Shen Ling scrubbed Zhuang Mengdie, wiped off the blood, applied medicine, found her own clothes and put them on Zhuang Mengdie, then called her son in, looked at Mengdie's delicate face, and sighed. Ling couldn't help but think: "What a beautiful woman, how could she hang out with my brat? She suffered such serious injuries because of my son. [ ] It seems that the two of them have other stories..."
Shen Ling couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and took the clothes Mengdie changed and went to wash them. Shen Fei walked into the room and stared at the willow-shaped eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, the charming face, so pretty. The peach in spring is as clear and pure as the chrysanthemum in autumn.
There were ripples in Shen Fei's heart, and she was actually so close to him.
Moving a stool and sitting down, Shen Fei said softly: "Mengdie, what you said is true, you really won the lottery..."
Zhuang Mengdie, who was originally in a coma, had a quiet face, suddenly full of panic, and shouted: "Dad...Dad...don't, don't leave me...don't leave us..."
"mom……"
"Little brother, little brother..."
"Shen Fei...Shen Fei..."
"Please, please spare him...please..."
The voice was so pitiful, and the face was full of pain. It made Shen Fei feel distressed and heartbroken. Moreover, he hadn't thought that Mengdie would actually call out his name. He hurriedly grabbed Mengdie's hand. He held his hand and said: "Mengdie, I am here, I am with you, I am by your side, I am good..."
Maybe the terrible nightmare has disappeared from Mengdie's mind, maybe Mengdie heard Shen Fei's voice, maybe Mengdie felt the warmth from Shen Fei's hands, and slowly, Mengdie became quiet again. …
But the bright red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth again, but it was because of the roar just now that the wound on his tongue burst open again.
There was a touch of red at the corner of his mouth, and that drop of blood seemed to fall into Shen Fei's heart.
Thinking about the scene just now, Shen Fei had a glimmer of understanding. Mengdie was afraid of something, and Mengdie seemed to be resisting something. That was why Mengdie did what he did today, and why he had such a big change...
"What did Mengdie dream about in the dream?" The joy of winning the lottery had already driven Mengdie's sadness nine days away. Shen Fei held Mengdie's hand tightly and kept saying, Telling about his love for her, saying that she is that noble lotus bud, telling how he felt when he saw her for the first time, his deep infatuation, every bit and every drop...
Shen Ling asked her son to eat, but Shen Fei didn't go. He didn't want to eat and couldn't eat. He only stayed with Mengdie and refused to leave!
It gets dark and dawns, but Shen Fei still maintains his narrating posture, waiting for the person in his dream to wake up...