Shangguan Rui sat by the bed, his face slightly tilted, and his eyelashes reflected shadows on his fair cheeks, as moist as jade.
For a moment, Sikong Lingge's mind was blank and he had no idea what was wrong with him and why he suddenly lay on the bed.
"Awaken?" There was a worry that could not be hidden in the low and worried voice.
Sikong Lingge blinked and sat up slowly, his eyes still at a loss, "Shangguan Rui?"
"Yes." Shangguan Rui nodded, helped her up, and hug her, poured a glass of water and put it in Sikong Lingge's palm, "How do you feel? Do you want to drink some water? Let Renault come over to see you?"
Renault!
These two words, like switches, touch Sikong Lingge.
Everything she saw and heard before she fell out-
"The patient heard what we said..."
"What did you say?"
"The death of Feng Liye on the spot..."
...
"Dong--"
The cup fell and the water sprinkled everywhere.
Sikong Lingge was shocked and quickly cleaned up.
It's too late.
The water quickly penetrated into the quilt, and the quilt was completely wet.
"I'm sorry." The singer Sikong Ling was tidying up, constantly pumping out the paper, trying to suck the water dry.
But she was so anxious that she became more flustered-
Nothing was taken away, and wet paper was everywhere.
“…”
Shangguan Rui picked up Sikong Lingge and asked the servant to clean up the dirty bed sheets and quilts.
Sikong Lingge looked at him silently, not knowing what he should do or say next.
Asking Shangguan Rui?
He did nothing, just didn't tell himself the news of Feng Liye's death.
What qualifications does she have to question?
Shangguan Rui didn't say that, but he was worried that she would not be able to bear it after she found out.
If someone really wants to be responsible for Feng Liye's death, that person should be himself—
Li Ye died to save her.
After breathing secretly, Sikong Lingge waved his hand to let the servant go down and bring the door with him.
Shangguan Rui narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
The muscles in the body were tensed at the same time.
Silence.
The breeze pointed at the curtains, and a subtle sound was heard.
Sikong Lingge bit his lip, "Shangguan Rui, please put me down first."
Shangguan Rui did not speak, and did as he silently, putting Sikong Lingge on the sofa.
Sikong Lingge stared at his cold and sharp black eyes without saying a word.
Shangguan Ruijun's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he seemed to have no expression.
In fact, I had already sweated coldly in my heart.
He didn't know what Sikong Lingge would say and do next.
I can only wait nervously...
"When did you know about Feng Liye?" Sikong Lingge's low voice swept open in the quiet space.
Shangguan Rui said nothing.
He was thinking about whether to tell the truth to Sikong Lingge.
"Shangguan Rui, you said that the most important thing for two people to get along is to be honest, so I hope you can tell me the truth."
Shangguan Rui raised his eyes, glanced at her, and spoke slowly, "On the day he was discharged from the hospital."
Sikong Lingge nodded.
She remembered the usual actions of Director Shangguan Rui on the day she was discharged from the hospital.
I remembered the separation of life and death that I encountered in the corridor-
"That day... the corridor..." Sikong Lingge's hands trembled as his voice, unable to say the complete words.
"It's Feng Liye." Shangguan Rui did not hide it.
Sikong Lingge was shocked!
It turned out that God had already arranged everything, but she didn't notice it...