Leng Qirui's whole body was very hot, as if he was burning in a moxibustion fire. Then he felt very cold, as if he had been thrown into the ice and snow. He struggled painfully and kept calling out a name.
Looking at the face that was burned and delirious, and listening to Tingting's inarticulate sounds, Qingting's heart ached with pain, and tears burst into her eyes again.
She has become so weak, shamefully weak!
But maybe this is the only time in her life that she sheds tears for love, for the man she loves so much, it doesn't matter!
After being in a coma for two days and two nights, Leng Qirui finally woke up. The first thing he saw was Ye Qingting, whose eyes were swollen like peaches.
No matter how strong a man is, he will get sick, become extremely ill, and become vulnerable to a blow.
The moment she saw him waking up, Qingting's eyes sparkled and she was ecstatic. She rushed over and wiped his forehead, and her body temperature finally returned to normal.
"Are you awake? How are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
The dim light illuminated her body, creating a soft golden edge, which was less hard and more fragile.
At this time, she was just a simple girl who was filled with joy when she saw him wake up.
His heart felt hot and he held her hand tightly, "Tingting, come back to me, okay?"
His face was very pale, his tone was weak, but his expression was firm.
Qingting didn't expect that his first words after waking up would be these. He couldn't help but be startled, feeling confused and unable to control his emotions for a while.
She turned around uncomfortably and picked up the hot water cup on the table, "This water is a bit hot, you can drink it after it cools down..."
Leng Qirui did not change the subject as she wanted, but held her little hand stubbornly, "I like you more than before, care about you more, and love you more. Without you by my side, I feel nothing is interesting and everything is in chaos.
set……"
Maybe the moonlight is too beautiful, maybe the body is too weak, maybe the light is too gentle, and the longing deep in my heart spurts out like a fountain.
He lived a very unhappy life without her and everything was in chaos.
Qingting felt a stab in his heart and wanted to take his hand out, but his grip was too tight and he couldn't break free. He sighed softly and said, "Take good care of yourself, you are confused by the fever."
Very powerless and helpless, but they are not suitable!
Leng Qirui knew that she had a decisive temper, but she didn't expect that he would beg so humbly and she would not look back.
"I know you have me in your heart..."
Qingting had mixed feelings and helplessly rubbed his sore eyebrows.
"So what? You have your responsibilities, and I have my mission. We cannot stay together, and we are not suitable to be together. This is the fate of you and me."
Sometimes, love is just a pale feeling.
People must learn to accept fate and recognize reality!
She said it very ruthlessly, very straightforwardly, without being sloppy. This is her attitude towards feelings. With Rui Shao's arrogant temperament, how can she stand the ruthless rejection of others?
She was waiting for him to get angry, waiting for him to curse, waiting for him to turn away and leave.
But when she was disappointed, he did not get angry, but sighed quietly, "My parents are in a business marriage, but my mommy loves my daddy very much. In my memory, she has always stayed at home, waiting for a baby."
A man who will not go home, day after day, year after year, until that day..."
The cold voice seemed even more dim and painful in the blurred night.
That turbulent past was slowly told from his mouth, and it seemed so ordinary, as if it was not his family matter and had nothing to do with him.