This means that when I leave Beiming Manor this time, I will never see him again.
Beiming Yechen told her that she and Beiming Shaoxi were already divorced from the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the divorce papers had been returned.
"I want to drink water..."
Somehow, Ji Anan said this in a low voice.
The door closed with her voice, and her vision became empty and darkened.
Immediately afterwards, the door was opened again, and Beiming Shaoxi came closer: "Want to drink water?"
"Um."
She lowered her head and stared at the back of her hand full of needle holes, her eyes hesitant.
Unconsciously peeking at him from the corner of her eye, Beiming Shaoxi mixed the warm milk with the sound of gentle stirring and collision with the spoon.
He lifted her up and fed her until she drank a whole glass of milk. His thumb habitually swept away the milk from the corner of her mouth. His breath was very close, and the pure masculine smell surrounded her.
"Miss Ji?" Beiming Shaoxi called her in a low voice.
Only then did Ji Anan react. One of her hands was tightly holding the clothes on his chest.
"Want to go to the bathroom?" His gaze was as deep as the ocean swallowing her up.
Ji Anan let go in regret, not knowing what to say, so he carefully lifted her back and carried her towards the bathroom.
As long as Ji Anan raised his head, he would see his strong chin and beautiful nose and eyes...
Her thin lips were habitually pursed slightly, exuding an aura of coldness and alienation, just like the stubborn ice layer under the iceberg that did not allow anyone to get close to her.
I remember saying: There is no such thing as a cold male god in the world, but it’s just not you that people want to warm up to.
Ji Anan's heart ached again, because Beiming Shaoxi's coldness would only warm up when he met her.
Putting her on the toilet, Beiming Shaoxi leaned against her ear and whispered softly: "I'll wait for you outside. Can you call me?"
Ji Anan responded hoarsely.
She can actually walk now...
Almost as soon as the bathroom door closed, her tears dripped down and fell on her knees. She felt heartache from time to time, and occasionally missed her. Is this love?
So what does she mean to Gu Nancheng?
She didn't understand, she just felt like her heart was being eroded day by day, and it was painfully painful.
…
The night is like fog.
He carried her back to the bed and pulled up the quilt. Beiming Shaoxi looked at her deeply.
Ji Anan turned her face away, never daring to look him in the face.
"...You go back to sleep, you look very tired."
Beiming Shaoxi's chest was shaking!
She never said "How do you look...", as if he had never been in her eyes.
He sneered, "You haven't even looked at me. I thought you didn't take me seriously at all."
So, was she looking at him?
"I can't sleep without you by my side." His voice was dull.
Ji Anan turned his face sideways, tears silently melting into the big pillow, and his heart throbbed.
Seeing that she was not as resistant to him as usual, he held her hand and put it against his face, rubbing it back and forth: "I want to accompany you tonight."
"Then you won't sleep?"
"I'm used to sleeping with you in my arms."
"Mr. Beiming, we are divorced."
"That's why I think about it, really want to..." Otherwise, it would be more than just a thought, it would have already been turned into action.
"If... I am really sick and will die soon, what are you going to do?"
"Even if you are so vicious, I will stay with you after you die and won't let you be alone. So, you'd better give me happiness."