"Qiyu..." Beitang Feng's mask sprayed out mist and whispered her name.
Li Qiyu leaned down and held his thin hand bones: "Are you calling me? It's me..."
Beitang Feng was wandering in a deep dream, but he heard her voice, the voice of longing, the voice he wanted to hear in his dreams. It was her.
He opened his eyes, his empty eyes reflecting her reflection.
Holding her hand tightly, the corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly, as if he was smiling...
A large amount of fog sprayed the respirator mask white, and he laughed so hard that he breathed quickly and coughed lowly.
Ling Ran was surprised. He didn't expect him to wake up at this time. Li Qiyu was indeed important. He woke up just by hearing her voice!
Beitang Feng struggled to sit up and took off the breathing mask with one hand...
The pale face and the clear-cut black lips were like a man carved out of the curling black mist. He was as handsome as a confused black mist. He held her hand and kissed the back of her hand.
"I miss you."
Li Qiyu's eyes were a little moist.
The next second, she was clenched tightly to his chest, and he held her tightly, using up all his strength for the rest of his life——
"I'm very happy to see you again...I'm very happy, Qiyu."
Li Qiyu's tears trembled down her eyelashes, and her throat was choked with sobs. Before she could speak, he suddenly pushed her out of his arms and stared at her with strange eyes for half a minute!
"Beitang Feng——"
"What are you doing here?" Beitang Feng frowned, realizing that she was real, not a fictional scene, and even more aware of his current situation and how haggard he was, "Ling Ran, send Miss Li back to her home."
The place to go.”
"How long are you going to keep pretending? I know you are sick!"
"It's just a bad cold," he coughed bravely and smiled dazedly, "Why are you crying? You don't think I'm going to die?"
How long will it take to hide this from her?
"Cough cough cough..." Beitang Feng coughed violently, and coughed heavily as soon as he woke up, "Did you trick her into coming here?"
His gaze darkly swept towards Ling Ran, passing through the haze.
"Feng, she came here on her own."
"Send her back to Mr. Bo!" Beitang Feng clenched his fist, "Qiyu, don't look back easily on the path you have chosen. From now on...my place is no longer your home."
"Didn't you say that no matter what happens to me, even if I am seventy or eighty years old, I can still come back to you. You will always be my home?" Li Qiyu said to herself, "Are you really not going to take me in?"
"I'm going to get married soon. My Mrs. Beitang has heard your story and is very concerned that I have a sister. It's hard for me to explain that you stay with me." He looked away and was ruthless.
Pretending to be real! She couldn't understand such a fake show before, so why did she believe it?
"Bo Yeyuan is dead."
The stern look on Beitang Feng's face suddenly disappeared, and he stared at her in disbelief——
"He lost contact and news at the bottom of the hurricane. He should not survive." Li Qiyu tried his best to curl his lips, "He is dead... Beitang Feng, you don't want me, and Bo Yeyuan doesn't want me either. This is not the place."
My home, the Bo family is not my home either."
"..."
"If you want to drive me away, where should I go?" She stared deeply into his eyes, and would not leave until she persuaded him to cure his illness.
She understood Beitang Feng's personality, but she was deceived by his "lies" and didn't see through it earlier!
But now, she will never be deceived by his words again...