"Ms. Jing's appetite may not be very good recently. She doesn't eat very much. She seems to have lost a lot of weight."
Liangchen paused slightly while adjusting the cuffs of his shirt.
Mrs. Lin didn't see any emotion on Liangchen's face, so she boldly continued: "Miss Jing doesn't go out much these days. She is either in the bedroom or hiding in the studio every day. Her whole body is...
Something is wrong. She obviously looks like a normal person doing something, but sometimes when I talk to her, she doesn’t respond for a long time. Even if she does respond, she raises her head and looks at you stupidly, looking up at you for a long time.
He made a sound, as if he was completely immersed in his own world, "Master Chen, if this continues, it may not be the same thing. Miss Jing's health is not very good to begin with, and she never knows when she will collapse."
Liangchen's throat suddenly became a little choked. It took him a long time to swallow his saliva, retract his deep thoughts, nodded to Aunt Lin, and said: "Take care of her, the company has some urgent matters, I will go to work first."
"yes."
Liangchen walked toward the elevator. When he closed the elevator door, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He raised his head and looked at Aunt Lin and said, "No matter what happens to her, remember to call me."
"I understand, Master Chen."
Liangchen then closed the elevator, went downstairs, got in the car, and went to the company.
Mrs. Lin has been with Liangchen for many years and has always understood the meaning hidden in Liangchen's instructions. So from that day on, she would call Liangchen every morning and afternoon to report what Jinghao Haohao had done at home.
What did you eat?
In fact, the content of the report was very monotonous. It wasn't that Jinghao ate less, or that Jinghao slept for a long time. However, no matter how busy she was, as long as she saw Lin's phone call, she would answer it as soon as possible, even if it was the same.
Jing Haohao's appetite was getting worse and worse as he repeated it, and he listened very carefully.
After Liangchen returned home that night, he came back every night. He and Jinghao had almost zero communication.
In the middle of the night that day, Liangchen woke up and found that Jinghao Hao was nowhere to be seen around him. He knew that she would not leave the bedroom, so he got out of bed quietly, and found her on the balcony again.
She didn't feel cold either, just wearing pajamas and standing outside, blowing the cold wind.
Liangchen stood behind her, looking at her thin back, feeling as if someone had stabbed a knife into his heart, leaving him breathless.
Liangchen stood there for a long time without Jinghao noticing. When it was almost four o'clock in the morning, Liangchen went back to bed first and couldn't fall asleep.
When the sky outside the window was dim and bright, Jing Haohao gently opened the French door of the balcony and walked in.
She moved very lightly, as if she was afraid of being discovered by him, she sneaked to the other side of the bed and lay down quietly.
Liangchen closed his eyes, and waited until the surroundings became completely quiet before he opened his eyes. She was lying far away from him, curled up, and only standing in the corner of the big bed. She had her back to him, and she looked from his side.
Seen from this angle, she is extremely thin and pitiful.
He had seen her reticence these days. At first, he thought it was caused by his quarrel with her. After a while, she would be fine as before. But now, he looked at this scene.