"You eat so little, how can you eat too much? Quickly, you don't have to lose weight if you are so slim, eat more." Zhuang Lingjun scooped her half a bowl of soup, looked at her, and a smile of unknown significance at the corner of her mouth, "Come on,
Drink this."
Chuxue really couldn't drink it, but she really didn't want to make a fuss. She thought she could just take a sip first, so she took a sip...
But at this moment, she felt a twitch in her stomach!
It was a kind of twitching convulsion!
Looking at her twisted expression, Xie Junhao was shocked and felt extremely distressed. He hurriedly asked: "Xueer, what's wrong with you? Why are your face blue? Are you having a cold? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up..."
"It's okay, I guess I'm just a little cold, maybe I've had a stomachache-" Before I could finish a sentence, Chu Xue suddenly covered her chest and turned her head suddenly, vomiting!
Zhuang Lingjun looked at her appearance, and the light in his eyes was very complicated.
Xie Junhao looked at Zhuang Lingjun anxiously: "Mr. Zhuang, hurry up and take Xueer to the hospital for a look!"
"Well, okay, uncle, you go together, please take care of multiple people." Zhuang Lingjun's eyes became deeper and more complicated. He held Chuxue in one hand and carefully wiped the dirty things around her mouth with a tissue.
Something, "Let's go to the hospital."
Chuxue was dizzy and her heart was beating wildly.
What's wrong with me?
Why? Why is this happening?
I have a very ominous premonition in my heart, but I can't say it...
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Meanwhile, Paris.
Jin Ting sat alone in the office.
He didn't ask Yun Fei to accompany him. Cebu escaped from death and was a little unstable, so it would be better for Yun Fei to stay with her.
Isabella's voice sounded in his mind:
"I'm not going to really marry you. I know that you don't love me, there's someone else you love, but I only have one month of life... As a woman, I hope to be able to go to another world
I had a wedding with someone I like before...I hope to wear a white wedding dress...that way, I can go to another world without regrets...please agree to my small request..."
To be honest, he doesn't want to agree.
Even if it was a scene, he would not be willing to commemorate the first time in his life to another person.
However, looking at Isabella's disfigured and pale face, he couldn't say anything... The doctor's words were still ringing in his ears: "Don't stimulate her, she can live for at most a month, but if she is mentally affected
With excitement and loss of the will to survive, you may only be able to live for one week!”
I was inexplicably upset, and no one could negotiate such a thing.
What should he do...
Chuxue... If you hadn't left me, I wouldn't have thought about this kind of thing at all, even if I thought about it...
But you disappeared without a trace, and I could hear another man's voice...
Jin Ting felt his heart throbbing.
The vague feeling of pain made him know for the first time that the heart really hurts, not an adjective.
Her smile, her voice, the touch of her skin, and the look of her crying were all deeply engraved in his mind. How can we forget it?
He was really sad, but he had no choice.
What can he do? He also wanted to fly back to China immediately, go to Zhuang Lingjun, pointing at his nose and asking him what was going on!
But, after all, he is a man, and he is an extremely proud man!
Zhuang Lingjun is his close friend, partner and director!
How could he point at his nose and ask him in anger like a jealous husband what his relationship with Chuxue and where did he get her?
If someone else is changed, he can do this no matter who it is.
But Zhuang Lingjun, he had no way to do this.
Jin Ting didn't know why, but he always felt a kind of depressed flame in his heart, but there was nowhere to erupt. He didn't want Zhuang Lingjun to see his abnormal appearance! He didn't want him to be secretly ridiculed and despised by him in his heart!
There is only one man in the world who he regards as a friend and an opponent!
However, he wants to lose his composure in front of this man!
Jin Ting doesn't want to!
He is such a proud man!
Just like a proud phoenix, he was completely unwilling to lower his noble head and was completely unwilling to say those bloody and boring words!
If the other party was a small person like Mo Haoxuan, he would be like an ant, and he would be completely disdainful, so he could say anything. He expected that Mo Haoxuan would not dare to fight him, but if it were Zhuang Lingjun, everything would be completely different!
Moreover, Yun Fei’s problems that day were engraved in his mind like a curse!
"Do you really believe in Zhuang Lingjun?"
He doesn't know, he really doesn't know!
He covered his face with his hands dejectedly, and time passed so slowly.
During the day, time was not so slow because he had to deal with some things remotely. However, every day, as the sun sets a little bit and the twilight shrouds the earth, his heart seemed to slowly sink into the bottomless abyss.
He himself was also very surprised, why did he do this?
There was nothing missing on him, and his status had not changed at all.
But it seemed that everything was different. From his eyes, the whole world had also changed.
In fact, Paris is still so beautiful and the sky is still so blue, but he feels that such a world is so lonely and cold, empty and boring.
He didn't know what to do or what he could do, as if he had a piece missing in his heart and nothing could fill it.
So no matter what kind of food and wine it is, he no longer attracts his interest. He eats just to maintain the basic needs of his body every day, and does not feel happy.
Sometimes he would look at the Seine River. Where the two of them had walked together, the sunset could still be so beautiful, but everything was no longer the same.
It was not until this time that he realized that the story between him and her was just a long river of history, and the insignificant moment in life was fleeting in the blink of an eye.
It is neither earth-shaking nor unforgettable, maybe it just passed like this.
Ten years, twenty years, and thirty years later, who else will remember?
Will you remember the beautiful scenery that day, her smile that was more beautiful than the scenery, and the tacit understanding when the two looked at each other?
He thought heartbrokenly, maybe it won't take that long before she will completely forget.
Originally, humans are forgetful animals.
Everyone has so many stories, how can they remember them so clearly?
From now on, when she passed by the Seine, she might only remember that she had walked here with someone on a certain year, month and day.
[Author’s off-topic]: When writing this passage of Ting’s mood, Taotao’s mood also fell down.
That feeling of confusion and emptiness, the feeling of living like a year, and the feeling of not knowing what to wait for.
I have been in a bad mood recently, even less, so please forgive me.