"Junior brother... wake up soon..." Hua Weiluo only called him twice, and her voice was involuntarily choked, "It's all my fault. I can't control my actions. I know clearly that what's happening in front of me...
It was you, but he still stabbed you, causing you to bleed so much... and you were still unconscious..."
"Little junior brother...little junior brother..." Hua Weiluo couldn't help but put his cold palm on her cheek and sobbed: "I'm sorry...please wake up and forgive me, even if you don't forgive me.
, even if you wake up, get angry at me, get angry with me, even if you ignore me, it doesn't matter..."
"Woman..." Xiaobai stood behind Hua Weiluo, watching the tears on her face falling continuously, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Sister, we have prepared some food for you. You should eat quickly. Only when you are full can you have the strength to wake up Senior Brother Zhishan. Don't you think so?" Zhimei walked into the room with the food in hand.
He glanced at Hua Weiluo, who was sitting on the bed and staring at Zhishan in a daze, and quickly said to her: "Senior Brother Zhishan hasn't eaten anything for several days, why don't you try feeding him some rice porridge?
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"Well..." Hua Weiluo came to his senses, took the porridge bowl handed over by Zhimei, blew it gently, then motioned to Xiaobai to help Zhishan up, handed the spoon to his lips, and took a sip.
He turned his nose and forced a smile and said: "Junior brother, please eat something quickly..."
There was still no reaction from Zhi Shan.
Hua Weiluo looked up at Zhimei, Zhizhen and Xiaobai helplessly. The pleading look in their eyes made them unable to bear to look at them any longer.
"Senior Sister, why don't we go out first? If you talk to Junior Brother Zhishan more, maybe he will wake up." Zhizhen was silent for a while, and then suggested to Hua Weiluo.
"..." Hua Weiluo put down the porridge bowl in his hand, lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then reached out to wipe his tears and said: "No, don't leave... I'm worried that Junior Brother Zhishan won't wake up like this.
, he must be angry with me and doesn’t want to pay attention to me..."
"How could it be?" Zhimei forced a smile towards Hua Weiluo, and then comforted her: "Senior Brother Zhishan is not that kind of person."
"..." Hua Weiluo glanced at Zhimei silently and said nothing.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.
Hua Weiluo held Zhishan's hand, tears kept flowing out, but she didn't know what to say.
Seeing that the sky is getting later and later, the candles in the room are getting shorter and shorter, and the eyes that have not yet fallen are already red from crying.
Xiaobai, Zhizhen, Zhimei and Xiaohui were sitting on chairs in the room, all silent, as if they were all thinking about something.
The crystal tears kept rolling down Zhishan's cold fingers, seeming to finally bring a touch of warmth to him, and his fingers moved slightly.
"Junior brother!?" Hua Weiluo, who had been holding his hand, looked at him with surprise after feeling his movement.
Everyone in the room, after hearing Hua Weiluo's surprised voice, stood up in unison and looked at Zhishan lying on the bed.
The pair of eyes covered with long eyelashes moved slightly, and then finally opened slowly, and there was a moment of absence in the deep black eyes.
