"Qing'er?" The two men in the room were a little unable to react.
I saw her running behind the screen, but before I could follow her, I heard the sound of her vomiting.
Feng Liye quickened her pace, walked behind her, immediately pulled a towel and wiped her.
"What's going on?"
"No... ugh——"
Chu Qingge didn't know what was going on, but when she smelled the snacks, her stomach suddenly started to churn.
However, there was nothing in her stomach, so now she was just retching.
Mu Yuan poured a cup of warm water over and tossed it for a while, but nothing came out, just sour water.
After drinking warm water, I finally took a breath.
Qingge looked up at the two of them, blinked her big eyes, and couldn't explain why.
In the end, he just shook his head: "I'm probably really tired."
Feng Liye's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said helplessly: "I'm sorry..."
"Let's eat something first." Mu Yuan knew that they still had a lot to say.
After putting away the breakfast and giving them a pot of warm tea, he withdrew, leaving the place to the young couple.
After Feng Liye woke up, in fact, the two of them had not had a good chat.
The bigger reason why Qing Ge felt that things were unreal was that they really didn't communicate well.
Mu Yuan covered the snacks with a basin to prevent them from getting cold.
He has always been a careful person.
Feng Liye wanted to lift the lid, but Qingge held his hand.
"Should we...should talk?" she asked softly.
There was still an inevitable darkness in Feng Liye's eyes.
Yes, they have never communicated because they were afraid.
He had not been afraid of many things in his life, but recently, he had been feeling very panicked, even when he was in a coma.
silence.
When there was silence, the atmosphere between the two began to get a little weird.
uneasy.
I don't know how long it took, but Feng Liye finally said calmly: "I don't know what I should do to atone for my sin."
So after waking up, the two of them avoided talking about this topic.
"Have we never communicated well and all communication relied on guesswork?" Qingge lowered her eyes.
Feng Liye looked at her. These words seemed a little weird at first, but when she thought about it more deeply, they revealed the relationship between the two people from the beginning to the present.
One word to the point!
Communication between them was really all based on guesswork.
I have never tried to be honest with each other, even at the moment when two people have the best relationship.
Qingge raised her eyes and met his deep ones.
"Liye."
"I am here."
"So, can we have a good chat today?"
"There isn't much time." He didn't refuse to chat with her, but he knew that the team was about to set off.
Moreover, his body... doesn't seem right either.
Really, there isn't much time.
Qingge hadn't noticed anything strange yet, but she knew that time was indeed running out.
"Even if it's just for breakfast." She opened the plate.
The aroma of the snacks hit me, and my stomach felt weird churning again.
But she knew that time was running out and she had to hurry up.
Therefore, she could only try to suppress this turmoil. She had to suppress it compulsively.
The two of them started to eat snacks. In fact, they both had their own thoughts and didn't know how to taste the food.
It's because I don't know how to eat, but my stomach feels a little better.
I don't know how long it took before Feng Liye asked: "Do you hate me? She might...not get better."
