It's like being slapped alive.
Zhao man is so angry that she turns around and leaves the place where she loses face. Miao Jiayu keeps up with her.
Ling still only felt like watching a play. When he was out of the shopping mall, he saw someone smashing the car, which seemed to be Zhao Mantian's.
"What's the matter? Is she getting revenge for offending people? " Ling still said.
"Who knows." Yi Jin leaves her eyes a little, and raises her thin lips.
"It's none of our business anyway." Ling still leads Yi Jin away to the bus station.
All of a sudden, Yi Jin's footsteps suddenly stopped. Ling still turned to see him. He was pale and shocked, and looked directly at the bus station.
"What's the matter?" She worried.
"Nothing... Nothing." He said, his expression has returned to normal. Just now... He mistook a woman who got on the bus for that woman.
The woman who once abandoned her husband and son is not likely to appear here at all.
Ah Jin, don't learn from me. If you want to love someone, don't love him so thoroughly
"Love turns out to be the cheapest thing in the world. It's no use kneeling in front of her when she despises you."
"Ah Jin, maybe one day, when you really love someone, you will understand that there is a person in the world who can control all your joys and sorrows, make you live or die, but if you can, Dad hopes you will never experience that feeling."
Who is, who is saying these words!
Don't say it again, and don't stay here anymore! It's so cold... It's so cold... Don't stay here anymore... Stay here again... It will freeze to death!
"Ah Jin, I'm leaving. I don't want to hear your father say that he loves me, but he can't give me the life I want! I have done my best to him. "
Who and who are talking?
"Don't... Go..." who is this? By the way, it's him talking, it's him begging that woman. If he goes, then his father will...
don't go! Don't go! He desperately wanted to catch each other, but he couldn't catch it. It seemed that he was going to drown. He was so sad that he could hardly breathe.
Hands desperately want to catch something, even if it's just a straw!
Suddenly, as if something warm had been caught by him, and his ears, like a gentle voice from a distant place, "a Jin, a Jin, I don't go, I don't go, not afraid, not afraid!"
This voice... It's sister Ling, who let him call her sister Ling still!
Yi Jin slowly opens her eyes. What's printed in her eyes is a beautiful face. Her dark apricot eyes are full of anxiety. Her pink lips are together, saying something.
Yes, she is saying let him not be afraid!
See him wake up, Ling is still at last a sigh of relief, "ah Jin, what's wrong with you, do you have a nightmare?"
He vomited a mouthful of dullness. How long has he not had this dream? Dream that the woman left him and his father mercilessly, dream that the father knew but did not stop, his face was showing no more sorrow than the bitter smile of heart death.
"Well, I had a nightmare." Until then, he found that his hand had been holding her hand tightly, like a straw for life.
In the dream, when he seems to be drowning, it makes him feel warm like grasping the straw... Is it her hand?
Once upon a time, he would take others as a life-saving straw?!
He suddenly released his hand, and the warmth in his hand suddenly disappeared. Suddenly he frowned, his face gradually paled, his body slowly curled up, and his hands covered his stomach.
Ling still saw the situation, just put down the heart, and suddenly picked up, "isn't it uncomfortable?"
"Nothing." He was low and his voice was muffled. "It's just... A little stomach cramp. I'll be fine later."
Is it because of the nightmare? In the past, when he was young, he always had stomach cramps due to mental pressure, but these years, he almost didn't do it again.
She looked at his increasingly pale face, pulled out the bangs in front of his forehead, and saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, moistening his hair.
Ling still poured a cup of warm water and held Yi Jin up.
He took a few grudging sips, then tightened his thin lips, and his teeth occasionally rattled, as if he were fighting the pain with all his willpower.
She looked at him worried, and suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while, you wait!" Before going out, I wrapped him up with a quilt. I'm afraid that his cold will make his stomach more painful.
The sound of closing the door, the sound of footsteps outside the door, is gradually going away.There was silence in the room. He was the only one left.
He still closed his eyes and waited for the pain in his body to fade away. It's normal for him alone, isn't it?
It's like after his father died, he was taken back to the Yi family. Even if there are so-called grandfathers and so many servants, there is always one person for him.
I don't know how long it took for him to hear the sound of opening the door. He heard the familiar gentle voice panting in the small room. "Ah Jin, I've come back with the medicine. You won't feel so painful after taking the medicine for a while."
He opened his eyes and watched her breathe out white air. Her hair was messy because of running. Her eyes were worried. Qing Juan's face, small nose, and tiny red lips clearly showed that he had seen more beautiful women than her, but at this moment, his eyes seemed unable to move away from her.
It's like the world, there's another person.
Ling still carries warm water, takes two pills according to the instructions, carefully lifts Yi Jin away and feeds him to take the medicine.
Then she took a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead and face.
"If you still feel bad, close your eyes and go to sleep." She said, "I'll sleep on the floor today." As he spoke, he helped him to his bed.
Just as she was about to turn around, his hand grabbed her.
"What's the matter? Is it still hard? " She asked, her face full of worry.
He looked at her in some trance. At that moment, he almost unconsciously held her, as if he didn't want her to leave him.
"I think... Sister is with me." After a while, he said.