"I woke up once. Took the medicine. Continued to sleep. The nurse replied earnestly.

Leng Zhiqing quietly looked at Ding Rou, who was still asleep. I took the towel from the nurse. In her astonishment. Wipe Ding Rou's forehead with her own hands. looked at her as white as paper. His heart was mixed.

Wiped a few times. Reached out again and stroked her hair. Reached. Knead her face with your thumb and forefinger.

It was really a face that made him feel incredibly complicated. It's love. But it is mixed with contradictions. It's hate. But I can't have that feeling of being bone-chilling. It's just that. Thought deeply. Let yourself feel a faint pain in your heart.

I was stunned for a long time. He put the towel over her forehead again. However. The towel, which had been warm, had become a little cool. When it touched Ding Rou's forehead. She tilted her head reflexively. Frowning. She slowly opened her eyes from her slumber.

"Wake up. "Coldly silently. But he also whispered. There is a sense of surprise in the bottom of the eye.

Ding Rou felt like she was dreaming. Some incredulously bent their index fingers and pinched themselves. When convinced that this is not a dream. Look at the cold. A look of surprise disappeared from the bottom of his eyes. There was a burst of fog again.

。。 He's at this point... Shouldn't it be by another woman's side?

Loneliness in the ventricles. Ding Rou deliberately didn't overdo it. I don't want to see the cold.

But he still persevered. Patiently tucked the corners of the quilt for her. "It's not feeling well... I called the doctor to come and see him. "Anyway. Call a doctor right away.

"No need. Ding Rou finally relented. Spit out a few words. "I don't want to see you. ”

She couldn't help but chill. In a tone that feels cold to yourself. Maybe. It was most correct for her to maintain the initial coldness. Thinking about what the caregiver said just now. She was already a little angry. It's just that. I'm used to being cold and arrogant. She didn't want to be too direct about the negative spirit.

"You—" Leng Zhiqing's brows furrowed. He looked at Ding Rou with some puzzlement. "Drink water. He asked. Looking at Ding Rou, there was still no response. He took this as a tacit acquiescence. I went to the table and poured a glass of water.

Cautiously test the temperature of the water. He walked slowly to the bedside. Slowly passed the glass to her lips. "Drink. Not hot. I tried. ”

Ding Rou was still lying still, not moving. Attention to the afterglow. His attitude is very good. I couldn't connect him with the one the nurse had just spoken. However. Suddenly she realized. Maybe that's how he took care of that Miss Hua just now.

Come to think of it. A nameless sadness and loneliness. Mixed with a little bit of anger. Rush to the heart. It's uncomfortably depressed.

Leng Zhiqing didn't know that her mood at this moment could be so complicated. He's still shallowly. Stepped forward with great patience. One hand wanted to drag out Ding Rou. One hand slowly lowered the rim of the cup to her lips. "You should make up some water..."

"No need. Ding Rou tried to tilt her head. Escape from his water.

I don't know why I don't think much about it. Still patiently persuading. "Drink a little. Can't be too capricious. ”

"I don't drink. Ding Rou's tone was finally light and obviously impatient. She gave her a push. It was intended to dissuade his enthusiasm back. But by coincidence. One casually. It happened that the palm of the hand shook the cup. Really. The cup fell from Leng Zhiqing's hand in an instant.

"Whoa" sounded. Crisp sound. Hearing this, everyone in the room shuddered slightly.

The cold smile gradually faded from his face. Instead, a more indifferent gaze than before. He spoke indifferently. "You did it on purpose. Is that right. He couldn't understand why she suddenly had this attitude.

"yes. I just did it on purpose. Ding Rou didn't know where the momentum came from. Deliberately raised his frosty eyes. "I just don't want to see you. ”

Words are in a hurry. Chase very closely. The atmosphere in the ward also became condensed in an instant.

Nurses have better eyesight. He stepped forward and smiled. explained. "Mr. Leng is also tired. Miss Ding really needs to rest, too. I'll clean up the pieces first...". Begin to pick up shards of glass on the floor.

Leng Zhiqing pursed his thin lips. looked coldly at Ding Rou on the bed. An indescribable incomprehension rose in my heart. She was to blame herself and her children.

If it's really for that. He really is...

Think about it. He deliberately held back his aphasia. Still patiently opened his mouth. "It's something I'm not doing well. But I didn't know it at first. Later... We'll be later...". But I felt that I couldn't talk anymore.

What should be promised to her. Or promise yourself something.

It's just that. I don't know what is promised now. Whether it can be achieved in the future.

... Too much imagination. There are too many questions.

Long. The caregiver cleans up the shards of glass. After going out. He spoke indifferently. "If we have later. I... We will still be happy. Hope you don't mind that. These are just the pasts that none of us can choose. But. Ding Rou. I really need you to give me an explanation. ”

Her identity changed suddenly. There is also the bitterness that Steward Li said. What the hell is it.

Is it necessary for her to hide herself so deeply. Finally. Or a kind of distrust of yourself...

Ding Rou still maintained a lying position on her side on the bed. He didn't seem to want him to see any of his expressions and movements. Hear his question. Her heart was a little gloomy.

It turned out. In the end, he still wants to know what he is for...

And what about that "Miss Hua"... He can pretend that he hasn't had anything. It's the same without mentioning anything. So. Just let her pretend she didn't know. Would it be nice to just answer his question?

She was heartbroken. Suddenly, he sat up slowly. Stared at him coldly. Word by word. Said expressionlessly. "You know that. And to ask ... Are you trying to force me to repeat it again? I'm Ding Rou. I have a hatred with you. Even if I'm not an FBI. I'm going to kill you too. If you really will choose. Just choose an excellent woman who has nothing to do with it. I think. It's wiser that way. ”

What the hell was she talking about?

.... Ding Rou bit her lip tightly. The bite hurts me. But he held on. looked at Leng Zhiqing bitterly. Pretending to be a strong posture. Who knows. How tired she was.

"What are you talking about. "The incomprehension and contradiction of the cold. It also burst out in an instant. "Ding Rou. You can tell which sentence is true. And how many didn't tell me. I can pursue nothing. But I'm going to hear the truth. ”·