Shen Zhiyue didn't sleep well at night, she was not in good spirits all morning, and her heart began to ache again, and when it was noon, the pain worsened sharply, and she finally couldn't help but get up from the bed, eagerly opened the drawer of the cupboard, and turned out a medicine bottle from it, but her fingers trembled and she couldn't hold it steadily, and accidentally dropped it to the ground, the medicine bottle was broken, and the pills that were not many scattered and rolled away.

She bent down to pick up a wolf, but suddenly a pair of familiar black leather shoes appeared in front of her, the owner of the shoes picked up the pills on the ground before her, and reached out to help her up, but she gritted her teeth and pushed him away, and crawled to the side to find other pills to swallow.

Jin Ruting looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, it was not the first time he had seen her sick, but every time he saw it, his heart would ache, and he couldn't wait to suffer on her behalf.

He stepped forward and wanted to hug her into his arms, but before his hand touched her body, he heard her weak but cold voice: "Don't touch me." ”

She was curled up in a corner barefoot, her forehead covered with cold sweat, one hand on her chest, panting sharply, her little pale face distorted by pain.

"Zhiyue ......" His hands froze in mid-air, her legs were as heavy as lead, and at this moment she was like a wounded hedgehog, erecting thorns all over her body, stabbing others as well as herself.

"You have seen it, it's like a big smoker who is addicted to smoking, it's ugly, right?" Shen Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes to look at him, and laughed abnormally, that smile was bitter and desperate, every time she was sick, she was worse than dead, if it weren't for her unfulfilled wishes, she would have ended this life on her own, and she wouldn't rely on this medicine to relieve the pain, and make herself a ghost.

"Zhiyue, the ground is cold, you get up first, we have something to say. ”

Jin Ruting squatted down, picked her up from the ground despite her resistance, and as soon as she put it on the bed, she shrank to the corner of the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

Jin Ruting sat sideways on the edge of the bed, stretched his long arms, and put her into his arms with the quilt, hugged him tightly, and blurted out without thinking: "Xiaoyue, you are a little better......

As soon as this sentence came out, he himself was stunned, Xiaoyue? Yes, the woman in his arms was the girl he had really loved, she used to be so innocent, naughty but cute, she would blush and coquettish with him when she did something wrong, and she was very clingy to him, but now she avoided him like a beast, she was not smiling at him, her eyes were either resentful or sarcastic, they really hadn't said a word for a long time.

After she was a little more steady, he gently pushed her away, leaned down and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "Bear with me a little longer, wait for me to settle down here, let's go to the West together, go to the West, go to find Zhiwang, I know that he insists on going abroad to study Western medicine, in order to cure your disease, right? Western medical technology is very advanced, there must be a way to cure you." ”

"Zhiwang ......" Shen Zhiyue looked at him in a daze, muttering Shen Zhiwang's name in his mouth, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

In the past three years, she has been very depressed, and she doesn't even dare to cry happily, even her father's sacrifice day can only flow tears into her heart, she thinks that she has a cold heart and is invincible, but the only remaining relatives are still her weakness, every time she thinks of him, tears can't help but fall.

At the end of her life, she really wanted to see her again, even if it was just a glance from afar, but she was afraid that she really wouldn't survive that day.

"Yes, Hope, you'll be able to see him soon. Jin Ruting swore to her.

He hugged her into his arms again, his chin rested on the top of her hair, Angel had already told him categorically that she was hopeless, but he didn't believe it, there must be a way, not at home, he took her abroad, he would never allow her to leave him like this.

On the second day of the first lunar month, it snowed for several days in a row, and finally cleared up, but it was a little colder than when it snowed.

Shen Zhiyue stood under the porch, silently looking at the white snow scene in the courtyard and was speechless for a long time.

Jin Ruling took a brocade fur cloak and draped it over her shoulders, she wanted to push it away reflexively, but he held her hand, "It's cold outside, wear more." ”

His eyes were full of helplessness, and he instructed his subordinates to make several sets of cotton clothes for her for the winter, but she would rather wear those old clothes that had long been unwarm than receive his affection, which really made him unhappy.

He glanced at the thick snow in the yard, his heart moved slightly, and he asked softly, "Do you want to build a snowman?" When she was a child, she liked to do this thing the most, and she built a snowman with a cute look and a great look.

"I'm not a kid anymore. She shook her head and looked at him in some surprise, "It's not early, why hasn't you gone out yet?"

Jin Ruting's eyes dimmed, "I've already asked people to send gifts, and I'll stay with you." ”

The corners of Shen Zhiyue's lips hooked up a subtle sneer, if she really didn't worry about her, today was the day of Du Zixuan's wedding, he was afraid that she would run to make trouble.

She turned her eyes away from him, and her eyes fell on the red plum tree, whose branches had been bent by the heavy snow, and she fell into deep thought again.

Since Xu Qiu's poisoning of her was exposed that day, the woman went back to her parents' house in a rage, but this time Jin Ruting did not accommodate her again, and she was not even allowed to take Jin Xue away.

Her personal maid Caiping made her scapegoat and went to prison, but before she could be tried, she committed suicide in fear of crime, and the matter was over.

Of course, Shen Zhiyue understood the strangeness, and she didn't say much, she didn't expect Jin Ruting to give her any explanation, Xu Qiu was his heart, it was too late for him to hurt her, how could he be willing to let that woman suffer from prison?

"What are you thinking?" he asked softly, encircling her in his arms from behind, burying his head in her neck.