Chang Minxiao's black eyes were full of unreachable sadness, she tucked the quilt on her warm body, and motioned for Yang Guang to walk out of the bedroom together. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What can I do?"

Yang Guang looked hesitant, he wanted to say something to comfort Chang Minxiao, just like comforting the patient's family in the hospital, if he hadn't seen Chang Minxiao's lost soul before, maybe he wouldn't be uncomfortable with him, after all, he had seen too much life and death.

Yang Guang pursed his lips lightly and sighed softly, "Wait." ”

Chang Minxiao's heart sank, her cold black pupils were dim, she leaned against the wall and took out a cigarette, which was slowly lit, and a little red light flickered in the dim corridor, and with the slowly rising smoke, it became brighter and brighter. Await......

Two weeks later

Chang Minxiao's face was haggard, her hair hung casually on her forehead, and her chin and cheeks were covered with blue stubble. The housekeeper walked into the warm bedroom and nodded respectfully, and although he tried to control his emotions, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

She glanced at Chang Minxiao, and felt uncomfortable, losing a lot of weight in just two weeks.

These days, he has always been warm by his side, sitting on the edge of the bed during the day and not knowing what he is saying, and standing in the yard at night smoking.

She had just gone to the yard to mow the lawn, and the ashtray that had been emptied at night had risen up a towering hill. I guess I smoked a cigarette in the yard all night again.

I don't eat, it's really difficult, and I just eat a few symbolic bites, either in a daze with rice, or I pull it in my mouth in a daze.

The basin was filled with warm water, and the warmth was scrubbed twice a day, and the housekeeper began to help the warmth turn over. Chang Minxiao's eyes moved, and finally reluctantly swept on the warmth, turned around and walked out of the bedroom. The tall back brushed a trace of desolation, and the breath that remained in the air was full of despair and sadness.

The door was gently closed, and the housekeeper began to scrub her body warmly, she was not a person who talked a lot, but she really felt that Mr. Chang looked pitiful, listening to Xiao Ye say that Miss Wen was not sick, but she didn't want to wake up, as if she was escaping from any memory, she didn't understand medicine, but she had lived for most of her life, and she knew what sincerity was.

The towel fell on the warm and fair skin, touching every inch of her skin, and the massage helped blood circulation, so the housekeeper would give a warm massage after wiping her body every day. She looked at her warm, innocent and lovely face, her lips slightly raised.

"They said that Miss Wen, you are lying like this, it is not a real disease, it is a heart disease. I'm an outsider, and I don't know what you've been hurt or what unpleasant experiences you've had, but I know that you have to look forward and not pay too much attention to the past. ”

"You are younger than me and have a culture, you must understand this truth, life must be lived, not for anything else, just for the people around you who care about you now, not to mention that Xiao Ye and I are originally paid, Young Master Jiangcheng also comes to see you every day, and Mr. Chang." The butler paused for a moment, changed direction, and continued his movements.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine that there would be such an infatuated man. You can escape, and I am willing to take care of you, but for Mr. Chang, every day is torture, and yesterday I overheard him speaking to you. Miss Wen, cherish the people in front of you. At the end of the massage, the housekeeper re-covered the warm quilt. Standing by the bed, his eyes were full of pity, because of the warmth and because of Mr. Chang.

"Kid, if you heard what you just said, move and give us a response." She didn't leave right away, gasped, and slowed down for a long time before exhaling slowly. Looking at the warmth that was still motionless, there was a hint of disappointment in my heart.

The butler took a few steps, his eyes swept to the warmth with concern. Suddenly!

The warm exposed hand moved slightly, and the housekeeper thought he was dazzled, blinked vigorously, stared at the warm hand with wide eyes, held her breath, and a miracle appeared, and the fingers of her other hand also hooked a few times.

The housekeeper was shocked, "Move, move!" He hurried out of the bedroom.

Chang Minxiao was standing outside the door in a daze, and the housekeeper ran out of the bedroom excitedly, stumbling and repeating "Move, move!" ”

He frowned, "What's going on?" ”

After pouring a few seconds of breath, the housekeeper's breathing was smooth, "Miss Wen, she did it just now, she did it." ”

Chang Minxiao's deep eyes suddenly shining, and he walked around the housekeeper and strode to the bed.

"Warmth?" He took her hand lightly and called softly.

The little hand in his palm suddenly struggled, moved, really moved, "It's called Director Yang!" Just go. ”

The housekeeper was too surprised to stand at the door at a loss, and was slightly stunned for a moment, before he came to his senses and hurriedly ran downstairs.

"Nuan Nuan, can you hear me? If you can hear me, can you give me another response? Chang Minxiao had a pleading tone, full of anticipation, and didn't dare to blink and wait for the next response from Nuan.

The curly eyelashes were tucked between the eyelids, as if sensing his supplication, and trembled slightly. The air condensed because of her small response, and Chang Minxiao held her breath, carefully caring for the nerves that were gradually awakening from the warmth.

Every cell of his family tightened, for fear that a certain uncontrollable reflex would disturb this tranquility, just like expecting a budding flower bone to bloom, and the photographer who hid aside to take a secret photo, he did not dare to hesitate, afraid of losing the 0.1 second of bloom.

The alarm clock on the bedside table is ticking along its trajectory, and every second of movement involves Chang Minxiao's heart.

The warm other hand trembled outward, although the amplitude was small, it was still captured by Chang Minxiao, his heart rose and fell, not nervous, not nervous but excited, the violent impact of his left chest, he could clearly hear the thumping of his heartbeat.

He swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the small hand in his big palm tightened again, "Warm, are you awake?" ”

The amplitude of the eyelash flutter is more obvious, the eyeballs roll, the long eyelashes like wipers, slowly open, and the thin and tender eyelids are slightly raised.

It seems that he hasn't opened his eyes for too long, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that the surrounding environment was particularly dazzling, and suddenly closed his eyes, Chang Minxiao tried hard to suppress his excited nerves, and didn't dare to alarm the little rabbit who had just woken up, just quietly hid aside and observed.

Wen closed her eyes again for a while, maybe for her it was just a few seconds of closing her eyes, but for Chang Minxiao, every second after her eyes were closed again was so long.

So tired, like a dream, but not like a dream, she closed her eyes, her two hands slowly clenched into a hollow fist, and slowly released, her hands could move, but why did she feel like she was being pressed by a stone in her dream and couldn't move.

My thoughts are so chaotic, and I am thinking hard about what happened during this time, trying to connect them.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs.