"If you don't sue me, I'll sit here today, and I'll sit on the bed for a second, and I'll sit for a year if you lie down for a year, and if you're—"

Zixi really couldn't listen to it, so he got up and covered Minho's mouth with his hand.

"Do you really care so much about me in your heart? Do you know that the more you treat me, the more I feel indebted to you in my life, you know? In this world, there is a kind of debt that can never be paid off, and that is emotional debt! I don't want to be burdened with this kind of debt for the rest of my life, and if one day we really have a fate, I will feel guilty that I owe you too much."

Zixi said this, the most important thing is that he doesn't want Min Ho to stick his mouth to the wound like last time, and to be honest, he really can't accept it, and he can't bear it.

Min Ho didn't seem to listen to such words, and still asked relentlessly, and Zixi, who had no choice, could only take off his socks on his covered right foot and dry them out.

Min Hao could clearly see that the wound had ulcerated a lot due to the socks he was wearing, and he could smell an unacceptable pungent smell similar to that of a rotting corpse.

Zi Hee told Sù Min Ho that because she had to walk back and forth in high heels all the time, she was afraid that her legs would be stained by the sun, so she had to wear black stockings that were not very transparent every day in such a hot weather, and her feet were hot and stuffy in the breathless stilettos, and the reason for sweating became what it is today, and the wound that worsened and worsened to the point where she could not walk on the ground.

Min Ho gently touched the wound on Hee's foot with her hand, and she retracted her foot as if it had been sprinkled with salt.

"Let's go! Go to the hospital, if you go down, you'll have to be crippled."

Min Hao didn't say a word, and he didn't care about Zi Xitong's disagreement and picked her up and went out.

"You put me down! Hurry up, let me go! What are you doing! ”

No matter how much Zixi struggled in Min-ho's arms, it was useless, Min-ho, who was hugging him very tightly, went downstairs and took a taxi, made it to the back row with Zi-hee, and went directly to Union Hospital.

The taxi was supposed to be 20 minutes away during the evening rush hour, but it took more than an hour to get to the gate of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Zixi was like a child and was involuntarily carried out of the taxi by Min Hao and walked towards the hospital building.

In the consultation room of the hospital, accompanied by Min Hao, the doctor disinfected and treated Zixi's wounds, and Zixi, who was not too strong, fell into Min Hao's arms in pain, crying like a child and crying his face.

"You'd better carry me, you'll be too tired to hold me"

After treating the wound, Zixi, who was a little distressed by Minho, said.

"Fortunately, you are self-aware, then please lose weight a little after the injury is healed, so that you won't be so fat that I can't carry you when I marry you"

"You're thinking too much! Come back, or you won't be able to take a taxi in a while."

Coming out of the consultation room, Min Hao walked out of the gate of Union Hospital with Zixi on his back, and walked on the way home with her on his back.

There are not many taxis on the road and there are all people taking them, Min Ho, who has been walking for two blocks, only got into a taxi, Zixi put his face on Min Hao's back and could hear his tired heartbeat that was a little accelerated, and the sound of breathing became a little rough and a little urgent.

Back at home, Min Ho instructed Zixi to take the anti-inflammatory medicine and watch her fall asleep before leaving.

The next morning, Zixi, who woke up from his sleep, saw that in addition to the anti-inflammatory drugs that needed to be eaten neatly arranged on the bedside table, the anti-inflammatory potions used for wiping, and there were many disposable brand new socks for breakfast.

After eating breakfast and taking medicine on time, Zixi got off the ground with the support of his left foot without a wound, jumped near the gramophone on one leg, leaned against the wall and found the piano music from the cabinet that he didn't usually listen to.

The music floating from the gramophone eased the depressing feelings of the whole room, and also freed Zixi from the pain of sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Amoxicillin's anti-inflammatory drug began to work in the body, and the pain of the wound was much less than yesterday's, and the other minor effect brought by it was thirst.

Zixi, who wanted to drink water, saw that there was no one on the table, so he slowly got up and moved to the front of the refrigerator.

She remembered that when she came back yesterday, Min Hao bought a lot of drinks from the supermarket near the community, but she was afraid that Zixi would drink water inconveniently when he was not at home.

When she was about to open the refrigerator, she pasted a paper the size of an exam paper on the door of the refrigerator, and was sucked on the refrigerator door by Min Ho with a cartoon character suction board.

Zixi

In the refrigerator, I went to the flower market in the morning to buy a lot of fresh roses, knowing that you like things with aroma, I picked off these rose petals and put them in a breathable crisper box, you can use them when you want to use them, I have consulted that it will not cause adverse conditions to your wounds, and it will not be allergic, remember to eat and take medicine on time to recover as soon as possible

Love you Min-ho

Zixi, who was holding this piece of paper in his hand, knew that Min Hao must have gotten up very early this morning to go to the flower market to buy such roses.

She opened the refrigerator door with joy, and the scene in front of her shocked him, from the first floor to the third floor of the refrigerator space is full of fresh rose petals in a crisper box, and the flaming rose red has become the theme background of this refrigerator.

The piano music floating in his ears also made Zixi feel that life was so comfortable, and he really wanted to rest like this and enjoy this qiē happiness.

During the days when he stayed at home to recuperate, under Minhao's meticulous care, Zixi gradually recovered.

Usually when Min Ho is away, she will also take the initiative to tidy up and clean the room for Min Ho, as a kind of thanks.

She really wants to muster up the courage to accept Min Ho's love for herself, people may only understand that love has never gone away when they are hurt, but when they keep looking at the happy and prosperous street scene in the distance, they are unwilling to admit that simple happiness is so close to them that they are inseparable.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and under Min Hao's careful care, Zi Xihui was very good and could go to work normally.

The day before work, Zixi still stayed at home and did nothing, listening to vinyl records, sipping his favorite espresso, sitting in the living room, the sun shining on the floor of the living room through the window.

She sat on the bed in the bedroom and pondered for a long time, and finally decided to take a thousand dollars in cash from her LV bag and walk to Minho's house and stuff it under his pillow.

Zixi feels that this will alleviate some guilt in her heart, especially when she is stimulated by material senses, she will unconsciously think of and nostalgia for Yan Qing's luxurious life, nostalgia for Yan Qing's wealth and gentleness, and when she still wants to return to Yan Qing's side, when she can't get good material satisfaction and complains about Min Hao in her heart, her heart will be a little calmer.

It wasn't until three days later that Min Ho found the 1,000 yuan in cash under his pillow, and he knew that it must have been done by Zixi, because he never put money casually with a bad memory.

Thinking of this, Min Ho took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Zixi's number.

"What do you mean by putting money under my pillow! It's going to be this extremely subtle and disgusting way to sue me -- are you going to break up! Well, why do you do this! I've said before that my love for you is not reciprocated, and no matter what happens to us in the future, I'm not the kind of person who settles accounts after the fall."

Min Hao, who couldn't calm down, was excited and red-faced.

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that, don't worry about it, I just don't want to owe you too much before I think about promising you"

Zixi held his mobile phone and was also excited to defend his behavior.

"I will always keep your kindness to me in my heart, but I don't think we have that kind of heart-to-heart communication between us, I may not be accurate, but you don't need to be angry, I have no intention of breaking up, really-too-too-toot"

Zixi heard the sound of Min Ho hanging up the phone before she finished speaking, and she really didn't know what she had to do to not hurt Min Ho's feelings.

Zixi didn't want to fall into Minho's deep warmth too early, and couldn't extricate himself and lost the courage and determination to return to Yanqing's side.

She admits that she is a greedy ghost of love, and she doesn't want to quit Minhao's coffee-like evocative feelings, but she is unwilling or willing to give up Yanqing's wealth and glory.

Life is an endless whirlpool, and she desperately wants to escape but can't forget the temptations and excitement in it.

What should I do—such a roaring voice echoed inside her.