Chapter 65: Burning (9)
Mo Xiaobei avoided his eyes like a child who had done something bad, and said timidly: "But...... You're sick. ”
Such grievances and sadness, Jin Xinqian was slightly stunned. The driver's uncle couldn't stand it anymore, smacked his lips and said, "Young man, how good a girl is, you can't ...... like this" The words stopped abruptly, probably he wanted to say that you can't be such a beast.
After sending the driver away, Jin Xinqian was still uncomfortable in his head, he walked over and hugged Mo Xiaobei into his arms, she was about to struggle, so he clamped her harder until she cried out in pain.
Resting his head on her head, he looked very intimate, but his eyes were so dazed, helpless and painful. "Xiaobei, I don't like to come to the hospital, I never told you the reason before, today I tell you, I'll tell you, okay?"
Mo Xiaobei trembled with both hands and hesitated to grab his wet and greasy clothes, and nodded.
"My dad died in the hospital, and I saw his breath with my own eyes. At that time, I was so young, only five or six years old, do you know how scared I was at that time? Since then, I have been scared of the hospital, and I am terrified. As he spoke, he seemed to be in some great fear, and his hands around Mo Xiaobei's waist trembled slightly.
Mo Xiaobei didn't speak, that kind of fear, she had also experienced.
"Xiaobei, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you." He regretted a little, "Shall we go home?" Well? ”
Come home......
Hearing this word, Mo Xiaobei inexplicably felt that his nose was sour and his eyes were red. Is she still eligible for this qualification?
The last time she came to Jin Xinqian's house, she was extremely frightened and worried, so she didn't take it too seriously, but now it seems that she can't help crying.
Every pattern of Jin Xinqian was arranged according to what she wanted, and even the small corner of the living room was raised according to her requirements.
Jin Xinqian took the medicine and went to bed early, frowning uneasily in his sleep, muttering something in his mouth.
Mo Xiaobei moved over and squatted beside the bed, looking at Jin Xinqian's face. He still looks clean and clean as before. The raised thick eyebrows are flying domineeringly, and the long and curly eyelashes are gently attached to the eyelids. Because of the high fever, his face was still red, and his lips were as red as blood. Mo Xiaobei couldn't really hear it, so he leaned closer to his ear and put it to his lips.
The next moment, she immediately bounced off and sat on the ground with her butt tearing and hurting.
She didn't get up, just sat on the wooden floor, curled up, and curled up in a posture of extreme self-defense, looking at Kim Shin-hime. The corners of his mouth deflated aggrievedly.
Jin Xinqian said, "Xiaobei, will you come back to me?" Is it okay to leave him and come back? I was wrong. I'm sorry......" she felt that her eyelids were a little heavy, and when she looked down, her eyes were immediately blurred, and in the blink of an eye, tears fell heavily on the floor.
How could he be a fool, they had already become two extreme people, and they could never return to the original point.
Whimpered softly, glanced at Jin Xinqian quickly, covered his mouth in embarrassment and escaped from the bedroom, standing on the balcony and finally crying.
After so many years, she was tired, really tired.
Xinqian will never know how much she hates herself, no one knows how much she hates herself, she is so dirty, from the body to the soul, everything is dirty.
Mom, I'm starting to get tired too.
Standing on the balcony of the seventeenth floor, she looked down at this world, which was still such a huge city, she was like an ant, raising her neck and trying to breathe, constantly shuttling in and out of this big city, without the slightest slack and stay. She was afraid that if she was idle, the hollowness in her heart would devour her soul.
There was a touch of fishy sweetness in his throat, and he quickly found the bathroom and vomited. The smell of iron filled her mouth, and she stood in front of the mirror with big tears shedding her eyes.
Her face was also white like a ghost, she took a handful of water and slapped it on her face, the cold was biting, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Looking at another strange self and smiling, his teeth were full of blood, and he was very ugly. Restrained his smile, took a few more handfuls of water and rinsed his mouth, and then walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as he got out of the bathroom, Ye Muyang called, his voice was a little nervous and impatient, "Where are you?" What time is it, why haven't you come back? ”