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And I'm powerless to say anything?

I don't know if it was the effect of the medicine or what, but it didn't take long for me to feel that my eyelids were very heavy, and I actually fell asleep in his arms.

When I woke up again, it was dark outside.

Zou Zichen stood by the window and smoked silently, the smoke from his mouth shrouded him.

His silhouette seemed to be veiled, a little blurry but soft. I don't know why, looking at him like that, there is an indescribable loneliness and a touch of sadness, which is a bit distressing.

I lay down and looked at him quietly.

His hand holding the cigarette lightly against his cheek, the fingers holding the cigarette are slender and distinct, the hand style is elegant, when the cigarette is handed to his mouth, he will squint slightly, and when he spit out the smoke ring, his eyes are a little melancholy, but extremely charming. I believe that no matter what kind of girl she sees him, she will be fascinated on the spot, and I won't call out.

I kind of look down on myself, it's really cheap and incoherent. But I'm still reluctant to take back the line vision, maybe there are not many such opportunities, so I can take a closer look.

Zou Zichen twitched one after another, looking out the window with his eyes, his thoughts drifting somewhere, as if he was going to smoke until he was old.

I don't know how long it took, but my throat suddenly itched and I couldn't help coughing violently.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt, walked over, helped me to my seat, and patted me on the back.

I coughed several times before I could catch my breath.

He took the water to my lips and took it to my lips, and I took the glass and drank it several times, and then I felt a little more comfortable.

He took back the glass and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" ”

I drooped my eyelids and didn't want to speak.

"Let's take the medicine first." He took the medicine from scratch and handed it over.

I looked at the pills in his palm, and my chest was filled with panic.

Why does he still care about me, doesn't he say he's tired of playing? No matter what the goal is, he should be almost there, so why are you pretending to be here?

Anger arises.

I waved his palm away, and the pills scattered all over the ground in an instant.

Zou Zichen's mouth was tight, his jaw was tight, and his eyes were dark looking at me, then he exhaled lightly, got up, bent over, picked up the medicine on the floor one by one, and threw it into the trash can on the side. He took out a few more pills from the medicine and handed them to me again.

I just wanted to knock it out again. He said leisurely, "If you dare to beat it, you will never want to go back to Banyan City." ”

I looked up at him.

He looked down at me, the cold light blade, and lightly opened his lips, "I do what I say." ”

I tugged at the corners of my lips and chuckled indifferently, "Okay, I've died once anyway, so there's nothing to be afraid of." ”

"Lin Tong, don't know what to do." The wind and rain in his eyes were coming, but he endured it.

"I don't know what to do." I met his gaze, "I hate people like you, pretentious...... Yes! ”

Before I finished speaking, Zou Zichen slammed the cup in his hand on the floor, splashing and blooming, which startled me.

"You don't eat it." His eyes were cold and irresistible.

I looked at him, biting my lip, my eyes red with grievance, but I stubbornly didn't let the tears spill out.

He stared at me with a deep brow, as if something was gradually disintegrating and collapsing. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened my eyes again, I was already indifferent.

The grimness on his face reminded me of that night in the park, and fear instantly filled my heart. I lowered my eyelids, as if someone had pulled my spine and the pain was unbearable, and I was indifferently shedding tears.

For a moment, the room was surprisingly quiet, and the air seemed to freeze, making people a little out of breath.

For a long time, he stood motionless with his head.

The two of them were frozen in one space, but it was as far away as the Pacific Ocean and could not be crossed.

"Mr. Zou, the porridge is ready." Sister-in-law Lin knocked on the door outside and shouted.

"Sister-in-law Lin, come in and clean up." Zou Zichen threw the pills in his hand into the trash can like a vent of anger, raised his legs and walked out, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, "I'll let someone take you to the airport tomorrow morning." Then he walked away without looking back.

I looked at his back, and my heart ached.

Sister-in-law Lin stood at the door, looking at the wolf trails inside, frowning slightly.

I lay down weakly and leaned to the other side.

After a while, Sister-in-law Lin cleaned up the floor and called me softly: "Miss Lin." ”

"Hmm," I leaned over.

"Your illness has just improved, you can't stop taking medicine, I'll pour you a glass of water, take the medicine first, okay." Sister-in-law Lin's tone was soft, as if she was coaxing a child.

Hearing her words, my inexplicable sadness almost stumbled again.

"Okay," I sat up, and Sister-in-law Lin had already poured water, fetched medicine, and put it in my hand.

I smiled reluctantly at her and took the water and medicine, "Thank you!" ”

Sister-in-law Lin looked very kind and kind, dressed in ordinary clothes, she looked very shrewd and capable, and she didn't say much, but she felt very reliable.

After I finished taking the medicine, Sister-in-law Lin took the water cup and said with a smile: "The millet porridge I boiled is very good, with sour and hot cucumber slices, small dried fish, very delicious, Mr. Zou loves to eat it very much." I'll bring you a bowl. ”

She turned and walked out of the room without waiting for me to respond, as if she was afraid I would refuse.

I can still understand the kindness of others.

Although Zou Zichen is hateful, if it weren't for him that night, maybe I wouldn't know where I died now?

Offsetting the merits...... We don't owe each other anymore.

After a while, Sister-in-law Lin brought a few dishes and a bowl of millet porridge and put them on the small round table by the window.

I didn't have trouble with my stomach, so I got up and took the initiative to walk over.

"You eat first, I'll come up and clean up later." Sister-in-law Lin saw that my face softened a lot, and she seemed to be relieved.

I stopped her when she was about to leave the house.

"Sister-in-law Lin, please help me ask Mr. Zou, where is my mobile phone and ID in him?" I asked.

"Okay."

After she went out, I watched the side dishes on the table all be exquisitely cooked, but I really didn't have much appetite.

In the end, I drank all the bowl of porridge, no matter what, I hope that when I leave him, I will at least look like the same healthy Lin Tong.

But no matter how much I open up myself, my heart can never be calm. From time to time, the words that Ouyang Xue said could always jump out of his mind, as well as the back of his absolute departure just now.

Not long after, Sister-in-law Lin came up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and said that Zou Zichen had gone out, and when he came back, she was helping me ask.

As soon as I heard that he was out, I felt a pang of loss in my heart.

After Sister-in-law Lin left, I stood in the position where Zou Zichen had stood, quietly looking out the window, I don't know when I loved him so much, even if I knew that he was so close to me for a purpose, I still looked forward to it, hoping that he would like me a little bit.

Isn't this kind of love too humble.

But what do I love about him?

It seems to have been carried in at the beginning, without warning, and it was out of control again.

It's not like me at all.

I don't know how much I've been standing by the window, and it's starting to rain lightly outside, so I can't help but feel a little cold when I fold my shoulders. I don't know where the villa area in the capital is, it's quiet outside, and there is no sound of cars.

I walked back to the side, got on, wrapped in a blanket, and thought to myself that it would be all over after a sleep, no matter what his purpose was, what conspiracy he had, sooner or later it would be exposed, then I would wait.

I forced myself to sleep with my eyes closed, but I unconsciously listened intently to the movement outside, not knowing what I was waiting for. No matter how much I wanted to hear the slightest movement, it was still dead outside, and I didn't seem to have the energy to wait, and my weak body soon couldn't hold it anymore, and I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was still not bright outside, and I subconsciously touched my side, it was cold, and my heart cooled down.

He didn't reply.

Suddenly, the doorknob made a soft sound.

I hurriedly closed my eyes.

I felt someone walk in and gently close the door. The footsteps were soft, but I recognized it as him.

When he stepped aside, my heart was beating like a thunderbolt, as if it was about to pop out of my chest.

He leaned over and gently put his hand on my forehead, and there was a smell of alcohol on his body. His hand was cold, and he paused on my forehead for half a second before taking it away, and then he moved to the bathroom, and then I heard the sound of running water, as if he was taking a shower.

I opened my eyes and took two deep breaths.

After a while, he came out of the bathroom, and a faint scent of fresh grass wafted through the air.