What are you thinking about with such empty eyes and such a calm expression?

Xiang Qing hugged his slightly cool body from behind, and pressed his little face full of tears to the man's back, hot teardrops wetting his clothes.

Mo Zixuan, are you angry?

Aren't you the most hygienic? I'm going to cry, crying that you have a lot of snot and tears on your body, see that you are still so cruelly immersed in your own world, don't you care about me?

The damp heat coming from behind him made the man feel uncomfortable physically, but he didn't make any movement at all, like someone else's body?

Xiang Qing didn't speak, she just hugged him quietly, felt his breath, and felt his heartbeat, which proved that Mo Zixuan was still by her side and never left.

Mo Zixuan doesn't eat, he just takes the nutrient solution, and sometimes, he will fall asleep because of physical exhaustion, and the two of them are just helpless.

Later, Xiang Qing forcefully stuffed the spoon into the man's mouth, but he only frowned, showing an inconspicuous repulsion, and closed his teeth.

Sometimes, looking at Mo Zixuan's appearance, Xiang Qing was very angry, angry, just hugging him and crying, he couldn't do anything.

Winter is gone, spring is coming.

Xiang Qing dragged the man's upper body hard, tried hard to help him change his clothes, and carefully helped him tie the buttons in front of him, although it was not the first time to see his body, Xiang Qing still blushed.

However, looking up at the man's freshly trimmed handsome face, the expressionless appearance made her blush fade gradually.

That's like a bad girl.,Doing something bad.。

The good-looking man had a pair of black eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes, just like a blank sheet of paper.

Xiang Qing looked at him, how much she wanted to draw a stroke on his white paper, adding a different color to him.

Gently put Mo Zixuan down, Xiang Qing raised his head, and closed the white curtains, after his illness, he didn't like the sun, only the dark.

Also, he doesn't like to be cared for, and whenever those people approach him, he will smash things wildly, so frightened that Xiang Qing stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

It wasn't until his breath calmed down that she dared to go out softly and apologize to those people.

Mo Zixuan's aunt left at the tail of winter, taking care of Mo Zixuan for so long, the person who was already nearly fifty was also tired, Xiang Qing made the decision, let her go back to rest and rest, and stopped the task of taking care of Mo Zixuan by herself.

To be honest, Mo Zixuan's body has not improved, he is not a strong man in the first place, not to mention that after a serious illness, his thighs are already as thin as his arms.

However, even so, Xiang Qing had to admit that Mo Zixuan, a man, had a charm that no one could refuse at any time.

Every time I help him take a shower and change clothes, he is blushing and his neck is thick, and he is very embarrassed.

What's even more annoying is that no matter how he blushes and embarrasses, the man looks at him quietly, without any expression at all.

That look doesn't seem to be looking at himself, he's here, what are you looking at? Xiang Qing didn't know either.

The little hand pulled his arm, and the thin appearance made Xiang Qing's heart hurt, and he massaged his arm one by one, hoping that he would be comfortable.

The doctor said that if he does not move all year round, he should be massaged more to make his blood flow faster.

After the massage, Xiang Qing covered him with a quilt and stared at him for a long time, his fair face was so thin that only bones remained, which made Xiang Qing almost sad to death.

She reached out her little hand and pinched his face. "Mo Zixuan, hurry up and get better, how have you lost weight? Ugly is dead. ”

Xiang Qing smiled, she knew that Mo Zixuan couldn't hear or see it, so she was reckless and coquettish with him.

If this man was sober, she wouldn't dare to say that, how could such a good-looking man be ugly, even if he was tortured like this, he was also handsome.

The doorbell rings......

Xiang Qing didn't want to move, she just wanted to accompany this man well, her little hands played with the slender and thick eyelashes on his black eyes, and her palms were itchy.

Mo Zixuan, wake up quickly.

The man was not affected in the slightest, with Xiang Qing's teasing, occasionally blinking his eyes, but there was no anger, no anger, no expression.

But Xiang Qing was unwilling, she pinched the man's cheek even more badly, and she didn't believe it.

The doorbell was still ringing, Xiang Qing pouted, endured the tears in her eyes, she lowered her head in frustration, and walked towards the door numbly.

Before leaving, looking at the lifeless body of the man lying on the bed, tears snapped and fell again.

Mo Zixuan, you bad person, I was wrong, I don't leave you, can't I?

Your child, your past, I don't care about it, can't I be a stepmother? I beg you, wake up and see me.

Closing the door, Xiang Qing locked the man who seemed to be asleep in the bedroom.

"Xiaoxiao, it's you," Xiang Qing lowered her head with red eyes, and pulled Shen Xiaoxiao in.

"Xiang Qing, how are you?" Shen Xiaoxiao looked at Xiang Qing's haggard appearance, hugged her, and cried desperately.

Xiang Qing's appearance had just cried, how could Shen Xiaoxiao not see it? Poor Xiang Qing, why are you suffering so much?

"I'm fine, by the way, you go and see Mo Zixuan, he will be very happy." Xiang Qing smiled hard, took Shen Xiaoxiao's hand, and opened the bedroom door.

The person who came did not get into Mo Zixuan's black eyes, no, yes, no one could enter his black eyes, Xiang Qing, either.

"Is it still like this?" Shen Xiaoxiao looked at Mo Zixuan and held Xiang Qing's little hand distressedly.

Such a lifeless man, Xiang Qing must be very tired to take care of, her little hands are very cold, Shen Xiaoxiao knows that Xiang Qing's heart should be very tired.

The physical tiredness is nothing, it's just that Mo Zixuan has not improved, and Xiang Qing has been tortured.

"Yes." Xiang Qing helped the man gather the quilt, pursed his mouth, and did it.

"Xiang Qing, have you ever thought about it, in fact, ......" She is still young, no matter how good Mo Zixuan is, she is already a lifeless walking corpse.

"Xiaoxiao, you don't have to say it." Xiang Qing knew what Xiaoxiao wanted to say, she knew that she was doing it for her own good, but she loved Mo Zixuan. How can you leave.

"Xiang Qing, don't be stupid, he's not going to be good." Everyone, even Mo Zixuan's relatives and friends, almost all of them thought that Mo Zixuan would continue to sleep.

The last time I was sober was God's mercy, but now, will there still be such a good life?

If his grandmother was still there, perhaps, it would be possible, but now, there is no chance at all.

"No, he'll be fine!" Xiang Qing's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she stood up suddenly, like a calf protector, a little angry.

That look frightened Shen Xiaoxiao.

Xiang Qing is so gentle, how could she ever be like this?

"Xiang Qing, I'm ......" Shen Xiaoxiao was anxious for a while, and also stood up.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao." Shedding tears, Xiang Qing's heart was also very uncomfortable, she knew that Xiaoxiao was for her good, so she was impulsive just now.

However, Xiang Qing will never allow anyone to say that Mo Zixuan is not good, really, no one, not even Xiaoxiao.

"No, it's me, it's me who shouldn't have said that." Shen Xiaoxiao shed tears and hugged Xiang Qing, she didn't blame Xiang Qing for killing her just now.

She understands everything, she really understands.

Poor Xiang Qing, why are you so stupid, persistent and distressing.

The two women hugged there and cried fiercely, the man on the bed was covered with a pure white quilt, and his bloodless handsome face was stunned, as if it was not affected by anything.

Xiang Qing doesn't feel hard, really, as long as he can accompany Mo Zixuan and watch him recover, it doesn't matter to him.

What's more, I really didn't suffer anything, everything was for the man in front of me, so good-looking, in that winter, the man who quietly walked into his heart.

Hectic and busy, many things have changed.

When this year's winter came again, Cheng Jiaming and Shen Xiaoxiao remarried, which was Xiang Qing's expectation, but she couldn't be present to bless her.

Mo Zixuan can't do without people, really, after taking care of him day and night for four seasons, although he is still like that, he doesn't talk or move.

However, there is still some shift.

One day, Xiang Qing was angry, Mo Zixuan still didn't eat anything, at that time, the doctor had already said that if he didn't eat again, I was afraid that the nutrient solution would be useless.

Xiang Qing spent a week, she still didn't gain anything, looking at the white hot porridge, looking at the expressionless handsome face, she wanted to cry.

Crying and crying, he drank the porridge in the bowl angrily into his mouth, and then aimed it at the man's pale lips, his lips were very dry, but there was still that familiar breath.

I thought it was useless, but in the second when Xiang Qing was desperate, the man's eyes flickered slightly, and his thin lips slowly opened......

The fragrant white porridge flowed into her mouth, delighted Xiang Qing's little face, and she took another sip, for fear that she was wrong, so she aimed at his thin lips again.

Xiang Qing covered his mouth, he looked at the man's appearance, crying silently, and finally ......

Finally, is he willing to be cured?

Until the arrival of the cold winter again, Xiang Qing fed him like this, although Mo Zixuan was still so expressionless, he rarely responded to Xiang Qing, but Xiang Qing was still very happy.

She always felt that Mo Zixuan was about to get better, and she was about to remember that he was by his side, as well as Xiang Qing, who loved him deeply.

Outside the window, it was snowing heavily, and Xiang Qing was sitting on a recliner, wrapped in a thick blanket, blushing and weaving the scarf in his hand.

She had already knitted many strips, piled them full of them in the cabinet, waiting for the day when Mo Zixuan woke up and brought them for him with her own hands.

Mo Zixuan's face has improved, and slowly there is some flesh on his face, looking handsome like a newborn baby.