Fang Siying watched all this quietly, and then, she came out of her curled up sofa and walked to Erin's side, she leaned down and pressed her hand on her shoulder, and she said in a friendly and gentle voice that she didn't believe in, "Go back to your room and let me take you to your room, you need a good rest." "No, no, no," said Eileen like a child, tossing and turning on the couch, shaking her head, and continuing to cry, crying sadly, bitterly.

"You let her go," Bai Peiwen said to Fang Siying. "She's going to vomit and make trouble until dawn" "I'll send her back to the room" Fang Siying said stubbornly, and glanced at Bai Peiwen: "You go to sleep too, everything will be discussed tomorrow, don't talk about anything tonight, everyone is not calm enough." "Promise me you won't slip away." Bai Peiwen said.

"Okay, don't slip away." She sighed softly. "Let's talk about it tomorrow"

She grabbed Eileen, who was already very tired and exhausted. She pulled her up from the couch, put her hands around her shoulders, tightened her waist again, and said:

"Let's go upstairs and get a good night's sleep, let's go, let's go, let's go" Erin suddenly became very submissive, her head leaned weakly on Fang Siying's shoulder, and followed Fang Siying staggered forward, she was still whimpering, mixed with wine and disgust, her body was crooked, like a reed in a hurricane. Fang Siying helped her upstairs and finally sent her into the room. When she got to the room, Fang Siying helped her to the bed, and then, she took off her shoes, took off her coat, and opened the quilt to cover her. Standing beside the bed, she did not leave, but stared blankly and distractedly at Eileen's rather beautiful face. Erin was visibly sad, she was writhing on the bed uneasily, and called out vaguely: "Water, I want water, give me a little water"

Fang Siying sighed, walked to the small side, she poured a glass of cold boiled water, brought it to Eileen's bedside, helped Erin's head, she put the cup close to her mouth, Erin quickly drank the whole glass of water. Her cheeks burned like fire, and she leaned her cheeks against the cold glass, and groaned:

"There's a fire burning in my head, and there's tens of thousands of fires in my heart," she pressed her hand to her chest: "If they want to burn me, I'll definitely die, die immediately."

"You'll be fine tomorrow." Fang Siying said, walking towards the door, but Erin grabbed her with a hot hand.

"Don't go," she said, "I don't want to be alone in this room, this room is like a grave, don't go," Fang Siying stopped. Then, she simply closed the door, went to the bathroom, twisted a cold towel and put it on Eileen's forehead, and she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. Erin turned her head sideways on the pillow, her dark eyes misty as she looked at Fang Siying, in this moment, she was like a lonely and helpless child. She's not fierce anymore, she's not cruel anymore, she's not poisonous anymore, she's just a lost, desperate child. "I love him," she said suddenly. "I love him so much, I've tried everything I can, but I can't fight that ghost," she said, burying her face in the pillow and sobbing like a child. "I know," Fang Siying said in a low voice, "I know. I already knew. Tears clouded her vision. When I first got married, he hugged me and called me Smoke, Smoke, that ghost" She cursed and sobbed. "I thought that one day, he would know me, he would take care of me, but without him, there was only smoke, smoke, smoke, that woman who took his soul and his heart away, and he was dead and dead," she cried, tugging at the pillow and sheets. "How can a person fight ghosts, how can I ask for a divorce, he doesn't care, I say I want a factory, that factory is what he cares about, he doesn't care about me, he never cares, I never"

Tears trickled down her cheeks, and she leaned down, brushing her hair away from Eileen's face, and changing the cold towel over her forehead. And she looked at her with tearful eyes, and looked at her for a long time. Erin was still crying, crying incessantly, tears and sweat wetting her entire face.

"I never have another boyfriend, I have never been to Taichung, I just live at my godmother's house, I have never had a boyfriend, I want to stimulate him, but, he has no heart, his heart has been captured by a ghost, he has no heart, he has no heart, no heart at all" She grabbed Fang Siying's hand and glared at her. "I don't have a boyfriend, can you believe it"

"Yes," Fang Siying nodded. "Yes, I know. Sleep, sleep, sleep,

Erin closed her eyes, she was very, very tired, and now all the alcohol was working in her, her eyelids were heavy like lead, and her consciousness was wandering and hazy. She was still talking, talking, but the voice was no longer indistinct. She rolled over, hugged the quilt, and then, with a long sigh, tears still glistening on her long eyelashes, she seemed to be asleep.

Fang Siying didn't leave immediately, standing by the bed, she arranged the bedding for Erin, smoothed the pillow, and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. Then she whispered, "Listen, Erin, what a delicate relationship we have with the same man and have been the wife of the same man, and we have been, hostile positions aside. It seems that between us, there must be one of us who will suffer, either you, or me, or, most unfortunately, the two of us, what should we do, how to coordinate this embarrassment Erin, at least, let's not be hostile, if one day, you will think of me, you will feel that I have some contributions to you, then, love that child, love that child, love that child, love that child."

She turned around and hurried out of the room, tears covering everything up.

Irene sat in front of the window, stunned by the sunlight that filled the garden. The overnight hangover still made her groggy, and everything was vague last night, but she knew something had happened, something very important. Fang Siying, the strange governess, what she said to her, she remembered that Fang Siying had stayed in her room, she had told it, she had cried, the tears on the pillow were still fresh, then, the governess must have known the deepest secret of her heart, and what the governess had also said, what was it, she tried hard to remember, tried to think, but she couldn't remember anything

Last night, last night seemed like hidden in a thick fog, so hazy, so chaotic. The only real thing is what she saw when she walked into the living room and turned on the electric light. The couch, Fang Siying crouched there, like a kitten, Bai Peiwen hugged her tightly, with the deepest passion on her face, how could she not think through, how could it be, or, this is just her own hallucination or, there is no scene from last night at all, but, no, she still remembers Fang Siying's dress, she didn't wear glasses, yes, she didn't wear glasses these days, her long hair was draped, and she shivered violently in a light blue autumn dress, it is undeniable that the tutor is quite beautiful, but for a blind man, what about being beautiful

She got up irritably and circled around the room, and then, she opened the door and shouted in her throat: "Yazhu Yazhu Yazhu"

Azhu hurriedly ran from behind, stood on the stairs, and replied in a raised voice:

"Yes, ma'am," "What about Mr. Fang?" asked Erin.

"I went to school, and I went with Tingting." Azhu said in surprise.

Oh, really, how to be so confused, of course, went to school. Erin bit her lip, anyway, tonight she wants to have a good talk with this woman, she wants to ask her to walk, she must not allow anyone to invade her territory again, a ghost is enough, and a living person is running oh, she can't tolerate this, she must not tolerate "Mrs. Yazhu" cautiously. "Do you want to have breakfast?"

"Don't make me a glass of milk and take it upstairs."

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