His lips touched her softly a few times, and Jiang Jiu looked at him in surprise, until Wen Xili slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on her face deeply, and asked her, "Does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Jiu's eyes shrank slightly for a moment, she was obviously a little surprised, Wen Xili looked at her expression, her eyes deepened, and her face pressed down again......

……

When they parted, Jiang Jiu's clear eyes were already full of mist.

Her breath was slightly panting, her blurred vision reflected the man's deep eyes, and all the noisy thoughts in her mind were covered by the man's breath, almost blank.

He got it.

Ginger thought with some fear.

Wincyley knew about her illness.

She wants to fire Lin Dan...... No, she wants to sue Lin Dan, this bastard, who has no professional ethics, actually took her illness ......

There was a bit of cruel hatred in her eyes, Wen Xili looked at her face, stretched out his hand to hold her fingers, and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?" ”

“…… Do you know ......?"

"......," Wen Xili looked down at her.

Ginger wine was defeated in his eyes.

She looked away, sat up from the bed with some struggle, lowered her head, and tried to withdraw her hand from the man's palm.

Wen Xili squeezed her hand and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

Jiang Jiu lowered his head, his face sunk into the shadows, and his voice was a little hoarse.

“…… If I were also a madman, would you ......" She paused, her throat like it was stuffed with cotton, unable to speak.

Wen Xili reached out and took her thin body into his arms.

Ginger buried his face in his chest, and for the first time, tears flowed in front of him.

She asked in a low voice, "Xili, if I were also a madman, would you not want me anymore?" ”

Wen Xili looked up at her trembling lips and frightened eyes, and his fingers ran over the corners of Ginger's eyes, wiping away her tears.

"Yes." He lowered his voice and felt ginger wine stiffen all of a sudden, he grabbed her wrist and said, "So, you have to get better." ”

The tears on Jiang Jiu's face rolled down, and she said in a low voice with a little despair: "It's not curable." ”

"It's going to be fine."

"Lin Dan said, just separate." She looked at him and shook her head gently, "Xili, I don't want to separate. I don't want to lose you anymore. ”

She's so fragile and so lovable.

It looks like porcelain made of glass, and it looks indestructible, but if you accidentally let go of your hand, it will break.

It should be carefully held, placed on the most gorgeous shelf, and wiped the dust with a flannel cloth every day.

Wen Xili said softly: "No separation." ”

"......" Jiang Jiu looked at him blankly, lest he find the disgust in his eyes.

She had seen too many crazy people, her mother, the patients in Qingshan Hospital, Jiang Caiwei, and herself.

She knew how terrible it was for someone to lose control, and she didn't dare to let Wen Xili know that she was also such a madman.

The kidnapping planned by Ling Zihan dragged out her most terrible side, she thought she was fine, so many years have passed, and even, she didn't go to see Lin Dan again.

But it turned out that the one who collapsed herself had always been hidden in her heart.

All it takes is a fuse to blow everything she has now.

Who would love a madman?

Even Wen Xili doesn't want to be with a madman.