The doctor looked up at the thermometer in his hand, and then said with a blank face: "High fever, 42 degrees." If you come a little later, you will probably burn out your brain. ”

Leng Mo looked at the girl on the hospital bed steadily, and her handsome eyebrows were tightly locked.

His trembling hands betrayed his nervousness and fear.

"You really are. Obviously older than girls, but still don't know how to take good care of girlfriends. Your girlfriend is burned to this extent, so you sent it over. The doctor sighed as he adjusted the drip, "Alas, young man, you must know how to cherish the people in front of you. You know what? ”

Leng Mo's thin lips moved slightly, "She's not ......"

She's not my girlfriend!

He wanted to say so. But halfway through, he didn't want to say it again.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

After the doctors and nurses left, only Qin Chenchen and Leng Mo were left in the ward.

Leng Mo pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the hospital bed.

He tuck the corners of the quilt for her, and then fix his eyes on her little face.

The original little face was burned red. At this moment, perhaps due to the effect of the potion, his face faded from redness and gradually became pale.

Pale as a thin piece of paper, extremely transparent. Even her lips have lost their color.

He pinched her slightly baby fat cheek and said softly, "Fool! Why don't you go back and wait there? ”

Outside the window, the night is silent. The rain that fell in the afternoon left nothing but the world cold and withered.

The phone buzzed.

Leng Mo walked to the window and answered the phone.

"Hey!" As usual in a cold voice, there was no hint of nervousness.

"Okay, I got it."

Accepting the phone, Leng Mo squeezed his eyebrows. The tiredness that had been pent up for a long time was also revealed.

He stood in front of the window and looked out at the night for a long time. It wasn't until the man in the hospital bed muttered in pain that he turned around.

Holding her little hand, his expression was dazed like never before.

"A life is so long, why do I have to do it?" He muttered to himself. "I don't advise you. Isn't it? ”

Qin Chenchen was in pain, even if she fell asleep, she twisted her little face. The black thick eyelashes quivered, and then the wetness flowed out.

She began to dream of aphasia.

"Don't... Don't come here... I don't want to see you......"

Leng Mo came back to her senses and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I hate you, Leng Mo... I don't like you anymore... You go away... Go away......"

Leng Mo's body stiffened, and then, pain hit from all four limbs.

He grabbed her little hand tightly and asked, "Why do you hate me?" ”

“... You don't want me... Go away... I don't like you......"

Leng Mo let go of her little hand and evoked a bitter and decisive smile.

"Don't you like it?" He looked at her pained little face and said, "That's for the best." Hope you... Never like me. ”

Getting up, he turned and walked towards the door.

"Brother...... "The little lovely man behind him is dreaming again." Brother... I like you... Loved it... Loved it... No... Don't leave me ......"

The tall back that was about to leave stiffened suddenly!

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This is the nth time Qin Chenchen has dreamed of himself in his previous life.

Still in that ward, pink jasmine blooming quietly on the windowsill.

The sun poured in, jumping on the handsome boy's hair, eyelashes, nose, clothes, and his pale fingertips.

He's breathtakingly beautiful.

Such a handsome person, such a proud son of heaven, should be proud and high-spirited.

But no.

He's not happy!

Even, he was very sad!

His deep eyes melted with deep sadness.

He sat down in front of the hospital bed, leaned over, and landed a feather-like kiss on her little pale face.