Who could tell her, she wondered, what her future was.

"What do you think? So focused? Yin Shaolong walked to the side of the bed and followed her gaze to look out the window, but he didn't see anything new.

"It's time to eat." Yin Shaolong spoke again with his own thoughts.

"I'm not eating." Xiang Tianlai spoke softly.

"I made your favorite stir-fried choy sum, eat a little bit." Yin Shaolong said patiently again.

Xiang Tianlai simply fell silent, not planning to stalemate with him again.

"Eat a little to recover well, you don't look good today, even if you hate me, you can't joke with your body." Yin Shaolong stood beside her and insisted.

Seeing that the woman in front of him still didn't move, the corners of Yin Shaolong's mouth pursed a sneer: "Xiang Tianlai, do you think I can't do anything about you." ”

Listening to his tone a little heavier, Xiang Tianlai still didn't move.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, Xiang Tianlai's temples jumped, and when he looked up, a pot of blooming jasmine was shattered all over the ground, and the soil and flower branches were mixed together.

"If you don't plan to ask for these flowers and plants, you just continue to insist and see if the flowers and plants are gone, I really can't do anything about you."

"Yin Shaolong......" Xiang Tianlai's eyes were a little wet, and he jumped off the bed and wanted to run over.

Looking at her bare feet, Yin Shaolong stretched out his arm to stop her, Xiang Tianlai looked at him with tears in his eyes, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Go back and put on your shoes, it's cold on the ground." Yin Shaolong looked directly at her and spoke softly.

Xiang Tianlai stared at him for a while, and finally turned around silently and went back to put on his shoes, a string of tears rolling down his cheeks.

Turning around again, Yin Shaolong didn't stop her again, but when she was about to squat, he said softly again: "Eat first, it's not good for your stomach if it's cold." ”

Xiang Tianlai lowered his head and looked at the jasmine in front of him, a few small flowers had fallen off in the brown-black soil, mixed with the fragments of some flower pots, which looked distressing.

Xiang Tianlai stared at the flowers on the ground for a long time, and finally walked to the dining table silently.

Yin Shaolong served her a meal and put it in front of her, but he didn't eat it, just stood behind her and stared at her back for a while, then turned around and walked out of the ward, and lit a cigarette with some self-deprecation.

If she ignores it, he's afraid he really can't do anything about her, right?

If he really had a way, how could he threaten her with a pot of flowers and plants? Is it that in her heart now, he is not more important than a pot of flowers?

Yin Shaolong suddenly felt ridiculous, so ridiculous that he could only use these despicable means, and no matter what he did, he still disgusted her in the end.

Xiang Tianlai sat at the table and ate one bite at a time, but tears slipped down her cheeks uncontrollably, even if she tried her best to endure it, in the end it still fell into the meal.

The moment Yin Shaolong pushed the door in, he saw this scene.

A heart was like a spasm, and the pain was so bad that he would rather die at that moment, so that he didn't have to see her cry anymore.

He suddenly didn't understand the point of all this he was doing. Is it too late, she doesn't need him anymore.

Yin Shaolong stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grab the bowl in Xiang Tianlai's hand, threw it aside, refilled half a bowl of rice for her, and then sat beside her, raised his hand to help her wipe the tears on her cheeks, and said softly: "It's me who is not good this time, I won't throw you next time, okay?" ”