The corners of his mouth, unable to hide the smile, kept bending the corners of his lips upward.

Lin Sese poured water and handed it to him, but Leng Xizhe held her whole hand and stared at her eyes affectionately: "Cersei ......"

Because he was still having a low-grade fever, his palms were still a little hot, and the heat spread to Lin Sese's palms, which warmed her whole body.

His warmth is different, warm and moist like a piece of jade that has been covered with heat, and there will be no hurtful edges and corners.

Unlike Li Weiting's gentleness, you will always worry about whether he will become a demon who hurts himself in the next second.

"You drink a little water first." Lin Sese looked at him distressedly, his face was a little red, but it was not red, it was a sickly crimson.

"Yes." Leng Xizhe responded with a light smile, held the water cup to his mouth, and looked at Lin Se and Se while drinking water.

The whole person had an unconcealable joy, and he looked at her so stupidly that he drank the whole glass of water.

Lin Sese looked a little embarrassed, and smiled lightly, and it was not until he finished drinking that she took the cup from his hand and put it on the bedside table.

The room was silent all of a sudden, as if suddenly neither of them knew what to say.

Leng Xizhe looked at her eagerly, while she lowered her head slightly shyly. Her long hair slid down slightly, covering half of her face.

Leng Xizhe reached out and picked up her strands of hair, and gently pinned them behind her ears.

Her ears, thin and small, soft and soft, had a lovely pink color, like the ears of a little girl.

"Nervous." Leng Xizhe's hand hung down and landed on her hand, and she shook it casually, and the temperature of her palms blended with each other, making both of them heartbeat.

"If you are willing to come to see me, does it mean that you can give me a chance." Leng Xizhe's gaze danced with bright light, which was full of expectations, burning as stone, and people couldn't bear to refuse.

Lin Sese bit her lip slightly.

She thought of the slap Li Weiting slapped her, the wound on her forehead, his uncertainties, his family background, the relationship between them, the various things between them, and in the end, she just sighed.

In those days, he was kind to her and doted on her, and she did have ripples in her heart, and she was slightly moved. But all of this was shattered by that slap, and at the same time shattered her Cinderella dream.

She still wanted to persuade Lin Xiaomo to stop her love, but she fell unconsciously. Fortunately, his unchangeable violence stopped her daydreaming in time.

The unattainable Li family, and the domineering and arrogant Li Sanshao are not what an ordinary little woman like her should have hope for.

What she needs is a steady happiness, like a trickle of water, to be able to flow through her life.

Instead, like Li Weiting did to her, he was in a hurry and gave up.

He can't give her a long life, and the only thing he can give her is Leng Xizhe.

They have been thinking about each other for six years, and if they are really together, it will be the fairiest ending in the world.

Thinking of this, Lin Sese bent the corners of his mouth indifferently and whispered, "Xizhe, I want to give you a chance, but I ...... I'm no longer worthy of you. ”

"Cersei, are you still worried about these to this day?" Leng Xizhe's tone was anxious, "Even if I know the relationship between you and Li Weiting, have I ever retreated?"

To love someone is to tolerate everything about her, not to mention, those are your involuntary body, and I should tolerate it even more. ”

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