He fetched hot water, wrung it out with a new towel, and wanted to wash her face. She dodged, wanting to refuse. He said softly: "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, wait a while, Huang Hui's parents will come to see you......"

She was stunned, not knowing how Li Huan explained to Huang's mother. They must have called themselves and found out that something was wrong and worried about themselves.

The pain of losing a child, the white-haired person sending the black-haired person is already a great sorrow in life, and now, I have to worry about myself.

How can I be worthy of them and Huang Hui?

It's a shame to be a person who can't even die by suicide.

She was suddenly ashamed.

"I only told Mrs. Huang that you have a cold and fever, so she didn't have to worry too much. And Zhuzhu, she texted you and called again, and I also explained it to her for you, so that they wouldn't worry. I replied to all the messages that sent you messages and greetings during the New Year......"

He was careful and never spread her "suicide" - not good news, was it?

She breathed a sigh of relief.

He carefully began to wash her face and hands, then rinsed her mouth, applied a thick layer of lip oil to her chapped lips, and then took a comb and slowly brushed her hair.

It was the first time he had served her when she was sick—would he have served a woman like that when he was an emperor?

He didn't even notice the huge change in himself.

Now, it's just a matter of course, just like all ordinary men in this era.

Her hair was tangled and messy, like a chicken coop.

He carefully combed it slowly, and it was not easy to get it straight. Her head moved suddenly, and he thought it hurt her, and said softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

She shook her head: "How did you know that Zhuzhu was texting me?" ”

After his mobile phone was robbed, he didn't use it anymore, how could Li Huan see the text messages?

He smiled: "After I learned about the accident, I went to get you a save number, your previous number was backed up, so, all exist." The phone I bought is the same one you lost......"

On the day of Huang Hui's funeral, he brought her a mobile phone, but she was in a trance at that time and didn't notice it at all. She remembered that night, when she answered her phone, and she never thought about why the phone came back inexplicably.

Li Huan showed her the phone, and she found that it was indeed the same model, but the phone was brand new.

If you lose your phone, you can replace it with an identical one, you can report the loss of the number, and even the previously stored address book can be backed up. But what about people? When a person dies, where do they find an identical one to come back? It would be nice if the same person could also mass-produce!

It's a pity that people can't back up!

Li Huan played for a long time before she straightened out all her hair, put it behind her shoulders, and put down the comb: "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, what do you want to eat?" Do you want to eat glutinous rice balls? Just eat two, one is fine......"

She shook her head.

Li Huan helped her sit on the head of the bed, opened the curtains, the sky was completely bright, and at a glance she could see the colorful balls and colorful flags outside, and her vision was a little lower, it was the winter roses on the terrace, and there were water droplets on the flower branches, obviously because of the light rain last night.

She watched quietly for a while, thinking, what was she doing on the first day of the Lunar New Year last year? It was the first time I went to Li Huan's villa, that is, there a group of little tyrants were inexplicably released, and since then, the door of misfortune of fate has been opened, and only then has the "remote control" coveted, Huang Hui's tragic death.