Leng Qirui's whole body was very hot, as if it was burning in the fire of moxibustion, and it was so cold for a while, like being thrown in the ice and snow, struggling in pain, and constantly calling a name in his mouth.

Looking at the burned delirious face, listening to the indistinct Tingting, Qingting's heart ached, and tears came out of his eyes again.

She's so weak, shamefully weak!

But maybe it's the only time in her life to cry to her heart's content, for Aiqing, for the man she loves deeply, it's okay!

After being in a coma for two days and two nights, Leng Qirui finally woke up, and at first glance he saw two swollen eyes like peaches.

No matter how strong a man is, he will be sick, he will be sick, and he will be vulnerable.

Seeing him wake up, Qingting's eyes sparkled, and he was ecstatic, and he rushed over to wipe his forehead, and his body temperature was finally normal.

"Are you awake? What do you think? Still uncomfortable? Thirsty or not? Do you want to drink water? ”

The dim light hit her, crossing a layer of gentle gold edges, a little less hard, a little more fragile.

At this time, she was just a simple girl who was full of joy when she saw him wake up.

His heart was hot for a while, and he held her hand tightly, "Tingting, come back to me, okay?" ”

His face was very pale, and his tone was weak, but his expression was very determined.

Qingting didn't expect that the first thing he said when he woke up would be this, he couldn't help but be stunned, his heart was like numbness, and his emotions were difficult to control for a while.

She turned her body uncomfortably and picked up the hot water cup on the table, "This water is a little hot, you can drink it after a while......"

Leng Qirui didn't change the topic according to her meaning, and stubbornly held his little hand, "I like you more than before, I care about you more, I love you more, without you by my side, I feel that nothing is interesting, it's all messed up......"

Maybe the moonlight is too beautiful, maybe the body is too weak, maybe the light is too gentle, and the longing that weighs on the bottom of my heart spouts out like a fountain.

Without her, he was very unhappy, and everything was messed up.

Qingting felt a stab in his heart and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he grabbed it too tightly and couldn't break free, so he sighed softly, "Take care of your illness, you're burned." ”

Very powerless and helpless, but they are not suitable!

Leng Qirui knew that she was a decisive character, but she didn't expect him to plead so lowly, and she refused to look back.

"I know you have my ...... in your heart"

Qingting had mixed feelings, and rubbed his sore eyebrows helplessly.

"So what? You have your responsibilities, I have my mission, we can't stay together, and we are not suitable to be together, this is my fate and you. ”

Sometimes, love is just a pale feeling.

People must learn to accept their fate and recognize reality!

She said it very ruthlessly, very simply, without dragging the mud and water, this is her attitude towards feelings, with Rui Shao's arrogant temperament, how can she stand the ruthless rejection of others?

She waited for him to lash out, for him to scold, for him to turn his face and pull away.

But disappointed her, he didn't get angry, just sighed faintly, "My parents are business marriages, but my mommy loves my daddy very much, and in my memory, she has been staying at home, waiting for a man who won't come home, day after day, year after year, until that day ......"

The cold voice became more and more dim and painful in the misty night.

The turbulent past came slowly from his mouth, and it seemed so plain, as if it was not his family affair and had nothing to do with him.