Chapter 24: The Beginning of Emotions (1)

"I prepared for this opportunity for two years, but it fell short, and I failed."

"Why am I so unlucky, why can't God let me go?"

"I'm so tired, so hard, so uncomfortable, my heart hurts."

"Why did this to me? Why? ”

A muffled murmur revealed endless sadness and pain.

The wounds that are usually reluctant to show people are all revealed on this rainy night when no one is around.

The tall and handsome man sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the painful whispers, and his heart ached.

Under the strong and brave appearance, she is just a fragile heart, she is just an orphan without a father and mother, she has nothing, even if she cries, she can only hide and cry.

He couldn't help but take the girl into his arms anymore, caressing his back, again and again, full of patience, and his eyes had a little more tenderness.

Xiaowu seemed to feel the warmth of the pulse, and the burning embrace made her gradually calm down, her brows gradually loosened, and her breath calmed down.

He adjusted a position to make her sleep more comfortable, and couldn't help but help her comb her wet hair, the feeling of the tentacles made him stunned, he never knew that a girl's hair would be so soft and smooth......

Ye Xiaowu didn't know how long she had been groggy, repeatedly tormented in ice water and hot flames, ice and fire, she was so uncomfortable that she was dying, thinking that she couldn't hold it anymore.

But after a while, a warm embrace rescued her from fire and water, hiding in the familiar and strange arms, she felt very safe, her heart was indescribably peaceful, her whole body was warm, and she wanted to sleep like this for the rest of her life.

I don't know how long later, she opened her eyes blankly, and a ray of sunlight shone in from the outside, refracted onto the ceiling, and there was a halo of light, which was very dazzling.

Her eyes circled around, the pale yellow walls, the milky white ceiling, the elegant decoration, and the exquisite European furniture, all of which showed a remarkable and elegant taste.

Her head was like paste, she couldn't react for a long time, and she struggled to sit up, but her body was like a soft noodle, and she was tired and out of breath when she moved.

But the strange place made her very uneasy, and she was in a hurry to get up.

The door was gently pushed open, and a mellow voice rang out, "Are you awake?" ”

Xiaowu followed the voice and looked over, it was Lei Keji, dressed casually, looking a few years younger.

She was relieved, and a frightened heart fell to the ground, "Where is this?" ”

She didn't realize that she trusted him beyond the ordinary, she only felt that when she saw him, her whole body relaxed.

Lake had placed the tray on the table next to the bed, stepped forward to help her up, and leaned behind her with two pillows.

"Where I live, you've been sick for two days, and you're all burned, and if you don't wake up, I'm going to carry you to the hospital, what's uncomfortable? Still have a headache? I cooked millet porridge, drink it quickly. ”

He took a small bowl and scooped a spoonful to her mouth, and the aroma of steaming millet porridge hit her nose.

Xiaowu realized that her stomach was growling, and she blushed a little embarrassedly, "I'll do it myself." ”

She stretched out her hand weakly to take it, but Lake had flashed lightly and easily avoided it, "Sit down, your body is very weak, don't spill the porridge on the bed." Come, drink. ”

Xiaowu pursed her lips, her little face turned even redder, she opened her mouth, and the warm porridge ran down her throat, which was much more comfortable.

Spoonful by spoonful to her mouth, his expression focused and his movements extremely gentle.