Luo Haochen was very upset about Xu Yeli's appearance. The last time Yun Mengxue got sick because of the rain, Xu Yeli was always taking care of her. It was also that time that he and Luo Haoning had a dispute over Chu Mengyao's affairs in the garden.

Looking at Yun Mengxue who was closing her eyes on the bed, Luo Haochen walked over with his eyebrows.

"You are really capable, and you always get sick on such a day."

The last time Yun Mengxue got sick was Chu Mengyao's death day. This time she got sick, it was the two days before and after Chu Mengyao's birthday. Was it a coincidence? Or...

With a confused mind, Luo Haochen sat by the bed, looking at Yun Mengxue's face that had slightly returned to normal skin color than before, and he didn't understand why there was such a fragile woman? He would get sick after a little wind blowing and sleeping on the sofa.

"It's really unbearable..."

Before he could finish his words to himself, Luo Haochen's eyes were stunned, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Me? Could it be... because of my relationship?"

I remembered that Yun Mengxue got sick for the first time at the Luo family because she was in the heavy rain for a long time before she got sick. It seemed that it was because of that time that Yun Mengxue fell into the root of her illness.

When Luo Haochen thought of what happened that day, he was extremely upset.

"Silly! How could there be such a stupid woman like you? If I let you get wet in the rain outside, you are really stubborn and never go into the house. How are you doing now? Is your body broken? "

Even though he knew that Yun Mengxue could not hear it, Luo Haochen kept complaining beside her.

In fact, Luo Haochen knew in his heart that when he said these complaints, he wanted to make himself less upset and less blame himself, and he would feel better. Otherwise, he would have been with him with guilt and Luo Haochen felt that he was about to be suppressed and could not breathe.

He is Luo Haochen, who hates the Yun family and wants to seek revenge on them. How could he make his pace and heartbeat for Yun Mengxue, and he still blame and worry constantly?

"Mengyao...Mengyao..."

Chu Mengyao's name was called over and over again in his heart. Luo Haochen wanted to use his nostalgia to obliterate the little bit of emotions he shouldn't have for Yun Mengxue.

Looking back on the day of Chu Mengyao's death, Luo Haochen was angry that Luo Haoning did not go to pay tribute to her, so the two had a very unpleasant quarrel. However, the angry Luo Haochen seemed to have forgotten another thing. Although Chu Mengyao left them forever that day, Luo Haoning was also sentenced to lose the right to stand and walk on that day.

And not only that, Luo Haoning's love for Chu Mengyao is something that cannot be described in words. If he does not go to the cemetery, it does not mean that he really forgot Chu Mengyao. He is just afraid that the scene will hurt the feelings, and the feeling that has been suppressed for a long time in his heart will eventually be unable to suppress himself.

How painful Luo Haoning was in his heart? Luo Haochen never stood in the other party's position to consider empathizing with it. He just kept complaining and blaming Luo Haoning, and ignored how much self-blame and pressure Luo Haoning, who had lost his lover and could not walk.

"Um...um..."

Yunmengxue's chilling moan interrupted Luo Haochen's thoughts, and he immediately stared at Yunmengxue with a nervous expression.

"Are you awake? What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Because of worry, some words were asked unknowingly. At that moment, Luo Haochen completely forgot the decision he had just made in his heart - you must restrain yourself! You must not be soft-hearted!

"It hurts...it hurts..."

I don’t know if Yun Mengxue really heard Luo Haochen’s voice or if she felt pain in her dream. However, based on Yun Mengxue’s eyes, Luo Haochen inferred that she should not be awake yet, it was just a murmur.

Whether it was muttering or really hearing it, Luo Haochen was completely patient and treated Yunmengxue as if he was coaxing a child.

"Where do you think it hurts? Can you tell me?"

Even Luo Haochen himself found this kind of question very ridiculous, but because Yun Mengxue is a patient, he will not care about so much for the time being, nor will he care about too much for the time being.

Yun Mengxue frowned and inserted the needle's hand slightly moved.

Luo Haochen glanced at Yun Mengxue's hand and immediately understood what was going on.

"Don't move around, just hold on for a while. If you move around, if you suck the needle, you have to re-engage it, it will hurt even more!"

While comforting Yun Mengxue, Luo Haochen gently rubbed her fingers at the connection between the back of her hand and wrist. Perhaps because of the infusion, the position was cold. Luo Haochen couldn't help but breathe, letting his fingers warmer before continuing to grop.

"Yunmengxue, I tell you, don't think you're proud of this. I did this because you are a patient now, so you'd better get better for me quickly, do you know?"

Luo Haochen deliberately said such words to make his actions more rational.

After a while, the medicine took effect, and a dense layer of sweat oozed out of Yun Mengxue's forehead. However, this time it was not cold sweat, but sweat that came out after her physical condition gradually improved.

Seeing Yun Mengxue's reaction, Luo Haochen's mouth inadvertently curled a smile, and there was always a sense of accomplishment in his heart when he took care of others and watched the other person improve.

Luo Haochen picked up a towel and gently wiped the sweat from Yun Mengxue's forehead. His movements were so gentle that he himself didn't notice the clues.

"Brother Haoning..."

Luo Haoning's name suddenly appeared, breaking the harmony at this time. Luo Haochen's hand froze, and his eyes were filled with strange emotions.

"Brother Haoning...Brother Haoning..."

Luo Haoning's name came one after another, and Yun Mengxue had no idea how ugly Luo Haochen's face was at this time.

Yun Mengxue was still muttering Luo Haoning's name in confusion, which immediately made Luo Haochen feel uncomfortable in his heart. He almost threw out the towel he was holding in his hand.

"It seems that your relationship with Luo Haoning is not very good. If you are like this, you can still recite his name. Yun Mengxue, you guy..."

The towel was tighter and tighter in Luo Haochen's hand. He knew that he shouldn't care too much about this, but he still couldn't control his anger.

"Xuan...Brother Xuan..."

As soon as Luo Haoning finished reading, he successfully aroused Luo Haochen's anger. Yun Mengxue opened her thin lips and changed her name.

However, Luo Haochen can be said to be unexpected, but it should be more relieved.

"Brother Xuan? Qi Wenxuan?"

Thinking of the man who was close to Yun Mengxue at the Shenghao Imperial Capital Restaurant, Luo Haochen knew that Yun Mengxue was thinking of him at this time.

Originally, Luo Haochen was very unhappy because Yun Mengxue murmured Luo Haoning's name, but when she heard her name again, Luo Haochen's unhappy eyes became a little expectant, and he also forgot that he should have hated Qi Wenxuan as well.

But why should we hold grudges? Why? This is a feeling that Luo Haochen has never been willing to face and admit.

Seeing Yun Mengxue's thin lips slightly moving, as if she was about to say something, Luo Haochen couldn't help but squatted beside the bed, like a child waiting for a deliberate ending, approaching Yun Mengxue's eyes widened, waiting for the next name to appear - Luo Haochen.

But Luo Haochen stared at him and waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the words "Luo Haochen" read from Yunmengxue.

"Yunmengxue, what about me? What about me?"

Seeing that Yun Mengxue stopped pronunciating her name, Luo Haochen seemed a little anxious and couldn't help but urge him to ask.

"What about my name? Why don't you call me? Why?"

Luo Haochen urged and pushed Yun Mengxue with his hands. Finally, when he realized his behavior, he frowned and stood up, looked down at Yun Mengxue, feeling all kinds of discomfort.

"Yunmengxue, you really turned me into a fool."

Putting the towel on the bedside table casually, Luo Haochen turned around and took a step when he heard the name he wanted to hear the most.

"Luo...Luo Haochen...Luo Haochen..."

Luo Haochen's eyes lit up, and a smile suddenly turned around without knowing it.

"Luo Haochen...is a bastard..."

This sentence stomped down Luo Haochen's high-spirited head, as if he was lit with dazzling fireworks all over his body and was suddenly poured on a pot of ice water that was not worthy of face by Yunmengxue.

"Is Luo Haochen a bastard? Haha, I should have expected it."

Didn’t this kind of thing be expected? Luo Haochen laughed at himself in his heart. It was because he was too out of date and gave himself an overestimation of his image in Yunmengxue’s heart. Although Luo Haochen was unwilling to admit it, he had to admit that in Yunmengxue’s heart, he was indeed not as good as Luo Haoning and Qi Wenxuan.

"Okay, the image of a bastard is more in line with the definition you gave me, so let's continue like this."

Luo Haochen glanced at Yun Mengxue with a bad mood. He didn't want to pretend to be his emotions. If he felt that he was quite happy after listening, then he would be mentally problematic.

Standing in front of the sink, listening to the sound of running water, looking at the face in the mirror that seemed a little angry and lost because of some kind of slut, Luo Haochen really wanted to smash himself with one punch.

Why do you care so much about what Yun Mengxue said in your heart? Why do you have to be satisfied from her words? What are you angry about? Didn’t those comments be obtained after doing too much?

Since all these are correct, what else is there to be upset?

I felt upset and irritated, and the water splashed onto the bright mirror surface. The water droplets slid down one after another, like scratches engraved on Luo Haochen's heart.

"Mirror is such a good thing. It can reflect so many facts that people are unwilling to admit. Mirror is also a bad guy. He obviously doesn't want to admit it, but he always shows it to people."

As he muttered, Luo Haochen shook his head and sighed deeply, raised his hand and turned off the light with a "splash".

"Okay, it's black... I can't see anything. Luo Haochen is still Luo Haochen. It's just because of poor Yun Mengxue's illness, so...so..."

The heart is full of threads, and the denials on the mouth are repeatedly ignored, but the steps of the heart are approaching little by little.

All night, Luo Haochen took care of Yunmengxue with all kinds of entanglements.

It was dawn in the morning, and a numbness made Luo Haochen frown and wake up.

Looking down at the little woman sleeping in his arms, Luo Haochen unknowingly smiled. Although it was very light and clear, it was fleeting, but the satisfaction and true smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

"If I hadn't been afraid that you would touch the needle on your hand in a daze, I wouldn't have hugged you and slept like this."

While making excuses for himself, Luo Haochen gently retracted his unreasonable arms. The uncomfortable feeling made him frown and grin, mocking himself in his heart. When did Luo Haochen become so ridiculous?

When his eyes touched the needle that had been pulled out and inserted last night. Luo Haochen even smiled even more contemptuously. What was he like? He spent the whole night talking to himself and himself in self-confusion.

"What are you... doing?"
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