My heart throbbed hard.

The doctor placed the dinner plate on the table, and Jin Yingluo glanced at it.

"Also, the thing I drink the most is porridge."

Seeing that Leng Xia was silent, Jin Yingluo closed her eyes tiredly, and a burst of fragrance floated by.

"Let's have something to eat, although...it's still porridge."

"I'm sorry, Master, that share is yours, because the spoon..."

"Get back!"

Jin Yingluo frowned, spoon? She remembered that once when she was forced to feed him, he was very strange and refused to spit out the spoon. He also said that he would use that one exclusively in the future.

Does that spoon have a special meaning? But now, Leng Xia didn't replace the spoon, but used it to scoop up a spoonful of porridge and put it in front of her mouth.

Jin Yingluo looked at it carefully and saw that it was very ordinary! It was no different from other spoons.

"What are you looking at? Open your mouth."

"I have no appetite, I don't want to eat."

"Don't you want to recover quickly?"

"New injuries will come after recovery, I don't want to."

"..." Leng Xia was silent, taking a spoon and stirring it in the bowl.

The quiet atmosphere was like atmospheric pressure in the body, almost exploding.

"I know I'm not qualified to ask you out now, but it's late and I want to rest."

A naked excuse. If you are unconscious, can you still sleep?

"I'll leave after you finish."

"Leng Xia, I'm really tired, I almost have no energy to breathe."

"Me too."

"..."

"Seeing you comatose makes me go crazy. Seeing you being distant and indifferent to me makes me miserable."

Jin Yingluo raised her head, unable to let him see the moisture in her eyes.

She admitted that she had developed feelings for this man, and it was like a cancer or a germ that had multiplied and multiplied in her body.

Holding back tears for a while, I sighed helplessly, "I'll finish eating and you'll leave. Keep your word."

"kindness."

She sipped the porridge from the spoon. It was smooth and glutinous but tasted like chewing wax.

After feeding her, Leng Xia began to eat his own portion. Jin Yingluo knew that he was procrastinating, but there would always be a time when he was done eating, and he would have to leave sooner or later.

The porridge was finished, and not a single bit of the side dishes was left.

"You can go."

"......good"

"Don't come again."

"..."

Jin Yingluo looked so sad and worried when she saw his lonely back.

"Knock knock knock..."

Hoarse voice: "Come in."

"I'm sorry, Miss Jin, I'll put away the tableware."

"Well." After a pause, "Do you know what's different about this spoon? Why does your young master only use this spoon."

The servant bent down and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Jin, but Butler Weiss knows about it, but we don't know."

"oh."

Just after I finished speaking, Weiss happened to come in.

"Excuse me, Miss Jin, I'm here to get the young master's coat." He pointed to the sofa.

"Well, I was just about to ask you, why does Leng Xia not use this spoon?" She reached for the spoon, raised it and shook it.

Weiss was startled.

"Isn't it convenient to say it?"

The young master has already announced that Miss Lin is the young mistress, so there is no harm in saying it.

"It's not inconvenient because... Miss Jin has used that spoon."

"...."

She didn't know when Weiss left, she didn't know when the lights went out, she didn't know when she lay down, she didn't know when she put the quilt over her head.
Chapter completed!