He hung up the phone without any delay.

Back to silence, Wen Xue's ears were all her sobs.

She couldn't help crying, and she lowered her hands to hug her knees, crying in her small room.

She and Jiang Xiao broke up.

They broke up as soon as they said they had broken up.

She was still calling him excitedly this morning and sending him a WeChat message, thinking about him in her heart, but at night... they are no longer lovers.

She really hates Jiang Xiao so much, why did he do this? Is she always misread him? He is really just a frivolous prodigal son?

He and Xu Lan really had to be together. After the quarrel, she happened to help him be considerate to him, so he followed suit and asked her to be his girlfriend.

She gave her sincerity, but for him she was just an optional existence in a vacant period.

But what about the words he said to her? Are they all fake? Have they also said to many women?

Wen Xue cried very sadly, and her heart was in pain.

A heart is like being stalked by a knife, the body is filled with cold chills, and even the blood seems to be solidified.

It's so cold this winter night.

Wen Xue couldn't raise her head from her knees, she kept crying, kept crying.

The crying echoed in the bedroom.

"Jiang Xiao..." She choked and called his name, crying, "Why did you treat me like this... Why..."

She cried so hard that she couldn't help but know that the person was not sad at all.

Even if she fainted from crying today, she was just pretending to be herself in his eyes.

All the feelings were worthless by what he said, and everything she did became ridiculous. Will he not remember who Wen Xue was after a while?

She has never given such sincerity to a man, but why should she play with her feelings?

He could not accept her, he could reject her from the beginning, why did he play with her...

She was so sad.

So sad.

Tears wet her pajamas and quilts, and she kept crying.

When she cried until she had no strength, only her sob was left in the bedroom.

It was quiet all around, there was no moonlight tonight, and there was only endless darkness in the bedroom.

...

Wen Xue had a fever the next day.

The nanny shouted outside the door for a long time without any movement. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Wen Xue lying on the bed and the quilt had already fallen to the ground!

She was frightened and ran over.

When I touched Wen Xue's forehead, it burned violently.

She hurriedly wrapped a blanket for Wen Xue and asked the driver to take her to the hospital.

Wen’s father and Wen’s mother were not in Ancheng, and the eldest young master was on a business trip, and only the nanny was taking care of Wen Xue at home.

Wen Xue was so hot that she kept talking nonsense, but the nanny couldn't hear what she was saying.

"Why did you have a fever? I was still alive yesterday. The weather was cold, so it seemed that I had to keep warm." The nanny said to herself.

The doctor put a bottle of water on Wen Xue, while the nanny sat by the bed to take care of Wen Xue.

Wen Xue's face was flushed, her black hair was scattered on the pillow, and her little hand was pricked, and her face looked very haggard.

This fever lasts for three days.

It was already three days after Wen Xue woke up. She opened her eyes blankly and looked at the hospital ceiling, her nose full of smell of potion.

The smell irritated her nerves, and her nose felt sore and tears fell from her eyes.

The pillow is wet.

She remembered that she had a fever.
Chapter completed!