Han Meiya subconsciously glanced at the back of her hand and let out a long sigh of relief.
Song Huaiqian reached out to touch her forehead again and said softly: "It's not so hot anymore. Does your leg still hurt?"
"It's okay." Han Meiya pretended to get up.
Seeing this, Song Huaiqian helped her sit up.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked, looking at the darkening sky outside.
"It's been a few hours," he said, "I asked the butler to bring you dinner."
Han Meiya nodded blankly, thinking about the dream she had just had.
Is this Qiu Ming giving herself a dream? That dream was so real, as if it was really going away.
The butler brought a small square table with Chinese food on it and placed it on the bed.
"Let's eat." Song Huaiqian picked up the bowl, took the spoon, and slowly scooped the porridge in the bowl.
Han Meiya retracted her thoughts and said, "I'll do it myself."
"If you feel uncomfortable, please stop moving." Song Huaiqian blew the porridge in the spoon and brought it to her mouth.
Han Meiya was frightened today and had a fever. She was really weak and too lazy to move.
"What's wrong? Don't you like to eat? Still have no appetite?" Song Huaiqian saw her thoughtful look and asked doubtfully.
Han Meiya looked at him and told him about the dream just now, "I just dreamed about Qiu Ming."
"Don't you always dream about him? Is there anything different this time?"
Han Meiya swallowed the porridge in her mouth and said faintly: "Qiu Ming told me in the dream that he left and no longer protected me. There is already someone to protect me. The dream is very real. He is really only at this time."
Have you gone to reincarnation?"
Song Huaiqian fed her a bite of food and said, "Meiya, do you know why I suddenly went to the ski resort to find you?"
When he asked this, Han Meiya also said in confusion: "Yes, you are working, why did you suddenly come to the ski resort to look for me?"
Song Huaiqian lowered his eyes and said, "You may not believe it when I tell you. I have been restless in the morning and can't concentrate on my work. There is always a feeling in my heart that something will happen to you. This is really uncomfortable.
Good feeling. I can’t work anymore, so I just went to find you!”
"Sure enough, something happened to you!" Song Huaiqian sighed and fed the porridge from the spoon into her mouth.
Han Meiya felt strange after hearing this, "Tell me, is this called telepathy?"
"Probably." He put down the bowl, looked up at her, and said, "I was originally an atheist. But what happened to you forced me to admit that there are some things that I really can't explain clearly.
.So, I think, if Qiu Ming gave you a dream and told you that he is gone, maybe he is really gone."
Han Meiya said nothing, sitting there quietly thinking about something.
"So, he said there are people who will protect me?"
Song Huaiqian looked at her with eyes as clear as a clear spring, but he smiled and said nothing.
Han Meiya didn't hear his answer and looked up at Song Huaiqian, "Speak."
There was unconcealable love in his eyes, which made Han Meiya react immediately.
"Lawyer Song..." She felt that she should have understood the secret in his eyes.
Song Huaiqian pushed the small square table away, wrapped his slender hands with his broad palms, and said to her affectionately: "Meiya, the person who protects you is me!"
"Song Huaiqian..." She looked at him blankly, her heart beating a little fast, already anticipating what he was going to say next.
Song Huaiqian said to her affectionately: "Meiya, actually I have liked you a long time ago. Every time I have a gathering at Jinghan's house, I deliberately don't drive there in order to be with you. When I see your face
With a smile, I am also happy and happy together. Do you know? You agreed that I would cook for you. How much encouragement does this give me? Meiya, in my heart, you are everything good and what I want.
Someone who will protect you for the rest of your life."
"Song——"
Song Huaiqian raised his index finger and pressed it lightly on her lips, "I haven't finished speaking yet."
"Meiya, when I suddenly felt a bad feeling today, my heart suddenly tightened and I was very scared. It turns out that you are so important to me that it has already penetrated into my bones."
He took her hand and put it to his lips, kissed it, and then said: "Meiya, I know you still have Qiu Ming in your heart. Maybe you don't know what your feelings are for me. It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
, you think slowly, I can wait. As long as you don't push me away."
Han Meiya looked at him in confusion, "So, you just confessed your love to me and are not in a hurry for my answer?"
"Yes. I know that all your heart has been given to Qiu Ming. I am willing to wait, wait for you to slowly let him occupy a corner of your heart; wait for you to slowly like me, accept me, and fall in love with me." Song Huaiqian was serious.
said.
Any girl would be touched by such an affectionate confession, right? Han Meiya is no exception. She is as strong as granite on the outside, but fragile on the inside.
In fact, she couldn't figure out her feelings for Song Huaiqian. She said she liked it, but it felt a bit off; but she said she didn't like it. Every time she was with him, she would be very happy and her heart would beat.
Maybe he is more than a friend but not a lover? She doesn’t know.
"Song Huaiqian, you are right. I do still have Qiu Ming in my heart, and I have not let him go yet. Every time I thought I had let him go, but it was not the case." Han Meiya said to him seriously: "Besides, I said
To be honest, I don’t know how I feel about you now. If I fall in love with you in such a confused way, I would be irresponsible to you and myself."
"It's okay, I told you, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for you." Song Huaiqian smiled at her and said.
"Is it worth doing this?"
"In my opinion, it's very worthwhile." Seeing her thinking about him, Song Huaiqian couldn't help but touch her face and said, "Don't worry about it. What we were like before is what we are like now. I confess to you
, I just don’t want to hide my love anymore.”
Han Meiya looked at him deeply, took two more deep breaths, nodded and said, "Okay, then we will continue as before."
"So, can you let go of my hand?" Han Meiya moved her wrist, complaining and saying, "I squeezed you so much that it hurts."
Song Huaiqian hurriedly let go of his hand, rubbed her again, and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Han Meiya said: "It's okay, okay. Well, you can take the table down. I still want to sleep for a while."
Song Huaiqian followed his words and said, "We will return home first tomorrow."
"Ah? I still don't want it. Haven't you finished your work yet?"
"It's good to have them here. I've explained all the important points." Song Huaiqian glanced at her injured leg and said, "It's not convenient for you to do anything here. It will be different when you go home."
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I'm not feeling well today, so I'll update a chapter.