I dreamed of Sheng Yanxuan holding Su Yingyue in his arms, looking at him with cold and unfamiliar eyes, as if he had never known him before.
Sheng Yanxuan in the dream was cold and noble. He was wearing a well-tailored suit and was handsome. He only had Su Yingyue in his eyes, turning a blind eye to herself. Chu Qingxue felt deep despair.
In the dream, Sheng Yanxuan hugged Su Yingyue and gently trimmed her broken hair. Their backs matched each other so well, making people envious, but he seemed to be an ugly and humble existence.
She wanted to catch up with them, want to keep pace with him.
But no matter how hard she tried, she was always isolated. No matter how hard she tried to get closer, they always kept a distance, and she couldn't touch Sheng Yanxuan at all.
Chu Qingxue opened her eyes suddenly and saw the white ceiling. She gasped and breathed in the fresh air.
This feeling of being on the verge of death was really bad. She couldn't help but feel lucky that it was just a dream, otherwise she would definitely go crazy!
She looked sideways out of the window, the sunlight shining on the floor through the glass, her hands tightly holding the sheets, her fingertips glowing blue-white.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a female nurse came in with a medicine box, "Miss, are you awake? Let's take your temperature first. You have a fever."
Chu Qingxue nodded. She already felt that her voice was hoarse.
"Thank you, please." She used her last strength to squeeze out a few words.
"It's okay, Miss, you're welcome."
After the female nurse helped Chu Qingxue take her temperature, she told her to drink more water and turned around and went out.
Chu Qingxue looked at the milk cup on the table. She picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. She was so thirsty that her throat hurt.
She was so weak that she slumped on the bed. She closed her eyes and her heart was beating violently. She covered her heart with her palms and kept telling herself not to indulge in failed relationships.
But she couldn't do it, she couldn't control herself. Once she thought about Sheng Yanxuan and someone else having loved each other so much before, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.
This time she lost completely. She didn't even understand where she lost. Why was she unwilling to give up?
Also, how could Sheng Yanxuan fall in love with me for no reason and treat me so well.
For so long, everything has been like a dream, but this dream will eventually wake up.
The real owner is back, why should I, the substitute, struggle so hard?
The corner of Chu Qingxue's mouth raised a sarcastic arc, since you are back, why should I continue to stay here!
She lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, pack her things and leave, but found that her feet were sore and weak. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself out of bed, but heard the door lock click.
Gu Jue stood at the door and was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Chu Qingxue had woken up, let alone that she would get out of bed directly.
"You..." He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
"Sorry to bother you these days."
Chu Qingxue glanced at Gu Jue indifferently, her tone distant and indifferent.
Her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had cried, but she could not hide the stubbornness in her eyes.
Gu Jue panicked and quickly stepped forward to support her.
"Sit down first. I bought you some chicken soup. You can drink some to warm your stomach first." Gu Jue said as he opened the thermos box, and a rich aroma filled his nostrils.
The chicken and wolfberry mixed together give off an attractive aroma.
Chu Qingxue looked at the chicken soup, a trace of disgust flashed between her eyebrows, and she subconsciously wanted to vomit. She covered her mouth and was shaking.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Gu Jue asked worriedly.
Chu Qingxue pushed Gu Jue away and ran into the toilet. She lay down next to the toilet and retched, but nothing came out.
She raised her head and saw that her face in the mirror was haggard and her eyes were red and swollen.
She looked at herself in the mirror, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. It turns out that I have grown old!
She looked at her right hand and saw a bruise on it. She slowly stretched out her hand and gently pressed the bruise. She remembered that Sheng Yanxuan liked to kiss this spot on her every time.
She gave a mocking smile. It seemed that she really missed Sheng Yanxuan. What kind of ecstasy soup did this man pour into her that she still misses to this day?
Suddenly, another feeling of nausea hit her. Chu Qingxue rushed into the bathroom, bent over and vomited.
The more she tried to vomit everything out, the harder she vomited, until finally there was nothing but yellow bile in her stomach.
She fell to the ground exhausted, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Drink some water." Gu Jue handed her a bottle of mineral water.
Chu Qingxue took the water, raised her head and drank it. Her cheeks were very pale.
"Am I suffering from gastric cancer? I have stomach pains or vomiting every day. I won't be terminally ill, right?" Chu Qingxue sighed and raised her head, tears falling down.
"What nonsense are you talking about! How could there be a terminal illness!" Gu Jue helped Chu Qingxue up from the ground and looked at her with hatred.
"It's good to be terminally ill. Anyway, I don't have a father to care for me and a mother to love me." Chu Qingxue coughed twice, tears welling up in her eyes again.
Only now did she feel that her life was really meaningless. She just wanted to find a place where no one was and die quietly, and that would be the end of it.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Aren't I just caring about you, and aren't your good sisters also accompanying you? Don't forget that you still have a company. Now that you think about it, what should you do with the company?" Gu Jue's tone was laced.
With his anger, he was really afraid that she would not be able to think about it. After all, Sheng Yanxuan was an obsession for her.
Hearing Gu Jue's words, Chu Qingxue stopped crying instantly. Yes, she still wanted to protect the company her mother had worked so hard to create. She couldn't just give up.
She just stared into the distance with empty eyes. Such a depraved look made Gu Jue feel heartbroken.
She stopped crying, but the expression on her face was still lifeless. Gu Jue couldn't bear it, so he picked up Chu Qingxue and walked to the hospital bed.
He put her on the bed and touched her forehead. It was indeed a little hot, "I have a fever. Let's wait until the fever subsides."
Chu Qingxue nodded dully and looked at the ceiling blankly.
Gu Jue wrung out the hot towel and applied it to her forehead. He held Chu Qingxue's cold hand and said, "Don't torture yourself like this. I feel sorry for you."
Chu Qingxue lowered her eyelashes and said in an ethereal voice, "Thank you."
Gu Jue's hand twisting the towel paused. He did not expect that she would suddenly say these three words. His eyes were slightly moist. Although her voice was very low, he could still hear her clearly.
"How can I thank you for this?" Gu Jue heated the milk and handed it to Chu Qingxue, then sat on the small chair next to her.
Just watch Chu Qingxue drink the milk quietly, and then lie down to rest.
He stared at Chu Qingxue's delicate sleeping face for a long time, and an inexplicable feeling came over him. He felt pity for her like this.