After that day, Xia Qianchen became extremely depressed. She locked herself in the study room, locked the door, and wouldn't even open the door when Young Emperor Nangong knocked on the door.
Xia Qianchen turned on her computer and frantically searched for any news related to ALS.
She looked at it bit by bit, and some said it could be cured, while others said it couldn't be cured.
In most cases, they will die.
She also saw many pictures of ALS patients. In the later stages, their bodies atrophied and they could not walk or move. How could Leng Tianchen, who had always loved handsomeness, tolerate being like this?
Xia Qianchen's heart tightened, and as for her, what did she do when Leng Tianchen learned that she was ill?
Use him...
Xia Qianchen held her hair tightly with both hands and leaned against the table.
When she thought of the way Leng Tianchen looked at her, she felt so sad that she couldn't help it.
Suddenly there was a movement outside the door, and Young Emperor Nangong asked someone to unlock it.
There were no lights on in the room, only the light from the screen flickered.
Xia Qianchen wiped her face quickly and heard him walking towards her in a deep voice: "Why don't you eat?"
"I'm not hungry."
"Why don't you sleep."
"I'm not sleepy."
"Why did you shut yourself up in your room?"
"My mind is very confused right now... I want to be quiet for a while." Xia Qianchen said in a deep voice, "You want me to be quiet for a while?"
"I've given you enough quiet time," Nangong Young Emperor couldn't help but said, lifting her up from the chair, "Wash your face, eat something, and have a good rest."
"Don't worry about me."
"..."
"I told you to leave me alone for the time being!" Xia Qianchen pressed her body hard.
Young Emperor Nangong held her firmly with his big hands, not allowing her any room to break free until she lost her strength.
"Have you had enough trouble?" he said, "I am your husband. Who cares about you if I don't care about you?"
Xia Qianchen was speechless. Yes, Young Emperor Nangong was the only relative she had now. Would she still want to hurt him completely?
"I'm in a bad mood. I'm just afraid that my bad mood will be passed on to you... so..."
"You've passed it on to me."
"sorry."
Young Emperor Nangong pulled Xia Qianchen to the bathroom, wet a towel and wiped her face.
Her eyes were swollen from crying. He frowned and wiped them carefully like he was taking care of a child.
Xia Qianchen stared at him blankly, and in a daze, she seemed to see Leng Tianchen standing in front of her, holding a towel in his hand, with the same evil smile as before:
【I didn’t expect you to cry sometimes.】
【I thought your heart was made of stone and you would never shed tears.】
[I see your eyes are swollen from crying, like a little cat.]
【Hey, Xia Qianchen!】
It was as if he was calling her loudly in her ear, but when she regained consciousness, what Xia Qianchen saw was the face of Nangong Young Emperor.
Sitting on the first floor, eating the porridge that Young Emperor Nangong fed her.
Xia Qianchen was also in a daze when she saw Leng Tianchen holding up a bowl to feed her:
【Take a bite and I'll feed you.】
【I just fed you porridge, now you feed me.】
…
I remembered that no matter where she was in the past, he would always follow her and pester her.
Her mantra is always cold: [I am very busy.] [I have no time.] [Get out of here!]
But he still chased her, shamelessly, and refused to let go.
So much so that every time he suffered a serious blow from her, he would smile and say:
【Qianchen. Thank you for being so busy and coming to hurt me personally.】
…
Scenes that she had tried so hard to forget suddenly became extremely clear, as if a movie was being replayed.
Xia Qianchen's ears seemed to have become extremely sensitive, and she heard his voice saying:
[I'm sorry Qianchen...I can't be your big tree anymore...]
That vague sentence, she didn't realize what he said until now.
The pain of being stabbed in the heart.
A tear slipped from the corner of his eye and fell into the porridge.
Young Emperor Nangong's hand holding the bowl finally froze and he coldly put it back on the coffee table.
It was the first time he saw Xia Qianchen so sad, and seeing her so lost, it was as if her soul had been poached away.
This had to make him question her feelings for Leng Tianchen.
"Do you love him?" he asked in a cold voice.
Xia Qianchen seemed not to hear his voice.
He cupped her chin coldly: "Do you love him?"
Xia Qianchen was pinched in pain, and when she regained consciousness, she looked into his cold eyes.
Leng Tianchen was their thorn in each other's side. As long as his name was mentioned, Young Emperor Nangong couldn't control himself!
Xia Qianchen and Leng Tianchen have known each other since they were children. They have a deep enough relationship. The past between them is beyond his reach. There is no way he can get involved in Xia Qianchen's past.
As for Xia Qianchen, the reason why she is so sad is not only because she has deep family-like feelings for Leng Tianchen, but also because she blames herself too much for her actions.
She thought about the past carefully, but she didn't think of anything good about her towards Leng Tianchen.
Is it wrong to love someone?
Is it wrong to pursue your love?
But she was real. She stepped on Leng Tianchen's heart, wishing that he would live too tenaciously and crush him to pieces.
"I... want to go find him." Xia Qianchen said in a low voice, "I still have a lot to say to him."
"..."
"Can you help me find him?" Xia Qianchen held Nangong Young Emperor's hand, "I'm afraid that those words... I will never have time to say..."
Young Emperor Nangong stared at her with cold eyes and asked, "What do you want to say to him?"
"a lot of."
"Then what about me?" he asked mockingly, "Are you running out of things to talk about?"
Xia Qianchen was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to why Nangong Young Emperor would ask like this: "This is a matter between me and Leng Tianchen, please don't involve us."
"Then what do you think when you see him?"
"He is almost dead, shouldn't I see him?"
"Since he will die, do you think he wants to change the ending?"
"Can I change his ending? If I can, I will!" Xia Qianchen said with a bitter smile, "It's a pity that I don't have that much power!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Young Emperor's expression changed even more.
He suddenly pressed her hand, his expression was very angry, but soon turned into inexplicable sadness.
He asked word for word: "If you can save him, you will definitely do it?"
"Why not?"
"Whatever it takes?"
Xia Qianchen did not hesitate: "No matter what the cost."
Young Emperor Nangong took a deep breath, turned away, turned around and left.