She put the things she had made on the table. The heat in the plate warmed her heart a lot. This was what it felt like to be at home. She sat back on a chair, opened her lips slightly, and took a breath.
Becoming slightly hurried, Qing walked out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel. He put his hand on his stomach. In the past two days, he didn't feel very hungry because he was too worried, but now he
Really hungry.
He could already hear the drumming sound in his stomach, but he still had to endure it.
After walking out of the bathroom, he smelled an extremely fragrant smell in his nose, like the smell of food. He smelled it greedily. Was it because he was too hungry that he had such a hallucination? He actually smelled this
The fragrance seems to be something made by Lan.
He thought that when Lan was well, he would have to eat well, but that was not possible now, she needed to rest.
He raised his head and saw that Xiang Qinglan, who he had always thought was sleeping soundly, was now sitting at the table. Qing Qian smiled at him, and there were already four or five ready-made things on the table in front of her.
"Lan, why are you up?" Qing threw away the towel in his hand, walked forward quickly, and looked at him with reproachful eyes. However, when he saw the things on the table, his eyes became hot.
It's what he likes to eat.
"Lan, you shouldn't do this," even so, he still didn't agree with her doing this with physical injuries. She needed to rest, really need a good rest.
Xiang Qinglan stood up, and Qing hurriedly walked to her and supported her body. She was like this and still showing off.
Xiang Qinglan pulled away his hand and shook her head at him, indicating that she was fine. She took his hand and pushed him to the chair. However, her strength was really weak.
She brought a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of him. Maybe it was because of the heat, but her face was slightly pink, and Qing just looked at it.
There were two red dates floating in the bowl, with a faint sweet flavor. After swallowing his saliva, he seemed to be hungrier. He looked at Xiang Qinglan, who sat down again and pointed.
The bowl in front of him.
He cleared his mouth and smiled, picked up the bowl, and took a big sip. For a person who had been hungry for two days, this was really a delicacy in the world. Just like the day Xiang Qinglan picked him up, this was really what he ate.
The best thing ever.
Xiang Qinglan looked at the bowl in front of him and put all the red dates in his bowl into his bowl. Red dates are sweet in taste and warm in nature. They belong to the spleen and stomach meridian. They can nourish the body and qi, nourish blood and calm the mind, and have mild medicinal properties.
Qing, you have to recover quickly. She drank the porridge from the bowl. Qing picked up the chopsticks and felt that her hands were shaking a little. The two of them ate quietly. This was the slowest they had ever eaten.
One time, it was also the most difficult time. Xiang Qinglan ate very little, while Qing ate a lot. Touching her round belly, Qing smiled contentedly.
Finally I'm not hungry anymore, and Lan will be fine.
The smile on Xiang Qinglan's face when she looked at Qing also infected his mood. The two of them looked at each other intently, only for each other. However, when she turned her head, there was a scar in her eyes.
At night, there were only a few quiet street lights on the street. Except for the scattered cars passing by, everything seemed very quiet. The night wind blew slowly, and accidentally raised a corner of the curtain, and then,
The wind passed without a trace.
Xiang Qinglan opened her eyes in the darkness. She sat up, reached out and turned on the small lamp on the bedside, and then the room became hazy.
She turned around and looked at Qing, who was sleeping on the other side. There was a hint of exhaustion on the young man's face. He was sleeping very soundly, which could be heard from his breathing.
Blinking her eyes gently, there was a mist in her eyes. She carefully opened the quilt on his body. Feeling the cold, Qing just shrank down but did not wake up. After two days of not sleeping,
He really didn't have any strength left.
Carefully opening his arm, Xiang Qinglan suddenly covered her mouth. The moisture in her eyes finally began to condense and kept falling down. Big teardrops hit Qing's eyes.
On his arms, and between his arms, there were some shocking needle holes.
Three, exactly three, big pinholes, you can see how painful it will be at that time.
Qing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she shook her head from time to time and whimpered. She couldn't bear the pain anymore, so she covered herself with a quilt. Only the suppressed crying came from the quilt.
How painful it was to cry silently like this. She bit the back of her hand, letting two rows of deep tooth marks fall on her skin. When she lost her husband, she did not cry. When she lost her voice, she
She didn't cry. The only two times she cried the most in her life were when she lost her baby and when Rang Qing was injured.
Qing, how can you be so stupid? She is not worthy, not worthy.