Xia Xiaoxi put down her bowls and chopsticks and sat there, but she couldn't help crying. She didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable. An endless stream of tears mixed with the frustration that couldn't be relieved, kept flowing out of her body.
.I felt like a huge reservoir that exceeded the water level. My whole body was filled with tears, and I couldn’t stop crying no matter how hard I cried.
Maybe it was because she felt uncomfortable with the emptiness and coldness of the room, or maybe it was because she remembered that when she fell ill for the first time, Yan Yufeng personally stayed by her side and fed her medicine.
, although at that time, she was disgusted by his domineering attitude, but looking back now, she felt even more sad and disheartened than now.
Looking at the pills as big as candy on the table, her tears once again flowed uncontrollably. Her emotions were like a sword, piercing her heartache and cutting through her choking.
, which made her feel heartbroken and choked.
She took a few mouthfuls of rice and swallowed it, drank a few more mouthfuls of soup, and swallowed the pills into her throat. These were all prepared by Canliang for her. Of course she could not let him down.
After taking the medicine, she felt dizzy and wanted to sleep, so she fell on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
She slept very uneasily at night. She didn't know if it was because of the medicine she had taken, but she felt stuffy in her chest. One night, she kicked the quilt several times, but later, she felt as if she was being hugged by a huge arm.
, In that warm embrace, she slept soundly and at ease, and the smell of that familiar smell made her feel at ease.
morning
After she woke up, she felt much refreshed and better, but there was nothing behind her, without any warmth. She quickly turned her face, and there was no one on the bed except her. Yan Yufeng was not there.
, even his smell has faded away.
She was not sure whether Yan Yufeng existed last night, but the real feeling did not make her sure of his existence. Last night, she clearly remembered that someone held her tightly, giving her warmth and peace of mind.
, she slowly fell asleep, why this morning, could it be because she had a dream last night?
Seeing the emptiness behind her, her heart suddenly fell into the valley. Where did he sleep last night? On the sofa? Or in the living room, or in Xiaoqi's room. She didn't dare to imagine... and couldn't imagine. She thought too much.
My heart will hurt and I will be tired.
She touched the pillow next to her and seemed to see Yan Yufeng in the past, his handsome posture, his handsome and charming smile like a monster, his mysterious eyes that made people guess, and his occasional
Her doting care, as if, like a movie, was playing repeatedly in her mind all the time, going back and forth, lingering.
Her heart felt empty, her nose started to feel sore again, she wanted to cry but couldn't, but her eyes were extremely red.
She took a breath and regained her composure. She looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, which was beautiful and exquisite. The colorful lights were still spinning dazzlingly. She bit her lower lip and prepared to get up and get out of bed.
But suddenly she heard the shower room door open, and she immediately lay back down, closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep.
Originally, Yan Yufeng was inside, but why didn't she hear the running water just now? Is it because there was something wrong with her hearing? Or was it because... She closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to breathe, afraid that she would be let go if she took a breath.