She couldn't adapt to his personality. She felt her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe. Was it because of Xiaoqi's injury that made him so cold? Was it because she told the truth?
Can Yu Feng sympathize with Xiao Qi and hate her?
Now, even the way he looks at her has changed.
Just now, when she slammed the door and walked out, she thought he would run out as fast as possible and catch up with her. Even when she rushed out of the room, she looked back countless times, but she still didn't see him.
.
Was he standing there in a daze or sitting by Xiaoqi's bed and waiting for her? She didn't know, and she didn't dare to imagine. She didn't dare to imagine that what happened that morning would happen again.
Yan Yufeng's sudden indifference was like the snow that suddenly fell in June, freezing people to death before they had time to prepare.
Yang Qi has been in a coma for more than a week. Although the wound is almost healed, no matter what medicine she takes or what injection she gets, she is still lying there, motionless, like a dead person, but she
But he didn't die.
When she went out, Canliang had already arrived. They all stayed in Xiaoqi's room. Canliang changed medicine for her. Her wounds had almost healed and her complexion was much better, but she was nowhere to be seen.
wake.
Xia Xiaoxi was also a little worried, but when she saw Yan Yufeng's anxious and worried face, that expression seemed to be more nervous and worried than everyone here, Xia Xiaoxi bit her lower lip to avoid him, and she helped him
Holding his forehead, he came downstairs.
Sitting at the dining table, eating the dinner prepared by Mrs. Zhang alone, eating alone seemed even more indifferent.
She lowered her eyes, and her eyes became moist. She picked up the dishes on the plate and felt that she had no appetite. She took a few bites of rice and came to the sofa.
The madman was sleeping in a corner of the sofa. After not seeing him for a few days, he became much calmer because of her neglect.
I still remember that Yan Yufeng did not allow her to keep a dog. She had a fight with him and almost died because of such a thing. When she was lost, sad and sad, Yan Yufeng suddenly gave him away.
Her dog.
She held it and couldn't put it down. The feeling, that feeling, and that memory were still so deeply engraved in her heart.
But now, she doesn't know what happened, just because she saw a figure entering Xiaoqi's room. She spoke to Yan Yufeng, but he was so cold that he ignored her and was very nervous about Xiaoqi.
.
When her tears were about to fall, Can Liang and Yan Yufeng suddenly walked down. When they saw her sitting on the sofa, they both looked a little sad, but they didn't say much, as if they were worried and worried.
Like disgust.
She didn't dare to look directly into their eyes and pretended to be caressing her dog as if nothing had happened.
After sending Canliang away, Yan Yufeng glanced at the silent food on the table. He walked over angrily and grabbed her hand: "Why did you only eat so little?"
His sharp gaze moved directly to her clear pupils, and his anger slowly turned into coldness and helplessness.
"No appetite." Xia Xiaoxi escaped from his iron-like hard hands and said dissatisfied and angrily.
Her appetite was small to begin with, and with the stinging scene just now and the frightening figure on her back, how could she swallow that bowl of rice so casually?