Tang Yebai, you owe me so much, I owe you so much, each other has not paid off, how can you die? How can you die? You can't die, you can't die, what about my hatred?
What about my love?
Who am I going to be so dedicated to in the future?
Xia Chenxi grabs Mimi, and Mimi doesn't cry. She is in Xia Chenxi's arms, whining with her master and spending the most miserable moment with her. Mimi releases Buddha and feels all the feelings of Xia Chenxi. His eyes are full of sadness.
"Mimi, thank you. Thank you for being with me." Xia Chenxi hoarse voice, now, she has nothing, the only son far away in S City, with his father, perhaps, hate her.
She was alone in F country, only Mimi accompanied her.
Only Mimi knows all her sadness, all her grievances and despair.
Xia Chenxi is ill.
The next day she was bedridden and had a high fever. She was both physically and mentally exhausted. Mimi was beside her, crying and licking her master's face.
But the master was unconscious and confused.
Xiao Qi immediately invited a doctor, prescribed the medicine and injected the needle, but Xia Chenxi didn't get better. The fever subsided and rose again and again. The fever was heavy all the time, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.
The doctor said that Xia Chenxi was too weak to be tired for a long time. Xiao Qi gave up the idea of taking her home and let her lie down in the hotel.
Ouyang goes back to the headquarters of mysel. Xiao Qi and the black widow stay in the hotel. Xiao Qi attends Xia Chenxi and does it by himself. Looking at her sweating, Xiao Qi is very upset.
Morning light, your body foundation has been very good, how suddenly sick so serious?
Xia Chenxi was so confused that after sleeping all night, she was a little fresh and still felt uncomfortable. She continued to lie down and rest. Xiao Qiduan had a bowl of porridge. It was not easy to cook a bowl of porridge in a hotel like mysai.
"Morning light, come and eat something, and pad your stomach." Xiao Qi's voice is soft, with a trace of care, supporting Xia Chenxi to get up, let her lean on the pillow, Xiao Qi sat by the bed, blowing cold porridge, feeding Xia Chenxi.
Xia Chenxi's face was pale, with a sickly face and an invisible fragility. She was just staring at Xiao Qi.
"What's the matter? No appetite? If you have no appetite, you have not eaten for a day Xiao Qi said, his cold face softened slightly. "The porridge in the hotel is good. How much do you want to eat?"
He almost coaxed her into a bite or two.
Xia Chenxi's heart, slightly heavy up, open mouth to eat, not bad, just eat in the mouth, taste very light, no taste.
There have been some messy fragments in my mind that are too fast to grasp.
Xiao Qi took good care of himself.
"Xiao Qi, have you taken care of me like that?" Xia Chenxi asked.
Xiao Qi said, "from small to big, I have taken care of you like this, you don't remember?"
Xia Chenxi thought, she really does not remember, is he really so take care of her?
It's just familiarity.
"Don't think about it too much. You're not feeling well. You'll have more rest after eating porridge. You'll get better soon. It's only tens of kilometers away from home." Xiao Qi said in a gentle tone, "if you want, I can take you home early."
Xia Chenxi shakes her head, but Xiao Qi doesn't say anything. She feeds her all the porridge. Xia Chenxi drinks the porridge, takes the medicine, and lies down again. Xiao Qi adjusts the light in the room and accompanies her on the side, not far away.
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