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Chapter 539 Lan Xiu's fragility, the truth

Chapter 539 Lan Xiu's fragility, the truth (4)

Yuan Ya felt very uncomfortable, sat on the side of the bed, and handed the porridge to him.

"I made it myself, how about some?"

"..."

"Alas." Yuan Ya sighed, took back the porridge bowl, filled a spoonful, and handed the spoon to his mouth.

"Eat a little bit, or the body will not be able to bear it."

Lan Xiu tilted his head slightly, as if nothing he said could arouse his interest.

"Lan Xiu, I know you feel uncomfortable. It's not your fault. Don't punish yourself in this way. The porridge is still hot, so you can eat a little bit, okay?"

She was very worried about his current state, and she shed tears anxiously.

He was just in good health, and this incident happened again, and his mental and physical strength were exhausted.

If you don't have a good rest and don't eat well, how can you recover!

Hearing the crying in her nasal voice, Lan Xiu finally reacted, raised his hand, and gently wiped away the marks on her face.

"I'm not hungry."

He finished speaking in a hoarse voice, then turned his face away.

Yuan Ya put down her hand dejectedly, but paused again, then clenched her fists tightly.

She can't give up at this time!
Feizi... Feizi was no longer by his side.

If she gave up again, Lan Xiu would really have no one to take care of her.

She just held the porridge bowl and stopped there.

If he doesn't look back, she won't move or let go.

Time passed bit by bit, and there was an oppressive atmosphere in the bedroom.

It makes my heart heavy and I can't breathe.

Yuan Ya didn't rest much in the past two days, her body was weak, and she couldn't hold her arm up after only a while.

No matter how sad she was, she still had to grit her teeth and persevere.

The arm gradually began to tremble more and more violently. The porridge in the bowl shook in a small arc, as if it would be splashed at any moment.

Yuan Ya felt that her arm was almost not her own, her fingers were sore and numb, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Sometimes, people who look weak, but with the stubbornness in their bones, are more powerful than anyone else.

Lan Xiu turned his back to Yuan Ya's shoulder and seemed to move.

She swung her elbow violently, and the porridge bowl tilted, and when it was about to fall on her body, a hand came across and held it firmly.

Yuan Ya finally laughed through her tears. In the end, he loved her dearly.

Lan Xiu took the bowl over.

She quickly said, "Wait a minute, the porridge is getting cold, I..."

"Just drink it like this." Lan Xiu didn't need a spoon, just raised his head and poured down the whole bowl of porridge.

Yuan Ya could only take the bowl and said to him, "I'll go and put the bowl down."

Lan Xiu hummed, and looked at her fixedly until her figure disappeared.

Yuan Ya feels that she can't help him, but she is his wife, so she can only take good care of him with all her heart.

However, when she returned to the room, her face froze!
There was no one in the master bedroom, so she hurried back to the corridor.

"Lanxiu! Where are you?"

The surrounding area was empty, and no one responded.

She panicked. Lan Xiu's mood is unstable now, and his body hasn't recovered yet. Where did he go...

For a while, many thoughts crossed my mind.

She didn't dare to think about it any more, and rushed downstairs in a hurry, and in a moment of impatience, the familiar name blurted out like a conditioned reflex.

"Feizi! Where are you! Lan Xiu doesn't..."

Before she finished speaking, her footsteps stopped abruptly.

flying son.

She actually forgot that he would never respond to her again.

I won't comfort her anymore, tell her not to worry, and leave everything to him...

(End of this chapter)

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