Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 595 Waiting for You to Cry Enough

It was as if a big stone was pressed against his chest, and his breath was stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, he was all alone there, he wanted to go crazy, go crazy, want to be irritable, but he had to work hard to suppress, to suppress.

Because there are people who have the same pain and suffering as his heart.

She was none other than Hong Jiaqi, the one he loved.

Hong Jiaqi!
"I'm hungry and want to eat." Pei Zhihan tried to make himself smile, "But what if I can't see?"

"..." Hong Jiaqi was stunned. This was not what she had expected. She thought he would at least curse a few words and vent his anger... But he didn't do anything, just smiled and told her that he was hungry. , like a child.

"Why, aren't you going to take care of me? Don't you give me any food?"

"..." Hong Jiaqi cried and fell down beside the bed.

At this time, not only would she force her face to smile, but he would also learn to have fun while suffering?

The big fool, the big fool.

The world's biggest fool.

Hearing her painful and sad voice, Pei Zhihan's eyes were a little sore and astringent. His eyes, which had not cried for many years, were really dry and uncomfortable.

In the future, these eyes will not be used to see things, but at least they cannot be used to cry.

Because that's so useless.

"When you cry enough, I'll starve to death." Pei Zhihan raised his hand and stroked the top of Hong Jiaqi's head, with a helpless tone.

Hong Jiaqi quickly raised her head, hurriedly wiped away her tears, sobbing, "I'll help you bring in the food right now."

Pei Zhihan didn't speak, but heard Hong Jiaqi's footsteps going outside, step by step, never felt clearly.

Seeing Hong Jiaqi come out crying, Qin Dong, who was waiting outside, handed over the food, "You are all stronger than I imagined."

Hong Jiaqi raised her head, with tears in her eyes, "You are right, Zhihan is a man."

"..." Qin Dong watched him turn and go to the ward, and turned to leave.

It is inevitable that things have reached this point, and no one can escape, but the ways and methods of accepting things are different.

"What kind of dishes are there? I can smell the aroma." Relying on his sense of smell, Pei Zhihan imagined the dishes he was familiar with, "It seems to smell like ribs?"

"Are you a dog's nose?" Hong Jiaqi deliberately teased him, "It's too amazing, you can even smell it."

"No way, the eyes can't see, the ears and nose have to be used flexibly."

"Zhihan..." Hong Jiaqi looked at him who was rarely smiling, and felt sad. He wouldn't be able to rely on his sense of smell and hearing for the rest of his life, right?
"What's wrong?" Pei Zhihan asked with concern after waiting for a while without hearing her speak.

Hong Jiaqi wiped away her tears and put the lunch box on the bedside table. "It's nothing, I'll help you sit up so you won't choke."

"it is good."

Hong Jiaqi gently helped Pei Zhihan to do it, and then took a soft pillow and put it on his lower back, "Is this comfortable?"

Pei Zhihan nodded.

After he sat down, Hong Jiaqi pulled up a chair and sat by the bed, biting rib soup with a spoon and feeding him.

And Pei Zhihan opened his mouth, because he couldn't see, he could only wait for Hong Jiaqi to feed him mouthful.

Looking at him like this, Hong Jiaqi felt extremely heartbroken, crying while feeding, but tried hard not to make a sound.

It turned out that Pei Zhihan would not be able to do such a normal thing as eating in the future?In the future, when eating at the same table, he can't pick up the dishes he wants to eat.

It was really hard for her to imagine that kind of life, that kind of day.

I don't even know how Pei Zhihan will adapt to such a life.

In his heart now, it will definitely not be as it seems on the surface, it seems that it doesn't matter.

He is tougher than her.

So she can't cry, absolutely can't cry in front of him again.

She has to be strong.

"Is it delicious? I always feel that the chefs in the hospital are not very skilled. I will cook it for you next time." Hong Jiaqi tried to smile, but she couldn't stop the redness of her eyes.

Pei Zhihan smiled, "Okay."

"..." At this moment, why did he laugh?the fool. "Anything else you want to eat?"

"full."

"The cold..."

"I'm a patient now and I don't have much appetite, so you can't force a patient."

"..." How could he always know what he wanted to say? "I won't force you. It's fine if you don't want to eat it. I'll eat it myself. I haven't eaten it anyway."

Pei Zhihan smiled, "Okay, eat slowly."

Is that all he does now?Everything is good, everything is good, but is he really good?Hong Jiaqi's heart felt sour, and she rushed out of the ward with a soup bowl, tears streaming down her eyes, big and crystal clear, all sour.

Why, why is this happening?

why?
She clearly felt the pain in his heart, but he didn't want to tell her anything, and kept everything in his heart.

Looking back at Pei Zhihan who was sitting quietly on the bed in the room, Hong Jiaqi raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

It will get better after a while.

It's bound to get better.

Pei Zhihan said to himself, looked down at the pork rib soup in his hand, took a sip and drank it into his mouth, "The craftsmanship is really bad, I can't taste the taste at all, why do you say it's delicious?"

This fool, probably like her, tastes nothing to eat now.

He just didn't want her to worry.

Hong Jiaqi tried hard to force back the tears in her eyes, forced herself to laugh, and then went to the bathroom to pour out the soup and clean the dishes.

When she returned to the room, Hong Jiaqi found that Pei Zhihan was still sitting there quietly. Because of the bed, his eyes happened to be facing the window.

"Is the moon full today?"

Hong Jiaqi walked to the window and looked at the moon outside, "It's very round."

"Does it look good?"

Hong Jiaqi looked back at him, "It looks good. Today is sixteen. It is said that the moon is sixteen on the fifteenth."

"Is it windy?"

"Big."

"What's going on outside? I seem to hear the sound of leaves."

"The wind is blowing the leaves, so they are rattling." Hong Jiaqi looked at Pei Zhihan who was sitting on the bed. Thinking of this, he could see it casually when he opened his eyes, but now, he can only listen to what she said …

He can no longer be seen.

"..."

The room was quiet again.

The smile on Pei Zhihan's lips was quiet and beautiful, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired." Hong Jiaqi walked to the bed and tucked him in the quilt, "It's cold at night, would you like to lie down and rest?"

"I'm not tired. Zhihan, you love reading newspapers the most. Let me read them for you. Anyway, I don't really want to sleep anymore."

"it is good."

"Let me know if you're thirsty or something."

"Ah."

"Zhihan, no matter what happens, you have to know, we can share it together." So he shouldn't keep everything in his heart.

(End of this chapter)