Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "what? You say it

Instead of talking, she made him a cup of Tieguanyin and herself. Put on the tea table, he sat on the sofa side, she moved over a small chair, and he sat across the sofa.

Mencius looked at her solemn face, a little bleary, what did she want to say to him?

Lin Yiwan took the cup and said to Mencius, "drink tea. It's very good."

Mencius did not pick up the cup, he looked at her thoughtfully: "Yiwan, I don't want to drink tea, I want to listen to you."

She Leng Leng, gently sipped a cup of tea, some hesitation in the heart, she did not want to hurt him. But... These words, she must say.

"Ziqi, we are very good friends. But that's all. After so much, I don't want to talk about feelings anymore. Don't waste your time on me any more. " She was so cruel that she finally said it.

Sure enough, she meant to say that. Mencius was a little annoyed. He didn't want anything in return for loving her like this. He just wanted to be with her and spend every hard time with her, so as to make her happy, happy and healthy again.

He looked directly into her eyes, with a deep and dignified expression on his face. He slowly said, "you can treat me as a forever friend, but please don't deprive me of the right to love. I fell in love with a woman. She doesn't love me. It doesn't matter. I just love her. "

Lin Yiwan did not expect that he would say such a thing. What should she do to make him give up and let him pursue the happiness he deserves?

Early in the morning, the sun came in from the window, a little bit into the ward. With mottled light and shadow shining on the white sheet, Xu Jia holds her cheek in her hand and looks at the man lying on the bed.

He didn't wake up. His beard on his chin was a little deep. His face, pale and thin from illness, looked more haggard. But even so, the lines of his side face still look like a marble sculpture, three-dimensional and profound. Even when he is ill, he looks like a mature charm of vicissitudes.

My God, when she sent him to the hospital, I'm still afraid to think about it. He had been injured and frozen in the room all night. The wound on his forehead was inflamed and swollen, causing severe pneumonia. The high fever reached 40 degrees, which was a very high temperature in adults. For three days, his fever had not subsided, and the doctor even issued a notice of serious illness.

He has been burning confused, she wanted to inform his family, but he occasionally sober, firmly forbid her to inform anyone. She just called his driver and said he was on business and didn't have to come to him.

She didn't quite understand why he did it, but in private, she had a vague joy. He believed in her, or he would not accept to let her stay by his side.

For three days, she kept watch over him. Until last night, his fever slowly subsided a little. Now, he is sleeping there, although still not stable, but touch his forehead, feel that a little bit down the temperature, her heart also followed a little bit happy.

She saw him move a little, and then even in sleep also tightly together eyebrow Yang Yang, and then, she saw him slowly open his eyes.