Fairy Cries Only At Night

"Speak, what do you say?" I looked at Xiaoyu suspiciously. Her face shook in front of me. I couldn't see it clearly. I stretched out my hand and waved it. At this time, Xiaoyu's voice clearly fell into my ear.

"Sister Qingqing, do you have anyone you like?"

Drunken reason is declining, not to mention my weakness.

I listened to Xiaoyu's long questions, and Jin Yan's handsome face and sunshine smile floated in my mind.

"I have someone I like. He is like a prince in a fairy tale. He is kind and gentle."

I looked at Xiaoyu. In her misty eyes, Xiaoyu had an obsessed smile on her face, with strong memories in her eyes.

memory?

Oh, I also have memories, full of beautiful memories, more precious than everything.

It is these memories that have supported me up to now.

"When he looks at you, it seems that you are the only one in the world. You occupy all of him."

"Sister Qingqing, do you have such a person?"

I looked at the light in Xiaoyu's eyes and resonated with something at the bottom of my heart. I nodded, "yes, he is my white moonlight."

"Does sister Qingqing love him very much?"

I looked at the cup in my hand. In my mind, Jin Yan said to me, "Qingqing, I'm waiting for you to grow up and be my wife."

There was a burst of heat in my heart. I reached out and stroked my chest. Looking at the heavy night outside the window, I whispered, "he is here, and my heart jumps for him."

"Is He Li Yan?"

Li Yan? Hehe, it won't be him. It's impossible for a lifetime.

I was drunk and unconscious. In my confusion, I heard a cold voice, "did you let her drink?"

The sound was so cold that it seemed to freeze people. I subconsciously retracted into the heat source.

"Li, Li, general manager Li..."

"Cold..." I felt the breath around me was getting colder and colder. I grabbed the things in front of me more tightly and kept gathering up the warm heat.

"Don't let her drink in the future."

"Yes, yes, I see."

I felt myself being held by something. I felt a little bumpy. I felt very comfortable.

But it didn't take long for me to feel uncomfortable and dizzy. I tossed my stomach. I opened my eyes and found myself in the car. I quickly patted the door, "stop, stop!"

"Stop."

Li Yan's voice sounded, the car stopped, I opened the door and rushed out.

"Vomit..." I held a tree and vomited.

I don't know whether it's because I haven't been drinking for a long time or because this wine has a strong aftereffect. I still want to vomit when I've vomited all in my stomach. Finally, I keep retching.

Li yanmeng took me in and sat down, "go to the hospital."

When I went to the hospital, I no longer vomited, but my stomach was convulsed. I curled up in pain, "pain..."

Li Yan put me on the bed. I heard his cold voice, "it's time for you to have a good pain."

I laboriously opened my eyes and looked at Li Yan. My face was terrible, and the doctor stood aside with a respectful look on his face,

I know Li Yan is angry. He never let me drink. I not only drank wine today, but also drank so much. He must want to strangle me.

I stretched out my hand and grabbed his sleeve, pitifully opening, "Li Yan..."

The pain in my stomach made me say something as small as a mosquito, but I kept talking and called Li Yan's name again and again.

If I don't compromise and admit my mistake now, I will be even worse in the future.

I tried to gather in front of Li Yan, but the pain deprived me of my whole body's strength, and I felt difficult to move.

With great effort, I approached Li Yan's arms. My hand wrapped around his waist, buried my face on him, and whispered, "Li Yan, I hurt..."

“……”

"Li Yan, pain..."

“……”

The pain is overwhelming, my consciousness is a little lax, and my voice is getting smaller and smaller, but I don't give up. I still don't give up even the moment before I was unconscious.

I was surrounded by a heavy fog and fell into a coma. Since before the coma, Li Yan still didn't move and didn't ask the doctor to treat me.

I think I'm going to die, and it's so sad that I was pained to death.

I sighed in my dream, and what's rare is that I dreamed of Li Yan.

In the dream, Li Yan was very cruel to me, as if I owed him 250000. He said that if I didn't obey, I would be punished.

Then I saw him pick up a thorn whip, sprinkle a thick layer of salt on it and come towards me.

I cried out, "no!"

I broke my throat and sat up from bed panting.

"Click" sound, the door opened, I was startled, and immediately looked at the door. When I saw that the person at the door was Lin Ma, I finally relaxed.

"Miss Su, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Ma hurried towards me. I closed my eyes and stroked my beating heart to breathe slowly.

"Miss Su, tell me what's wrong with you. Don't scare me."

With worry and fear in Lin's business, I opened my eyes and shook my head at her, "it's okay."

"Is it really all right?"

I looked at Lin Ma's worried face, smiled and shook my head, "it's really all right. Don't worry."

"It's all right. I'll bring you the warm porridge."

"OK."

Looking at the figure of Lin Ma leaving, I couldn't help thinking of my adoptive mother. It's been ten years. I don't know how she's been, okay.

The weakness brought by illness made my negative emotions grow. I remembered the kindness of my adoptive mother to me. If she didn't steal, how good we would be now.

"Come on, Miss Su, it's just warm." Lin Ma brought me the porridge. I took it and was about to eat. A knock came in.

I looked out the door, and Lin Ma got up, "I'll open the door."

"OK."

"Sister Qingqing..." Xiaoyu's eyes were red and swollen, with full apology.

I looked at Xiaoyu's red and swollen eyes, as if I had been greatly wronged. I frowned. Did Li Mei find her last night, "what's the matter? Did Li Mei find you?"

"No, I'm sorry, sister Qingqing. I didn't know you couldn't drink." Xiaoyu came to the hospital bed with clear tears in her eyes.

I thought she was bullied by Li Mei. It turned out to be this. I was relieved, "it doesn't matter. I just haven't drunk for a long time."

Why can't I drink? How can I live after I can't drink? It's a joke.

Xiaoyu looked at me in surprise, and then the guilt spread on her face again, "sister Qingqing, thank you."

"What are you talking about? I'm fine. Don't worry about it."

I was a little hungry. I took the porridge and drank it.

Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed, hung her head and was very quiet. I looked at her and wondered, "what's the matter?"

Xiaoyu didn't speak and bowed her head in silence.

I saw her look down and inadvertently saw Xiaoyu's hands stirring together. It was like enduring something, struggling and hesitating.