Sorry, I can't love you

At night, lying in a soft and comfortable bed, summer is cool, but I can't sleep.

I don't know whether the injury on her ankle was due to the effect of medicinal wine or just inadvertently aggravated the injury. As long as she turned over a little, there was a burst of severe pain.

The window was half closed, and the cold wind blew in from the outside, blowing across the cool face of summer, making her suddenly feel a biting coolness.

Suddenly I think of Xia Bingqing. My thoughts are disturbed and I can't sleep.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, held the wall and staggered to the window. She closed the window.

Back in bed, I still couldn't sleep over and over. I don't know how long it was before I fell asleep.

In front of her was an empty street. There was a voice calling for help to her all the time. Then, a woman appeared in front of her.

The figure was deja vu. She was worried about admitting her mistake. She came forward tentatively and said, "Mom?"

As soon as the words fell, the woman in front suddenly turned around. Xia Liang saw clearly that the man was ragged and dirty like a beggar. When he looked at it again, his face full of dirt and embarrassment was really Xia Bingqing.

At the sight of her, Xia Bingqing immediately cried with a face, plunged into her arms, took her hand and cried, "Xiao Liang, I'm so bitter. I've lived in the open for a long time. You have to save me, save me..."

Greasy hands grabbed her white coat, and Xia Bingqing shed tears and snot.

When his nose was sour, Xia Liang held the weak Xia Bingqing and was about to ask where Xia Bingqing was, but he saw Xia Bingqing suddenly staring at her with a frightened face, and then shouted: "someone wants to catch me, someone, someone..."

Then he ran back in panic. Xia Liang was surprised and wanted to catch up with him. There was a heart rending pain under his feet.

"Mom..."

She let out a cry and suddenly sat up from the bed.

The tearing pain on her face reminded her that it was a dream. She sat in a trance on the bed with a dense virtual sweat on her forehead.

But even if it was a dream, she couldn't help worrying.

"Knock, knock..."

A knock at the door pulled her thoughts back in an instant.

"Miss, the doctor the young master invited for you has arrived downstairs. Have you got up?"

The servant's voice came in through the door. She was stunned and asked, "what doctor?"

"The young master said your foot injury was too serious, so he arranged for a doctor to come to see you."

After a few seconds of silence, he looked down and meowed at his ankle. It was really too serious.

A large bruise and swelling.

"OK, I'll wash my face and go down."

Hastily cleaned up and put on clean and comfortable clothes. She limped down with the help of the servant.

He quickly scanned the living room and found that Tang Mo was not there.

"Elder brother..." realizing that he said something wrong, he paused and immediately changed his mouth: "what about Tang Mo?"

The servant kept paying attention to her feet and bowed his head and said, "young master, I went out early in the morning."

Her eyes flickered. She followed the servant slowly to the sofa and sat down. The doctor in suit and shoes had been waiting for a long time.

Zizi examined her wound carefully.

She put medicine on her foot and the doctor wrapped it up with a bandage.

"The injury is not too serious. I didn't hurt my muscles and bones. Have a good rest, pay more attention, wipe some Dieda wine, and I'll be fine in seven or eight days." Put her feet down, the doctor took a bottle of knock wine from her bag and put it on the table.

"Can I walk like this?" Leng Buding, Xia Liang asked.

"Moderate exercise is OK, but try to avoid it. It's not good in case of injury again." Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, the doctor replied.

After seeing the doctor off, she asked the servant to find her a pair of crutches.

On crutches, Xia Liang walked around the room.

I don't know why, as soon as she stops, yesterday's nightmare pops up in her mind, which makes her feel like a needle on pins and needles.

"Miss Shi Xi, if you want something to drink and eat, tell your aunt to do it. You'd better stop and have a rest. If you fall and touch, it's difficult for us to explain when the young master comes back."

Housekeeper Cheng is a little embarrassed. He follows Xia Liang and urges her to sit down.

Hearing his words, Xia Liang stopped, turned around and looked at him faintly.

Housekeeper Cheng's face was full of smiles and looked flattering.

The servants up and down in the house are almost the same as those three years ago, but their attitudes towards her are very different.

Three years ago, because of her identity, no one in the Tang family paid attention to her. Even the servants treated her coldly. Three years later, she changed her face, but the servants couldn't recognize her and obediently regarded her as the guest of honor.

Anyway, I have nothing to do. Thinking about Xia Bingqing's things has not come to an end. It's so cold that an idea pops up in my mind.

"Well, if I want you to pour me a glass of water, I wonder if you can?"

Staring at him, she said a cold word. She was impressed that the medium-range housekeeper gave her a lot of cold eyes and heard a lot of stabbing words.

Hearing her words, steward Cheng was obviously stunned, and his face was a little stiff.

Anyway, he has been in charge of the Tang family for 30 years. He has never really served anyone except the Tang family.

He waved to the servant next to him. He ordered, "go and pour Miss Shi Xi a glass of water."

The tone is as like as two peas ago.

The servant immediately obeyed and turned to pour water.

"No, no, no, I'll let you go." Xia Liang opened his mouth and raised his eyebrows. His eyes fell on housekeeper Cheng.

As soon as his face coagulated, steward Cheng's face pulled down, but soon hung a kind smile.

Seeing that Tang Mo paid so much attention to her, he also personally wiped medicinal wine for her. Housekeeper Cheng would also be a man. Even if he was unwilling, he still smiled: "OK, Miss Shi Xi, please sit down and wait a minute."

Then suddenly turned and walked to the kitchen.

"Miss, water."

With respectful hands, steward Cheng smiled against his heart.

Xia Liang sat on the sofa and casually turned over the magazine without raising his head: "put it down."

As if holding his breath, housekeeper Cheng put down his cup, got up and turned to go, but he was stopped by Xia Liang again.

"Ah, I'm a little hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Can you make me breakfast?"

She blinked her big eyes and said something from the back of the housekeeper.

Hearing her words, housekeeper Cheng immediately understood, turned around and put on a smiling face again: "wait a minute."

Looking at his back, Xia Liang almost couldn't help laughing.

After so many years of forbearance, I finally breathed out.

But when I calmed down, I thought of Xia Bingqing again.

The smiling face solidified in an instant. She frowned and suddenly took the mobile phone on the desktop as if she thought of something.

Fingers quickly slide on the phone a few times and press a number.

It wasn't long before it was connected.

"Little cool? What's the matter? Do you want to go out for a drink? " Liang Junjun's shrill voice came through the microphone.

Xia Liang ignored his words and said directly, "Jun Jun, is there any way to help me publish a message in the newspaper? I'll give you whatever money you want."

She frowned and looked serious.

On hearing her words, Liang Junjun became curious: "yes, but what's the matter?" His gossip nerve was ready to move again.

"Don't ask first. I'll tell you later. I'll send you the information later. Remember to help me publish it in the newspaper!"

Hurriedly interrupted Liang Junjun's words, she said seriously, and then hung up the phone.