When Li Qingning opens her eyes again, the first thing that comes into her eyes is Lan Qing's anxious face. She looks at the surrounding environment and finds that she has transferred from the sofa in her study to the bed.

"I... how did I fall asleep?" Her face was full of doubts. She was so sleepy that she didn't know where she had moved.

Look out the window again, the setting sun dyed the sky into a warm red, it was already dusk.

Lan Qing grabbed her little cold hand anxiously, held it firmly in the palm of her hand, and said, "what's sleeping? It's a temporary shock caused by hypoglycemia. Dr. Du has come to see it. You are not allowed to go anywhere during this period. Take good care of yourself at home. Do you hear me?"

His face was a little gloomy, and his tone was full of overbearing orders.

She gently "Oh", a bowl of human body black chicken soup has been put in front of her.

"What about... Aunt?" After a while, she asked cautiously.

"Back to Rome." Lan Qing lightly answers a way, the facial expression on the face doesn't have what change, but Li Qing Ning is still from his facial expression to detect a silk dissimilarity, but didn't dare to ask more.

I don't know why, although he was close in front of her, just where she could reach out her hand, at that moment, she still felt that the man was so far away from her.

One mystery after another in him, like a barrier after another, separated them.

Between them, it seems very close, but across thousands of mountains and rivers, people come and go.

Li Qingning can't help thinking too much, but in fact, her sensitive sense of smell only belongs to a woman's sensitive sixth sense, which allows her to capture some real details.

When night falls, Lan Qing is still at her bedside. Her eyes are as quiet as water. Sometimes she looks at her quietly, sometimes she droops her eyes, as if she is thinking about something.

She repeatedly urged him to go back to his room to sleep, repeatedly assured that he would not have a problem, but to no avail.

Looking at his blue eyes, she felt as if she had been picked up by an invisible hand. It was also at this time that she suddenly realized that this man's kindness had already penetrated into the deepest part of her heart, and she actually began to feel sorry for him.

Love is an invisible swamp. When you find that you want to escape, you will realize that you are already in it. You can't help but continue to sink.

Lan Qing still doesn't trust to let her stay in the room alone. According to experience, as long as he leaves a little, the woman will have all kinds of situations.

Finally, as soon as his eyes brightened, he stood up and went to the bed, bent down, picked up Li Qingning and walked towards his room.

"Well, what are you doing?" Li Qingning struggled in his arms, his eyes were round, looking at the man with a slight smile on his face.

"Only when I put you beside me can I feel at ease. From today on, you will live with me." Lan Qing looked at the road at his feet without squinting, and carefully hugged the woman in his arms.

"This... I'm afraid it's not very good..." because of shyness, her voice became weaker and weaker. At last, she wanted to bury her head in his arms, so that he could not see the disheartened blush on her face.

"What's wrong with that? You're my legal wife. Isn't it normal to live in one bedroom?" He said naturally, as if it was a matter of course.

When he got to the door, he gently pushed open the door with his feet, went in, bent down and put her on the side of the bed.

After a whole afternoon's sleep, she seemed to recover in an instant. Her eyes were shining. After Lan Qing stood up and walked away, she had to sit up from the bed.

Lan Qing looks at her and shakes his head helplessly, saying: "you don't want to lie down soon. Dr. Du says you are very weak. It's just right. Just..."

I don't know when, he began to become so talkative, nagging, but the subtle care between the words made Li Qingning feel warm every time.

"Oh, Dr. Du is exaggerating. I just feel so hungry in the afternoon." She argued.

"Well, what do you drink? Can I have one, too? " Looking at the glass in his hand, she suddenly got interested.

Lan Qing turned his head and said with an angry and funny face: "you don't have good health, so you want to drink? You're a real drunkard. Have you forgotten how hard it was to wake up the next day after drinking last time? "

It's like he's talking to a child, and his words are full of doting.

"It doesn't matter. Just a little. If you don't give it to me, I'll pour it myself." She really went barefoot.

"Good, good." Lan Qing actually has this kind of compromise time.

With a smile in his eyes, Li Qingning sat on the White Mink carpet beside the bed and took the wine cup from his hand.

There was nothing he could do with this woman, he thought, and sat beside her.

The two of them sat side by side quietly, watching the cool moonlight coming in from the window, illuminating their own thoughts.

"Lan Qing, can I ask you something?" Li Qingning leaned his head against the edge of the bed and said carelessly.

"Well." He answered faintly.

"Don't be angry."

"Well."

"Really, no matter what you say, you can't be angry." She suddenly raised her head and looked at him seriously.

"Do you ask or not?" Lan Qing slightly frowned, although with an impatient expression on his face, but the tone was very relaxed.

"Well... The relationship between you and your aunt... Doesn't seem to be very good..." she said, peering at the change of expression on his face from the corner of her eyes.

But to her surprise, there was no change on his face. Under the moonlight, he was as calm as a piece of white paper.

"My mother... She is a person who never expresses her feelings. She is a strong woman in the world. She has lived a very strong life and wants to control everything, but in the end, she can't even win over her husband and son."

When he said this, a bitter smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. Words fall, will be in the hand of the wine.

This man, who is high above, suddenly appears very lonely. Even for a few seconds, Li Qingning wants to hold him.

Because she touched his pain, she felt very guilty and thought about how to end the topic in her mind. However, he seemed to open the conversation box, looking out of the window indifferently and continuing to recall.

"As a child, I grew up in an environment where I didn't express much emotion. For me, the concept of family is very vague."

"My parents, they only provide me with the best material conditions and growth environment, and then tell me to work hard, to be the best in everything, to be the first forever, and then they will smile a little at me. That's what home means to me. "

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