Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun walked to Su Zhinian and handed him the water cup and pills: "Hurry up and eat now, the province will burn more severely in a while."

Su Zhinian stood on the spot, staring at Song Qingchun with no fixed eyes, without any response.

Subconsciously thinking that he didn’t want to take medicine, Song Qingchun lifted the water cup high, and said softly, "The medicine will be better when it is taken."

Su Zhinian tried hard to restrain his urge to reach out. His hand on the side of the body increased the strength of his fist, trimmed his short nails, and pinched his palm with pain.

Song Qingchun still didn't respond to Su Zhinian. His eyebrows moved slightly. He looked suspiciously at Su Zhinian's eyes and looked back at him quietly for a while. Then his heart became clear afterwards. Over here.

How did she forget that he and she weren’t the same after all, last night she sent him back was forced, and now that he woke up, she should leave...

A huge loss slowly pressed into her heart, her eyes staring at Su Zhinian became a bit erratic. She was like a child who made a mistake, and her dark pupil was panicked and helpless. After a few laps, his eyes slowly dropped.

At the same time, the hands holding the medicine and the water cup also slowly fell.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

The two were not talking, standing quietly across from each other for a while, Song Qingchun took a deep breath, pressed down the rolling loss in his heart, raised his eyes, and pulled his lips hard against Su Zhinian. The corner, said: "Last night, you fainted, and I sent you back. At night, there is no one here, I am afraid that you will have an accident, so, so I stay..."

He has nothing to do with her, even if he is really surprised, what does it have to do with her?

Song Qingchun said, the more pale she explained, the smaller and smaller the voice, and in the end, the voice disappeared directly.

"I know." Su Zhinian spoke lightly, and after a while, he said again: "Thank you last night."

"It doesn't matter, it should be." Song Qingchun grinned reluctantly, and then lowered his head.

Seeing that the room was about to fall into the awkward quiet just now, Song Qingchun swallowed a spit and hurriedly said, "You remember to take the medicine, the medicine in my hand is the amount you want to eat..."

Song Qingchun said, not knowing what happened, my heart became sad.

She knew she should say goodbye next, and then put down the glass and pills and walked out of his room.

But she didn't know if she was worried that he had started to have a low fever again, or there were other reasons she didn't know. All in all, she found that she didn't want to leave.

She tried hard not to look so sad, keeping her voice steady, and continued the words gently: "...if it's okay, I'll go first."

"Okay." Su Zhinian stared at the fundus above her head, a flash of pain and struggling emerged, but it was calm in a flash, he spoke lightly, and simply said a word, never again. Any words.

She said she was leaving, but he didn’t give her a goodbye word because she didn’t need to see you again?

Song Qingchun felt that her heart was more uncomfortable, and her nose began to feel a little sour.