Chapter 435

In the mirror, my lips are dry and skinny. There is nothing but red blood in my eyes. It's as if my heart is dead and my long hair is in a mess.

She was stunned.

Slowly raise a hand and put it on the pale face.

Ding Dong

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Fu Zhiran's eyes trembled, and she turned to look outside the bathroom.

"Susu."

Wang Qiong opens the door, cloud Mu Su's step immediately strides into the room, the shoes have not returned, "small dye?"

He asked while searching for Fu Zhiran's figure in the living room.

Wang Qiong pointed to the bathroom and said, "the bathroom."

Smell speech, cloud Mu Su long leg step to the bathroom door, see standing in front of the mirror, pale Fu Zhiran, his whole tall body trembled.

When I first met Fu Zhiran, she was as smart and as proud as she was. Even if she was wearing a conservative dress, she was like the brightest star in the sky in the crowd.

People can't help but want to get close, want to study.

Even when life and death were at stake, he didn't see her face in despair.

"Well, I don't know what's wrong. It's like losing your mind." Wang Qiong goes to Yun Mu Su and points to Fu Zhiran in the bathroom and says to him.

Cloud Mu Su Zheng Leng is interrupted by her, he step forward, a will Fu Zhiran embrace, tightly embrace.

Her petite body is so thin that he can't feel her any more.

Fu Zhiran didn't struggle. On the contrary, her tired body seemed to find a point to rely on. She relaxed. Yun Mu Su held her head with heartache. "Don't you still have something important to do? Go to bed quickly."

Perhaps at this time, what she needs most is such a hug, a warm embrace that makes her feel that she is still alive, and brings her heart back to life.

Fu Zhiran nodded hard, tears finally can't help, "well."

When she took a bath, Wang Qiong warmed up the porridge she had already cooked. She drank three bowls at a time. What she had to drink was stopped by Wang Qiong and Yun Mu su.

Although she was expected to eat more, she was obviously venting.

Food is prevented, Fu Zhiran back to the room, the door locked, into the quilt, covered his head and closed his eyes.

It's like sleeping for a century, opening your eyes again, as if everything is new and just beginning.

Her heart, too.

She sat at the head of the bed and brewed for a long time. Then she lifted the quilt and got out of bed. After sleeping too long, she was a little weak. She dragged her lazy steps to the door of the room.

Open the door and bump into a figure.

"You finally wake up. If you don't, I'll give you artificial respiration."

Wang Qiong was relieved to see Fu Zhiran.

Fu Zhiran's body is still soft. He yawns and asks Wang Qiong, "do you cook?"

All of a sudden, a "sting" came from the kitchen. It was obvious that someone was cooking. She frowned.

What day is today? Is breeze back?

She has a lot of spirit, quickened her pace and walked to the kitchen door. In the kitchen, a 40-50-year-old aunt was cooking with a shovel in her apron.

Aunt probably felt someone standing at the door, turned her head, saw Fu Zhiran, and immediately showed a polite smile on her face, "Miss Fu, you get up."

Fu Zhiran stares at her aunt's face for a long time. She is sure that she hasn't seen her in her mind. She looks at Wang Qiong in doubt, "is this