She rushed over and took her brother to her arms from the driver.

"Come on, go to the nearest hospital nearby!" Li Jia helped the driver into the car and let the driver go to the hospital.

Lu Yichen's face was hot, his black eyes were blurred, his breath was heavy and hot. Li Jia reached out to his forehead and frowned very close.

I have a high fever! How could that be?

He said it was ok, and he ran to make breakfast for her in the morning! What kind of breakfast do people get sick like this!

Li Jia was burning with anxiety. "Uncle Liu, drive faster!"

She lowered her head, her cheek against his hot cheek, and loosened his tie a little. "Brother?"

"Don't worry, brother." Lu Yichen's breathing is a little heavy. He gasps slightly. His hot palm caresses Li Jia's face. His dark eyes are moist, like a layer of mist.

"You lied to me." Li Jia didn't know how to make him feel better when she saw that he was so miserable. Her tears almost fell down.

Lu Yichen's lips are rubbed on her ear side to soothe her.

"It's just a cold, a little bit of a cold and a fever, and it's going to be all right soon." His brain is a little dull, but his mind is still very clear, and his deep and slender eyes have collected all his thoughts.

He felt very uncomfortable all over his body, and his side face was close to his cold and soft face, which made him rub it gently. He never felt the deep comfort in any woman except her.

Perhaps, he never seems to let any woman and himself so close, why so easy to let Jiajia close? Even, most of the time, it's him who's trying to get close.

He didn't know why he was different. The only difference between Jiajia and others seemed to be She's his sister, no one else.

He heard that the staff of the company talked about it, and that his brother and sister even shared the same bed. It seems that he and Jiajia are nothing like this?

Later, Lu Yichen often wondered why he had such a ridiculous idea. Perhaps when one looks back on his childhood practices and ideas when he grows up, he will wonder why he was so stupid.

It's really nothing to share a bed between brother and sister. It's just that most of that happened in the childhood of brother and sister. He and Jiajia are not related by blood, and even older than the age of sleeping in the same bed.

But at that time, he didn't know why he thought he and Jiajia were normal.

Perhaps, in fact, he knew something was wrong in his heart, but he was not willing to think deeply. At that time, he had not experienced the taste of loss, had everything, and got everything so easily. At that time, Jiajia's emotional world was simple and naive. In his heart, he subconsciously classified her into his own category.

She won't leave or love others. He knows her so well. She only likes him with all her heart and will always wait for him to come back.

It's so easy to get. It's a habit in life.

When he was in hospital, he knew that she liked him.

He felt her care, her care.

She likes him. He feels it so clearly.

At that time, he clearly remembered every detail of the hospitalization, which was the most profound memory except the one Jiajia confessed later.

In the future life is not as good as death's innumerable * * night repeatedly recalled innumerable times.

At that time, she was still alive with him. It was the happiest and sweetest time for him and her.

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