She was a little angry and frowned at him.

Xiao Fengting took back her sight and picked up the pen. "I want to see the information. You..."

His voice choked. He looked down at the hand which was held by Tang Qing. His body seemed to be frightened and trembled slightly.

Finally, he forced himself to sit there and looked up at Tang Qing's face.

She's still beautiful. He couldn't help thinking, beautiful let him heart.

But she is not his, she does not love him.

In this kind of masochistic general thought, his heart was severely bullied again.

Her existence has already made him extremely painful.

Love made him terminally ill.

"I'll accompany you to the treatment." Tang Qing looked directly into his eyes, firmly looking at him, "she will cure you, you need to believe her."

"Tang Qing, you don't need to sympathize with me." He turned her down. "I don't need your sympathy."

"I don't sympathize with you." She frowned, her eyes full of doubts and anxieties. "How do you think I sympathize with you? I hope you get better. I don't want you to get sick like this. Is it strange? "

Xiao Fengting firmly said: "you are sympathizing with me."

He had his own logic, and Tang Qing was defeated by him.

Tang Qing pitifully thought, no wonder he can make her angry to death.

"There's something wrong with your mind now," she said, grasping his hand and looking at him carefully. "You need to see a doctor now. Xiao Fengting, if you don't believe Professor Lin, do you believe me? "

Xiao Fengting looked down at the hand that he held tightly. Her cool body temperature was dense, which made him attached to her.

I don't believe it. He answered softly in his heart. You're just pitying me. As long as I get close to you, you'll run away.

But the feeling of being held by her was so good that he didn't want to say that. He knew the answer would not make her happy, and she might even turn around and leave immediately.

He replied cunningly, "I don't know if I should trust you."

Tang Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Xiao Fengting would answer "I don't believe" if she would want to break his head.

She whispered, "then you can try to believe me. Shall I accompany you to the doctor tomorrow

Her tone is gentle, with the sound of coaxing fruit to sleep. Xiao Fengting raised her head and looked at her for a while, then slowly moved away from her eyes: "OK. But I'm going to work now. "

Tang Qing let go of his hand, Xiao Fengting felt the cold fingers immediately, controlled himself not to catch her again, forced himself to divert his attention.

He clenched the pen in his hand.

Tang Qing didn't notice that Xiao Fengting was willing to cooperate with the treatment. She looked very happy and showed a smile on her face: "well, I'll come back to you tomorrow."

She opened the door and left.

Xiao Fengting couldn't help looking up at her back. She only felt her heart beat faster.

He frowned and felt pain in this sweet heartbeat.

He was afraid of the gentleness. The happier he was, the more painful he would be. He knew that it would be like this in the end.

*

Xia Ning chat hides not far away. Seeing Tang Qing coming out, she hastens to come over.

She looked at the door of the study, pulled Tang Qing aside and lowered her voice: "how about it?"

Tang Qing said in a low voice, "he agreed. Go to the hospital tomorrow. "

"I knew you could come back." Xia Ling chatted and patted her on the shoulder, "after all, the little Lord has been listening to your words."