Chapter 201

He leaned on the edge of the bed, felt her startled, and his face gradually became a little chatty. He reached out and tucked in the quilt for her. He limped back to his bed and tried to smile naturally: "I had a nightmare. I thought you were..."

Words did not finish, Feng know micro but have all understood.

That life and death do not know the suffering days, he has always been such a guard? He was always in such a panic during those long and dreadful nights, wasn't he? She lost her breath and kept waking up to see her life and death, so that she formed a habit of waking up after getting out of danger.

How many times does it take to wake up at night and how heavy and deep worry will it take to form such a habit that is similar to compulsion?

Feng Zhiwei did not speak, and looked straight at the roof, blinking for a long time.

Shed tears.

"Here, take the medicine."

"Oh Why, look at it

"Don't look. Ning Cheng won't show up. Yan Huaishi hasn't come over. The assassin doesn't exist. Hua Qiong's baby is OK I said fengzhiwei, you are tired of this move. Don't try to divert my attention - take medicine. "

"Oh."

Someone who wants to make the fraud be found out should go to pick up the medicine bowl.

"I feed you." Ning Yi let, "or you don't know what tricks to play."

"It's not convenient for you. What are you feeding?" Feng Zhiwei dodged, "I'm afraid you feed into my nose."

"I can see you." The answer is simple, but it seems to have deep meaning.

Feng Zhiwei stopped talking, and her eyebrows drooped. She was not a willful child. She knew that the medicine was bitter, but the medicine was too terrible. Even if it was a child's urine, it was better than this. After drinking for many days, she not only failed to drink, but also became more and more afraid.

It's been a while since I woke up. In addition to this horrible medicine, fengzhiwei enjoys the best treatment since she was a child, surrounded by relatives and friends, and taken care of by his highness. During this period of time when fengzhiwei had no strength to refuse, Ning Yi showed great patience and care. In some days, when fengzhiwei had the strength to refuse, some things had become a habit, and then it turned out to be It's a hypocrisy.

Getting along with each other day and night has always been the best way to get rid of the hostility and resistance in the deep of consciousness. Going through the life and death situation, it is easy for the survivors to relax and soften their hearts. Originally, they are two people with similar minds and have a good understanding. Later, they gradually become less alienated, more intimate, less alert, and more tender.

The sound of cups and spoons pounded each other. Ning Yi, who was sitting in front of her couch, had a quiet look. The medicine juice in the silver spoon not only tasted terrible, but also smelled arrogantly. He didn't seem to hear it. He even sniffed it at his own lips before he could deliver it to her.

Feng Zhiwei looked at the curl around the heat, he had a wave of light out, but at the moment some dim eyes, heart a block, a mouthful of medicine will unconsciously swallow down.

It was quiet on all sides, and there was a rat like sound on the roof. It was Mr. Gu eating walnuts. It was very comfortable.

Indomitable will a bowl of medicine to feed, Fengzhi micro spit out a long breath, has not had time to open mouth, the snow-white PA son has gently pressed in her lip corner, "don't move."

After wiping off the residual medicine juice on her lips, Feng Zhiwei opened her mouth again. This time, a sweet thing was put into her mouth.

"Nine pickled honey plum in Longxi." Ning Yi seems to be eating, "I think it's good."

"They're all treated like children." Feng know smile, "really do a child when sick, also do not have this treatment."

"I will supply you now." Ning Yi smile, stroked her hair, "double."

Fengzhi micro heart is a tremor, turn to open eyes, looking out of the window autumn scenery, way: "today's weather is good."

"Go out and sit down and breathe."

Young master Gu floated down and picked up the patient in one hand and the soft couch in the other. His highness took the trouble to send the man out. Originally, he wanted to embrace the lady's highness with a little anger.

Young master Gu, who was unfamiliar and clumsy, made a soft bed for fengzhiwei. He put her on the top and covered her with three blankets. Fengzhiwei was buried in the thick blanket with only a pair of eyes exposed, struggling to say thank you to him.

Young master Gu sat back on the roof and continued to eat walnuts. Feng Zhiwei asked Ning Yi for help, "hurry up It's killing me. "

Ning Yi smiles, takes off the two blankets, rearranges the disordered mattress for her, and says with a little pride: "you see, you still can't lack me."

Really narcissistic ah, Feng Zhiwei does not admit, "just temporarily."

"For the time being." Ning Yi sat on her side, "I hate you too much."

Feng knew that Wei did not speak. They sat quietly. The autumn was deep. In the garden, there were deep and shallow red maple trees mixed with chrysanthemums of various colors. The sky was very high. Occasionally there were northern geese flying in the south. Their light black wings drew a white arc and scattered a cloud.

Two people sit and lie down, sharing each other's silence in the quiet autumn scenery, listening to the petals scattered from the branches, listening to the bird's wings skimming over the dewy grass tip, listening to the crystal water dripping from the broken lotus leaves. It doesn't matter if you can't see it. The scenery is in the heart, and the people are in the heart.The silence lasted for a long time, until there was a faint sound in the distance. It seemed that the pace was coming to the yard in a hurry. Feng Zhi raised her head slightly and slowly laughed.

"Take care." She said.

Ning Yi slowly leaned down, the warm breath in her ear, Feng Zhi slightly let, also can not let where, feel his lips finally close to the ear side, moist and soft, and tone general light, "wait for me."

Feng Zhiwei silent, he gently bit her earlobe, not light or heavy strength, a bit prickly, a little itchy, but it seems not itching in the earlobe.

His gorgeous and cool breath, clouds in autumn, cover far away, and his eyes like a floating boat, to carry whose heart, swing across the other shore of separation.

She did not speak, he would not let, the ear has a low breath, light and shallow, seems to be afraid of startling her at the moment of vulnerability, but that gnawing with a little indomitable strength, Fengzhi had no choice but to smile, pushed him away, covered his ear with his hand, and said for a long time: "always waiting for you to come back to Beijing."

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