It was impossible for me to reject Hu Xia, just like how Shen Jianning had asked, "Song Yi, do you want Xiao Manjun to die?!" My heart was at its limit, but I could not nod.

As for Hu Xia, it was even more impossible. Or perhaps, I have always yearned to go back to a moment, I have Huxia and Shen Jianning by my side, laughing and playing, happiness and warmth.

I've lost Shen Jianning, and I don't want to lose Hu Xia again. Even if she lied to me, it's already natural.

For three days, I didn't close my eyes, neither did Hu Xia. Neither of us knew who we were fighting with. We didn't even have the excitement, the tiredness, the nausea we felt during our first creation.

The book still came out. I didn't know if it was good or bad. Hu Xia left with a pair of panda eyes. I laid on the bed and didn't even have the strength to move.

He didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up, there was a warm towel on his forehead. Under the orange light of the bedside lamp, Xiao Jin's profile was like a knife carving.

I wanted to call him, but my throat hurt so much that I couldn't make a sound, but I didn't want to wallow in my dreams. I reached out and touched his arm with difficulty.

"You're awake?" Xiao Jin Dong turned his head and looked at me. He placed the documents on the bed and came down to take the towel to rub my head, "Hungry? I called for takeout. If you have the strength, then get up and eat!"

Xiao Jin Dong looked at me with gentle eyes like the water under the moonlight, sparkling, so unreal.

However, I was touched, as if a long time has not been the rain on the withered fields, in the baptism of spring rain, practically filled with hot tears.

"Ah Ning!" I shouted hoarsely, tears blurring my eyes, and used all my strength to pull Xiao Jin Dong's arm.

"I'm not Shen Jianning!" Xiao Jin Dong's voice was as cold as the winter wind.

I stubbornly refused to let go. My brain was muddled by the excessive heat. I didn't even want to open my eyes to see what reality was like. I just grabbed him and shouted, "Ah Ning, Ah Ning!"

Xiao Jin Dong wouldn't look at me like that. Only Shen Jia Ning would. With three points of tolerance, five points of love and two points of love. The clear memory made me cry out loud. I threw myself at him and hugged him, like a child who has been abandoned.

"Ah Ning, I was wrong. Don't leave me again." I will throw away those things in the cupboard, no other women's stocking lipstick, no daffodils, Anin, we are still together, okay? "

I prayed and cried.

After a long time, long enough for me to be completely awake amidst my tears, long enough for my breath to become unstable, for me to burp and recover my composure, long enough for me to no longer dare to raise my head to look at Xiao Jin Dong's face.

"I'm sorry, I thought I was dreaming!"

I used an extremely crappy excuse to cover Xiao Jin Dong's murderous gaze. Embarrassed, I used my hands to pull on the blanket.

Surprisingly, Xiao Jin Dong didn't do anything to me. He just threw the towel in his hand onto my face, grabbed the documents on the bed and left.

The room instantly quieted down. I stayed in the position where I was just knocked down by Xiao Jin Dong, lying on the bed comically. My face was covered with a towel that was completely cold, and my body felt as though it was being dismembered.

At this moment, the door of the room rang out again, and the sound of footsteps could be heard pacing from the living room into the bedroom. I didn't even raise my head as I smiled towards the ceiling. "What, are you regretting leaving without being able to vent? Hmph, I'll have to trouble CEO Xiao to do it himself! "

I spread my arms wide and spread my body out in large letters, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Miss Song's hobbies are indeed different!" A faint sarcasm sounded in the room, and the unfamiliar female voice made me jump to my feet.

Zheng Shaoqing's extremely normal face appeared in her field of vision as the towel landed.

Without the protection of her white coat, she looked thinner and thinner, as if she was malnourished. Only her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

I looked down at the box in her hand and instinctively drew back.

"You, what are you trying to do? Did Xiao Jin Dong ask you to come? " I don't know much about Zheng Shaoyin. If it was frosted over, I might have had many ways to find a chance of survival, but this person isn't.

Xiao Jin Dong must have also thought of this point. I can't bear to see Narcissus disappoint me, so the next move must be a hundred times more painful than what she gave me.

Xiao Jin Dong was never a soft-hearted person, especially one that made him unhappy.

"I was indeed sent by Mister Xiao!" Zheng Shaoqing's mouth suddenly split into a smile. It looked rather creepy under the dim light.

Trembling, I reached for my cell phone. She ignored me and walked over to the table. She turned on the light in the bedroom. The blinding light made my eyes go white. At this moment, my phone was seized by someone. I randomly reached out to grab it, shouting hoarsely and helplessly, "Give it back to me, give it back!"

"I thought I said you were crazy!" Zheng Shaoqing opened the medicine box and took out a long needle.

The familiar smell of disinfectant strikes me once more. I cover my head and shake my body furiously. The broken memories are unable to connect together into a piece, but the painful process makes me instinctively resist.

"You're a doctor, you can't do this to me, even if I'm crazy!"

As I shouted, I saw Zheng Shao Qing fiddling with the medicine without panicking, the reality almost made me crumble.

"Give me your phone, I'll call Xiao Jin Dong. I admit that I was wrong, I shouldn't have angered him! " I waved my hands and begged madly.

"A madman!" Zheng Shaoqing repeated this fact as she turned to me. Her eyes were cold and filled with pity.

I stood there for a moment, unable to understand where this pity came from. Just as he was in a daze, a sharp pain suddenly came from his neck. Following that, his consciousness disappeared. The final impression he had was of Zheng Shaoqing's smiling face.

Are we going back? Despair, I think.

I thought I would wake up in the frosted clinic, but the familiarity of it made me feel a little overwhelmed.

The bedside lamp had been turned off, the curtains had been drawn, and the sun was making people uncomfortable. Beside the bed sat a woman who was engrossed in a magazine I'd bought at some point.

"You, you …" I struggled to sit up. My throat was dry and my thoughts were stagnant, but I couldn't say a single word.

"If you want to do it again, I don't mind doing it!" Zheng Shaoqing raised his eyes to look at me. It was only then that I noticed the needle on the back of my hand. The long tube was connected to an iron rack beside the bed. There was even half a bottle of liquid inside.

"You, what did you give me?" I wanted to pull it out, but Zheng Shaoqing got up and opened the medicine box. He took out another bottle of complete liquid and placed it on the table. "You can start over after you pull it out!"

I clenched my teeth in hatred. "What kind of injection did you give me?"