C15 Sick

In June, the water was not very cold, but for Jilogue, it was bone-chilling cold. His body quivered for a moment before he realized that it wasn't just his body that was cold, but his heart as well.

She held the shower to her head and soaked it as if it were not enough, her heart was not yet numb, and she thought of the closet full of Jovian's pajamas.

Would she be so worthless as to be moved by that little thing and forget his abomination? Could it be that she could still think about Xue'er's beloved man?

She filled the tub with cold water, sat down, and washed herself with the spray.

Cold to the point where his teeth chattered and goosebumps appeared all over his body. This was great, it was best if his heart was frozen.

After an unknown period of time, she discovered that she felt even colder, but her breath started to heat up.

Her cell phone rang in her bedroom. She stood up from the bathtub, feeling dizzy and depressed. She forcefully pulled the towel over to wipe herself, then wobbled back to her room.

The phone call was from her mother. She had almost forgotten about the matter when she said that she would eat with Jiang Donghai after they prepared dinner that night.

"Luo'er, why is your throat so hoarse?" her mother asked on the phone, and she realized how sore her throat was, as if it had swelled up in an instant.

"I seem to have a cold." She replied with a heavy nasal tone.

"It's fine to come back in the morning, why did you suddenly catch a cold? Did you turn on the air conditioner at noon? "

"Well, I'm fine, Mom. Just have some hot water. Since he's unwilling to walk around today, can I take him back as soon as possible? "

"Alright, let's have Eastsea take good care of you. I'll boil some ginger soup for you to drink." If he doesn't, Mom will send it to you. "

"No need, no need, no need. He will, he knows everything." Cough cough … "Ugh …" "Cough, cough …" He was so anxious that he coughed. If his mother came, everything would be over.

"Alright, alright. Quickly hang up the phone and go drink some water."

"Mm …" With great difficulty, he hung up the phone and then began to cough rashly.

Her face was completely red, and her throat was screaming for her to drink a cup of water to quell the pressure. However, she still ruthlessly continued to torture herself.

If you have a sore throat, your heart won't hurt.

Her mother had asked her how she had caught a cold in a day, but life had changed so quickly. Just like when she saw Qiao Yifan at Xue'er's wedding, her world collapsed in an instant.

Although Qiao Yifan had never said he liked her or said he loved her, at least she felt that as long as she worked hard, he would eventually be moved.

Hope collapsed. From then on, she had no hope and her life would wither forever.

22 years old, could it be too early? It was still spring, but his heart was like a yellow flower in late autumn, withering away in pieces.

She had not eaten today's pill, so she opened a drawer and took out a pill bottle. She unscrewed it and swallowed it dry.

The chain of actions lasted for a long time. After taking the medicine, he continued to cough.

Coughing and coughing, he could no longer cough. Lying on the bed, he felt increasingly cold.

The blanket was under her feet. She refused to cover it, letting the cold soak through her body.

Ice and fire simultaneously tormented the delicate her. As she lay on the bed, she could not stop trembling. Her nose grew hotter and hotter, and her consciousness became more and more blurry.

Xiao Baiyu, that clear and a bit of a ruffian aura, appeared in her hazy consciousness.

"Darling, are you sad?" he asked her gently.

"Why are you so stupid? "Fool, come, let me hug you." In a trance, the man's face seemed to have become even more handsome. Upon closer inspection, it was actually Qiao Yushi.

"I don't want you, I want Xiao Baiyu, he won't hurt me. "No way!" She choked, screamed, and burst into tears.

Finally, it was Xiao Baiyu's turn. He gently and gently embraced her in his arms, comforting her in a low voice.

"Darling, everything will pass. Don't be sad, I will always take care of you."

She felt much more comfortable as she leaned into his embrace, greedily breathing.

Suddenly, she thought of Qiao Yifan. She was his mistress, his most lowly mistress. She was no longer qualified to be loved by Xiao Baiyu.

"I'm sorry, you can go!" Even if she was in love with his warmth, she could not be selfish enough to dominate him.

Xiao Baiyu looked at her in disappointment for a long time before finally turning to leave.

Looking at his back, the pain in his heart continued to cry, the colder and hungrier he became, the more Zilogg woke up from his deep pain.

It was late at night, and the room was dark. At the end of the old calendar, there was not a trace of light, just like her heart.

It turned out that the sadness in her dream was not fake in the slightest, and her tears were also real.

As expected, Qiao Yifan didn't come. Tonight, he and Xue'er must have been looking forward to the upcoming honeymoon.

She was not sleepy, and the temperature grew hotter and hotter. In the end, she was burned unconscious on the bed. Only then did her blurry mind sense that she was alone.

He was originally an orphan, abandoned by his parents and abandoned by his own life. Perhaps dying like this would be a type of release.

However, she couldn't stop worrying about her parents. She was their precious baby, and had gotten all of their pampered. When he thought about how they had just gained some strength and wanted to wake up, he couldn't help but feel powerless.

When he woke up again, it was noon. It turned out that if a person didn't die, they would definitely live. She opened her eyes and saw that the ceiling was spinning. Her cell phone rang twice, and it turned out that it was the message that woke her up.