Chapter 303

Hearing the sound of slamming the door, Yan Xiruo's last strength seemed to be hollowed out. Her eyes empty and wooden lying on the sofa, around the air as if they are still residual after the breath of love, her nose a burst of acid.

I don't know how long she lay down until her cell phone rang.

Without a glance at the phone call, she got up from the sofa and looked at the clothes and cloth torn by him on the ground. She picked it up and threw it into the garbage can.

She went to the bathroom and took a bath. She covered her face with her hands. There was warm liquid falling down.

She didn't feel sleepy after nearly a night's tossing last night. Every corner of the apartment seemed to have his smell. She didn't want to smell that smell at all, so she started cleaning.

She cleaned every corner, even under the bed.

After cleaning for more than two hours, she fell to the ground.

After sitting for a few seconds, she seemed to think of something. She ran to the bathroom and put his used toiletries, slippers and two pairs of underpants she had washed with him into the bag.

Looking at his daily necessities, her chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone, and the feeling of suffocation was surging like tide.

She hugged his things into her arms until the knuckles of her hands began to turn white.

no matter how painful she was in her heart, she did not regret spending this time with him. After all, she also felt happiness and sweetness.

Although each other will not have the end, but at least the process let her realize the taste of love. Every day I look forward to him coming. When he comes, they are close to each other. Even if they don't do anything and listen to each other's breath quietly, they feel happy and contented.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but bring up a sweet smile.

Just, smile and smile, in the eye socket a layer of wet meaning.

The sweeter you are, the more painful your heart will be.

She was holding his things and lying slowly on the cold brick floor.

Jans made several phone calls to Yan Xiruo, but no one answered. Last night, he stayed up almost all night, worrying about her. After all, when he left yesterday, the cold and harsh breath that night Jue Mo sent out was too frightening.

When Jans arrived at the apartment, he saw Yan Xiruo lying on the floor tiles, motionless.

His pupil shrinks, puts down the incubator in his hand, and quickly walks up to her.

Touch her forehead, the temperature is burning hands.

He patted her on the face. There was no reaction. He probably fell asleep.

Jans picked her up from the floor and walked into the room.

He found the thermometer and took her temperature. It was nearly thirty-nine degrees.

Jans quickly called the private doctor he knew. Before the doctor arrived, he took an ice bag in the refrigerator and put it on her forehead to cool her physically.

Jans sat at the edge of the bed, looking at the blue and purple marks on her white neck, and his brows wrinkled tightly.

His line of sight, again moved to her sleep is still locked between the delicate eyebrows, raised his finger, gently smoothed for her.

The doctor came and hung up with Yan Xiruo.

After the drop, she wakes up, the fever has not completely subsided, the palm is big small, the face takes morbid pale.

Jans will praise the good porridge over, Yan Xiruo lean on the head of the bed, looking after her nearly a day of Jans, hoarse way, "thank you, Jans."

Jans looked at her heartily. "Don't say so polite words. Come on, have something to eat." He scooped the porridge, blew it, and handed it to her lips.

Yan Xiruo's whole body is sour, soft and has no strength. She wants to eat by herself. Jans shakes her head, "listen, open your mouth."

After a small half bowl of porridge, she couldn't eat it. Jans didn't try to persuade her.

The body is worn out too much, add to hit a drop, wake up not long, drowsy again.

Jans stayed up all night last night and took care of her all day. Her eyelids grew heavy. She was lying beside her bed and fell asleep.

"Jue Mo...."

Hearing Yan Xiruo's dry voice, Jans quickly wakes up and looks at Yan Xiruo, who has a fever and is still dreaming. He holds her little hand and says, "Xiruo, wake up, I'll take you to the hospital..."

Yan Xiruo slowly opened her heavy eyelids. She looked at the man in front of her. She had deep and delicate facial features, angular face, and dark narrow eyes. It was clear that yejue Mo had come.

She mumbled her pale lips, and suddenly opened her arms and fell into his arms.

"It must not be reality, is it? You'll never come back when you're gone. I'm dreaming, aren't you? " She put her little face against his chest, clasped her hands around his waist, and her long tear stained eyelashes trembled. "Actually, I don't want you to marry Lucia at all, but what can I do? We are so different in identity. What else can I do except let it goJans froze, listening to her crying voice, with colic like pain in her chest.

He raised his hands and hugged her weak body, "Xiruo, forget him, I will take good care of you in the future."

……

Night Jue Mo left from the office, frightened all day before the government officials slightly relieved.

Today, your highness is like eating dynamite. What they did wrong was a lot of criticism. The whole office is shrouded in a low pressure.

"Secretary general, isn't your highness about to marry the princess? Isn't he supposed to be happy? "

The Secretary General shook his head, "we'd better not discuss your Highness's business. We'd better do our duty well."

……

Night Jue Mo drive in the city around a circle, turning around, unexpectedly stopped in the Jinxiu District downstairs.

He opened the storage compartment and took out a plaster, which he asked the private secretary to buy in the morning. It was too much last night. She was swollen and torn.

Putting the plaster in the bag, he went upstairs in a mixed mood.

He told himself that he would leave after leaving the plaster and return the spare key of his apartment to her.

After giving himself an excuse to see her again, he took the elevator to the apartment.

Open the door and see a pair of black leather shoes on the porch. The eyebrows are wrinkled.

When he came to the door of the bedroom which was not closed tightly, his sight swept to the bed. When he saw the two bodies tightly embracing, he was frozen.

The whole body blood, instantly congealed into ice.

Holding the big hand on the bag, exerting force again, the blue veins on the back of the hand suddenly jumped up.

Originally, I wanted to come and have a good talk with her.

It doesn't seem necessary.

She didn't cheat him, and after she separated from him, she was ready to be with Jans.

The scene in front of him was like a slap in the face and hurled at him.

Fire spicy pain.

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