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OMG, I won't take random pills next time.Taking sleeping pills made me feel unbearable, and I had to undergo such a painful gastric lavage, which pulled me back from the brink of death.

Not worth it, not worth it!

When I was in a coma, the past affection between me and Leng Ruichen kept appearing in my mind, and the harm he caused me before appeared again.

Now he came to me, what does it mean?

Make up with me?

Unfortunately, I will never believe what he says again.

In the confusion, I felt something full of warmth caressing my hair, cheeks, eyelids, nose, and finally staying on my lips.

These actions made me shudder.

What is he doing?I am a patient, so he will not kill me.

My heart was beating nervously, and the voice that made me crazy and hurt came from my ear again, bewitching people's hearts.

"Xue'er, you little fairy. You will be satisfied with what kind of torture you want me to be?" He whispered to me softly in my ear, making my heart feel like a pool of calm lake suddenly throwing a piece of it. Stone, undulating.

I slowly opened my eyes, looking at the handsome face in front of me that disturbed my emotions many times in my dreams, I couldn't help sighing in my heart.

No matter how handsome he is, he is not mine. Even if he was, it was only in the past.

"Are you awake?" It was that sexy voice full of masculine charm again.

I nodded, now I don't want to say a word to him.

"This is the porridge I asked Mama Wang to make, try it and see if it tastes good." He brought a bowl of porridge from the table, it looked steaming hot, and seemed delicious.

He first scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it, then handed it to my mouth, and said to me: "Eat it, it shouldn't be hot."

I hesitated for a moment, but opened my mouth to let him feed me.

After all, he is different now.

He fed me spoon by spoon and I ate it in mouthfuls.

I feel that there is hot and pure care in this bowl of porridge.

The heart seems to be touched again.

Really, I feel more and more useless.It was just a simple movement, and I was moved like this.

This world is really full of emotions that I can't understand everywhere.

do i hate himStill love him?Or a love-hate relationship?Or are both emotions absent?

I don't understand what is going on in my heart more and more, and I really don't understand the man in front of me.

What is he trying to do?Now we should be strangers.

He came to look for me again, why?

Is it really as I just thought?

Forget it, what I should enjoy now is the care that a patient deserves, why should I make it difficult for myself, let myself be immersed in the hatred generated for love every day, so tired.

Finally, a bowl of porridge was wiped out by me before long.

Looking at his face, with an expression of wanting to see, but not knowing how to say it, it was really funny.

Sighing helplessly, he said to him, "What do you want to tell me?"

Hearing me ask him this, there was also a trace of surprise and joy in his eyes.

Then, she sat down on the chair next to me, helped me straighten my somewhat messy hair, and said to me softly, "Forgive me, please?"