Madam Dihao is not good

Sitting on the bed blankly, let him play with it.

Her gaze is empty, like a puppet that has lost its soul.

After Su Shijie applied the medicine, he looked at her wet hair messily scattered on her shoulders, and then touched her forehead with his hand. She still had a high fever.

So he got up and prepared to ask the servant to come over with a hair dryer.

The moment he got up, a cold little hand grabbed his wrist suddenly. [

Su Shijie's pain of being caught in the heart reappeared!

He coughed lowly, turned around and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

In Chanel's empty eyes, there was finally a gleam of expression.

She stared blankly at Su Shijie, her eyes were broken and wandering, as if she was still in a dream: "Take me away..."

Su Shijie was taken aback, thinking that her high fever had returned, so he stretched out his hand to touch her forehead again.

Xia Naier said softly: "I don't want to care about anything anymore... I don't care about anything anymore... Su Shijie, please, don't leave me alone, take me away..."

She doesn't care anymore.I don't want to care about Yiyi, my sister, Mu Xicheng, or my mother.

She doesn't want to care about anyone anymore, she's tired, too tired...

Tired to the limit, can no longer bear, unless death is the only relief.

Su Shijie's eyes also showed dark pain.

"Nair, wake up." He grabbed her shoulders and shook her gently.

Ever since I carried her back from the side of the road just now, she has been so ignorant, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

Chanel looked at Su Shijie with confused eyes, and smiled: "I'm very sober."

"..."

"I'm really sober," Chanel smiled, the water in her eyes shining brightly in the white fluorescent light, "Su Shijie, I've always been sober."

"..."

"I'm really sober!"

She spoke like a drunk, desperately trying to prove that she was not drunk.

While speaking, Chanel clutched his sleeve and shook it, making him believe her. [

"Okay, you're awake." Su Shijie responded, sat beside her, and hugged her on his lap, which was his favorite position for hugging her.

"Where do you want me to take you?" He asked softly with his lips next to her ear.

"I don't know... Where are you going, just take me there, okay?"

Wherever there is him, she will go there.

Even if, his next stop is heaven...

"You don't want one by one?"

chanel