I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 71 Comatose
Song Qingyue was led by Tang Shaohan to sit down at the dining table, and he helped her prepare vegetables with a smile, "Try it."

"Hmm..." Under his earnest gaze, Song Qingyue took a chopstick and put it into her mouth, chewing carefully.

"Does it taste good?"

Tang Shaohan looked at her nervously, as if he was afraid that the dishes would not suit her taste.

"delicious."

Reticent, Song Qingyue only ate in small mouthfuls, and Tang Shaohan didn't force her to tell what was hidden in her heart.

In fact, even if she didn't want to say it, Tang Shaohan vaguely guessed the reason, probably it had something to do with Shen Yichen...

"I'm done eating." Song Qingyue put down her chopsticks, lowered her eyebrows and said faintly, causing Tang Shaohan, who was already in deep thought, to come back to his senses, and looked at the half of the food left in her bowl, raising his eyebrows in surprise , "Just eat this little?"

Song Qingyue got up and left, Tang Shaohan hurriedly called out, "Where are you going?"

"bath."

"..." Tang Shaohan covered his lips and coughed in embarrassment, "Oh... let's go then."

Looking at the back of her leaving, Tang Shaohan frowned deeply, and a complex dark glow appeared in his eyes.

depression…

The index finger tapped lightly on the polished black marble tabletop, and after a long time, he sighed.

Isn't it good to hide things and keep yourself alone?Maybe she will fall back into negativity and cannot extricate herself.

After making up his mind, Tang Shaohan thought that she must not be allowed to develop like this, at least she couldn't keep herself locked in the room without contact with the sun or the outside world. It's not a good thing to close herself like this.

Waiting outside alone, raising his wrist to look at his watch from time to time.

After waiting for almost half an hour, there was still no movement in the bedroom, and Tang Shaohan had a bad feeling in his heart.

Standing up, walked to the bedroom door, knocked on the door lightly, "Qingyue? Have you finished washing?"

No one answered, dead silence.

The wrinkles between the brows deepened, "Qingyue?"

After shouting a few times in succession, there was no answer, Tang Shaohan was heartbroken, held the doorknob with his hand and twisted it slightly, "I'm coming in."

Opening the door, the room was empty, only the windows were open and closed, and the white screens were lifted by the breeze.

After a quick glance at the bedroom, he turned to the bathroom.

The light was still on in the bathroom, and the small piece of frosted glass on the door was still covered with mist and water droplets.

Tentatively twisting the handle of the bathroom door, the door was locked, so he had to knock on the door, "Qingyue? Qingyue, can you hear me?"

"Song Qingyue?!"

Still no one replied, his black eyes tightened, he didn't shout anymore, but started banging on the door.

After slamming the door open forcefully, the bathroom was filled with hot air and white mist.

He waved his hand, dispelling the mist that blurred his vision.

When his sight touched the fainted person on the ground, he was startled.

"Qingyue? Song Qingyue?" Tang Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief after checking her nose to make sure she was still breathing, and then began to check her body for other wounds.

There was no trauma and it didn't look like he had swallowed medicine. It seemed that he had been in a closed space for too long and had no fresh oxygen, so he fainted.

Tang Shaohan immediately carried her out. Seeing her blushing cheeks and pale lips, he frowned deeply, wrapped her in a coat, and hugged her out of the house.

On the way to the hospital, he had been carefully observing Song Qingyue's situation.

Although he knew that she fainted because she was locked in the bathroom for too long, Tang Shaohan was still worried, so he had to take her to the hospital for examination first.

(End of this chapter)