School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 903 Tell You A Story

Shu Yacheng just looked at her like this, the circles of his eyes were red, and the moist mist filled his eyes.

Her heart was aching like tearing. Although she was prepared in her heart and imagined what it would be like to be with him in July, she didn't know what it was until she saw it with her own eyes. It's called real pain.

However, she had no choice but to make him settle down in July, and she seemed to be his only antidote.

"Most July, don't forget your other identity. You are here to take care of Han, not to make you fall in love with him again."

Helpless, Shu Yacheng could only remind her.

"..."

At the end of July, she didn't even look at her, her eyes were focused on Nangonghan.

Shu Yacheng glared at her angrily, but she had no choice but to turn around silently and leave the ward.

If you stay any longer, it will only increase your internal injuries...

The ward became silent again, without Shu Yacheng's disturbance, the air became less oppressive.

"Nangonghan, I beg you, wake up, okay?"

Looking at his thin and pale face with distress, her heart ached like a knife.

How could such a proud person be overthrown by a mere illness?

Gradually, his expression stabilized, and finally Qiyue was tired of standing, so he moved a chair and sat beside him.

Picking up his big hand, she moved her index finger slightly, and she looked at him in surprise, "You moved your hand, do you know I'm here?"

However, he still had his eyes closed and looked cold.

Most Qiyue was in a trance, she clearly felt his fingers move lightly, it couldn't be a hallucination.

"Nangonghan, if you are awake, if you can hear me talking, just move your finger and tell me, you know."

Trapped in a dream, he still kept looking for the source of the sound, and there was a familiar voice beside his eardrum, and he said excitedly.

He looked down at his hands quietly, and then, following her words, moved his fingers lightly.

"Hehe..." There were tears in his smile.

"You moved, you really moved."

Not to mention how excited Qiyue is at this moment, he always feels that if he persists, he will definitely be out of danger.

"You, do you feel bored and lonely? I... Let me tell you a story, okay? After the story, you open your eyes and look at me, okay?"

Although, he didn't move his hand this time, and he didn't feel discouraged until July, organizing the words in his mind.

Said softly, "A long time ago, there was a little girl who lived in a poor mountain village, where the mountains were green and the streams were clear. The little girl had an ordinary family, with her father and mother, and an older brother... …”

"Mom and Dad love her very much. The little girl is living a happy life. During the day, she plays with her brother on the path in the mountains, walks through the rough roads, and blows the coolest wind in the mountains..."

"..."

No one saw, a slender figure stood quietly outside the window, with a pair of amber eyes, staring at their harmonious appearance in a daze.

The atmosphere was silent.

He just stood so quietly, watching her hold his hand tightly, watching her calm and serene, telling him a story.

The tightly clenched fist was bearing the severe pain in the heart, and only when the nails dug into the flesh could he feel in a trance that he hadn't died from the pain, and that he was still alive in this world.

How much he longed for him to be the one lying there, enjoying her gentle eyes and listening to her soft voice.

"yawn……."

(End of this chapter)