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Shi Yue stood there, watching Huo Tingxiao's leaving figure, and followed him indifferently, and he exuded a cold aura. Xie Yang didn't dare to get any closer at all, so he could only lower his head and follow. Behind Shi Yue.
Just when he was about to get in the car, he looked at Xie Yang and said, "Go and find out why Su Xingchen came to the hospital."
After saying that, Shi Yue drove, Huo Tingxiao sat in the passenger seat, and the two drove away.
Wang Yizhi brought Su Xingchen back to his private apartment. Su Xingchen was already so weak that she had no strength at all. She was half lying on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head, not moving or saying yes, as if she was lost. Puppet of the soul.
Wang Yizhi sat next to her, staring at her for a moment, but he couldn't see through her thoughts.
"Xingchen, let's have something to eat." Wang Yizhi picked up the warm porridge and put the spoon to her lips.
Su Xingchen was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. Her empty eyes slowly moved to him. She was looking at him, but Wang Yizhi couldn't find any focus in her eyes.
She didn¡¯t speak, she just shook her head lightly.
"Xingchen, you can't do this without eating or drinking. Your body won't be able to hold on. Tell me, is it still hurting somewhere? If you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll find the Wang family's personal doctor, okay?"
Su Xingchen still shook his head, but his pale lips moved a few times, "I'm not hungry, Wang Yizhi, please, please just let me be quiet, okay?"
Wang Yizhi sighed helplessly and placed the porcelain bowl in his hand on the coffee table aside. He sat down next to her and was silent for a moment before tentatively speaking, "Xingchen, do you love him so much?"
The answer to him was silent silence.
At this time, Su Xingchen on the sofa had slowly closed his eyes, a teardrop trembling on his long eyelashes.
Wang Yizhi's heart ached and he couldn't ask any more questions.
He has to bear a lot of responsibility for what he is like today, but he really didn't mean it, he just had too much obsession.
What¡¯s wrong with him?
Why doesn¡¯t Xingchen like him and insists on liking an old man who is so much older than her?
Wang Yizhi stood up, took out a soft blanket from the bedroom, and gently covered Su Xingchen. His slender fingertips gently brushed away the broken hair from her forehead.
"I'll make you some brown sugar water, and you can have a good rest."
Su Xingchen ignored him and just pulled the blanket over her head, as if cutting off all contact with the outside world, thinking that in this way she could forget all the things that had nothing to do with her.
In the confusion, the phone suddenly buzzed, and the word "Mommy" jumped on the screen.
Su Xingchen couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this scene, and then hung up the phone.
But He Wanshi seemed determined not to give up. She kept calling and kept calling, but she hung up every time.
It finally calmed down, but it was only for a moment. The phone in the palm of my hand suddenly vibrated, and it was a text message: Xingchen, why did you hang up on your mother? Mom is very worried about you. When will you come back?
Seeing He Wanshi's concerned look, Su Xingchen smiled bitterly. She could ignore anyone, but she couldn't refuse He Wanshi. Her father wouldn't live long, and she was left with her mother alone.
Su Xingchen had no choice but to get up from the sofa with difficulty. Every time she moved, her stomach hurt. She didn't want to move because of the pain, so she walked out barefoot. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com