He was willing to take the medicine she gave him. What is that? Trust?
But if this is trust, then why can he trust her medicine, but he is not willing to trust her feelings? If he had given her more trust, they might not have broken up at all.
Now, this kind of trust seems ironic.
And he, even at the moment, even if he was asleep, his brows were frowning, and his forehead was constantly sweating.
Ling still took a towel from the bathroom and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"Ma... Ma..." in his mouth, his voice was very light, almost a kind of language. She had to be very close to hear what he was shouting.
He is... Dreaming, dreaming of his mother? Ling still thought to herself.
She still remembered hearing him say that when he was very young, his mother left him and her husband and ran away from home because she couldn't stand the poverty.
And for so many years, his mother never appeared in front of him.
Even, she remembers, there is a wound on his chest. Although the scar of the wound has faded a lot, it almost killed him.
From the faded scar, she could imagine how dangerous it was. It's very easy for a child to get hurt like that!
But the injury was caused by his mother's pushing him away.
"Mom, don't... Don't leave me... Don't leave me and... Dad... Don't... Don't..." his brow was more and more severe, and even his head was slightly shaking. The broken voice was constantly overflowing from his mouth.
And she just wiped his forehead, and a layer of sweat.
So he looks like a helpless child.
Or... He dreamed of the scene when he was a child. In his dream, he was a child.
Ling still helped to wipe the sweat from his forehead again, and then said in a soft voice, "good, sleep, no one will leave you."
Her childhood, even if the mother died, and grandmother loved her, but he... Mother left, father frozen to death in the ice and snow, the only grandfather, even did not give him much warmth.
Think about it, his childhood, in fact, was much more unfortunate than her!
Ling is still in the heart, with a touch of heartache.
Heartache this young age, must have a strong person to survive the child; is also in the strange house, the servant uses the amiable mask, deceives takes the sleeping pill the child.
It's because of his illness, so she loves this man who doesn't love. Ling is still in the heart and says to himself like this.
"Don't... Don't want me... I don't want to be alone..." in his sleep, his voice is so flustered, and the expression on his face shows a kind of vulnerability that has never been seen before.
"No, you won't be alone." She follows his words soft voice way, perhaps this moment, for her, just want to pacify his uneasiness, also accomplished own this heartache!
When Yi Jin woke up, she felt a layer of sweat on her body, and her whole body seemed to be soft and weak.
He slowly sat up and looked around the room.