Chapter 1224

Su Mo Han swept her one eye, did not ask again, got up to pour a cup of water, gently put on the small table.

As soon as Xiang Tianlai chewed, he raised his head slightly and happened to see Su Mo Han's big hand.

Slender fingers as warm as jade, holding a transparent glass is particularly good-looking.

Xiang Tianlai stared at his hand and couldn't help but lose his mind. Looking at the hand of the man in front of her, she couldn't help thinking of the man's hand. His hand was longer than Su Mohan's, and it was also maintained without a trace of cocoon.

The hands have gently touched her hair, but also gently wiped away her tears, it has gently held her in the arms, and even stroked her body again and again.

I don't know why, just for this moment, those memories that she tried not to think of turned into monsters in a flash, intertwined with flickering lights and fragments, which almost engulfed her.

As soon as her nose was sour, tears began to roll in her eyes.

So she lowered her head again, looked at the dishes in the bowl, and kept picking up the rice, trying to cover up her confusion and uneasiness.

In fact, she can detect that ye Fei and Su Mohan have been looking at her silently. She also knows that ye Fei is concerned about her, but she really doesn't want to mention it again. She doesn't want to mention those things before, and she doesn't want to make herself so vulnerable in her eyes.

She forced herself not to think, nothing to think, because as long as she thought, her heart would be involuntarily painful, those joy and happiness, for a moment, turned into a sharp irony, let her hard to breathe.

Xiang Tianlai just silently delivered rice to his mouth. Every time, he stuffed some white rice into his mouth. He chewed mechanically and then swallowed with frown. It seemed that he didn't want to add a little burden to Ye Fei and Su Mohan.

However, in front of the tray carefully prepared dishes, she did not touch it from the beginning to the end, as for the cup of water left by Su Mohan, she also did not move.

Ye Fei stood aside and sighed, and said again, "you eat more. You are empty now. You don't want to think about anything else."

"Well." Xiang Tianlai gently answered, but did not look up. The teardrops rolled down her cheek into the bowl, which was extremely salty and astringent.

She remembered that when she just came out of prison, she refused to eat all day long, just wanted to find out the truth and let him go.

But no matter whether she was angry or fasted, he was never angry. Although he never said why he would appear there, and never mentioned letting himself go, he would take the trouble to persuade himself again and again.

He would rub her head, sigh and say, "why do you torture yourself?"

He would also gently hold her and say, "don't be angry. If you are angry, you will not be beautiful."

He would also make something he liked to eat, and after giving it to her, he told her, "if you don't have enough food, you don't have the strength to toss about..."

His doting expression emerged again with Ye Fei's concern, and these warm memories, accompanied by the cold all over her at the moment, almost drove her crazy.

She did not know why she would be so useless, why she had already hurt her heart, but still remembered his warmth.

Xiang Tianlai's tears rolled down one drop after another, and her head was buried lower and lower, so that those tears fell down her jaw and fell into her rice bowl. As she did not? Script & gt; txttopshow7; & lt; script & gt;

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