Chapter 588

"Awake?" Qi Lin heard a crisp voice in front of him, which made him feel a trance for a moment.

Then, Qi Lin looks at Yan Zhen standing in front of him with a touch of concern in his eyes.

Qi Lin pulled the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "I'm ok. It's just cold. I caught a cold by accident."

Yan Zhen pursed her lips and didn't speak. She turned to give Qi Lin a glass of water, and then carefully fed it to Qi Lin.

Qi Lin looks at Yan Zhen for a long time, until Yan Zhen feels uncomfortable. He turns around and asks, "what are you looking at?"

Qi Lin smiles, shakes his head in a small range and says: "nothing. If you're tired, just come and have a rest. I won't have anything for a while."

Yan Zhen mouth hard, did not admit: "I am not tired."

Qi Lin doesn't worry about the topic of "are you tired?" he just lifts the quilt and waits for Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen helpless, to Qi Lin will cover the quilt, said: "I'm really not tired, you have a rest, I give you a bowl of porridge, after drinking medicine."

Qi Lin watched Yan Zhen leave as if nothing had happened. He went to get congee for himself. There was an unspeakable loss in his heart, but his face was still paralyzed as usual, which made people unable to see any emotion.

Yan Zhen brings the porridge. As a result, Qi Lin doesn't have much strength. Yan Zhen has to drink porridge for Qi Lin himself. It's a good feeling, but Yan Zhen doesn't say a word. Can she still remember many hidden problems between Qi Lin and herself? If we make up in a muddle, we can't be depressed.

What's more, her emotional needs are pure.

Yan Zhen fed Qi Lin porridge, and then fed him medicine, time is already noon, Qi Lin let Yan Zhen to eat.

Yan Zhen didn't shirk again and turned to leave directly.

Qi Lin: "what's the point?

Maybe... President Qi, you think too much!

After Yan Zhen went downstairs, she found that the living room had not changed much. She just put some potted plants and changed the vase in the living room.

When the housekeeper saw Yan Zhen coming down the stairs, he said, "young lady, what can I do for you?"

Yan Zhen said with a smile, "it's OK. I just want to see what I can do for you."

The truth is that she didn't know how to get along with Qi Lin, so she went downstairs in the name of wanting to eat.

In fact, she didn't eat much breakfast, because Qi Lin had a fever. She went around Qi Lin early in the morning and drank a bowl of porridge in a hurry. She didn't eat much, but now she doesn't feel hungry.

The housekeeper said with a smile, "there's nothing wrong here, young lady. You've just recovered. Have a good rest!"

Yan Zhen bent his eyes: "thank you, I'm ok."

After chatting with the housekeeper for a while, Yan Zhen really didn't have anything to help, so he went back upstairs.

Qi Lin took the medicine and always wanted to wait for Yan Zhen to come back. Unfortunately, he couldn't carry the medicine and went to sleep.

Yan Zhen touched Qi Lin '.

The time of the day passed when Yan Zhen accompanied Qi Lin and Qi Lin fell asleep.

At the beginning of the evening party, Qi Lin had woken up, but he didn't want to pretend to be a "family" with other members of the Qi family, so he said he was ill and didn't attend. As Qi Lin's wife, she had to take good care of Qi Lin, so Yan Zhen naturally didn't show up.

Two people stay in the bedroom, there is no business around, and Yan Zhen obviously don't want to take care of Qi Lin, so he took a book in the bedroom outside the sofa nest.

Qi Lin felt his chin. From here, he could vaguely see Yan Zhen's back.

Yan Zhen was impatient to see Qi Lin, she turned around and waited for Qi Lin to say: "you always see what I do!"

Qi Lin took back his eyes and said, "it's OK."

Yan Zhen is puzzled. She feels that Qi Lin is really ill. She doesn't care if he is ill.

Because today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the banquet didn't last very late, we just gathered around to have a meal and talk for a while. Mr. Qi is old, and after talking with several senior people in Qi's collateral family for a while, he went back to the villa in front of him.

After Mr. Qi left, the party broke up soon. It was less than ten o'clock.

When Qi Wei and Liu Xiaoyue come back, they see Yan Zhen sitting on the sofa talking with the old man.

Liu Xiaoyue smiles. She takes off her shawl and asks, "where's Qi Lin?"

Yan Zhen thought of whether he was peeking at himself, and then looked back at one of his own as if nothing had happened. He said with a smile, "he's resting upstairs. He hasn't come downstairs before he's well."

Liu Xiaoyue doesn't find her daughter-in-law's malice towards her son. She thinks Yan Zhen is right. She originally planned to shout Qi Lin down together. The whole family will keep the new year together. Thinking about Qi Lin's body, she has to give up.

Poor Qi Lin is told by the housekeeper to take good care of himself in his room. After the master, his husband, his wife and his young wife have passed the year together, they will come up to accompany him.Qi Lin: "so, did they forget me?

Qi Lin certainly won't wait to die. He stayed in the room alone for a while and went to the bathroom to solve his physiological problems.

Then he changed his pajamas, picked out a white casual suit he rarely wore, and planned to go downstairs.

If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain.

Remembering Yan Zhen's indifferent attitude towards himself, Qi Lin has no choice but to smile. He asked for all this. Who can he blame?

Qi Lin thinks of Yan Zhen, can't help but be a little distracted, and then bumps into the bookshelf of the room.

Looking at the scattered books on the ground, Qi Lin sighed helplessly. He picked up the book and found that he had bought the book "99 love stories" before. He couldn't help smiling.

He thought of the time he used to get along with Yan Zhen, and then compared with the present situation, it was a huge irony.

Qi Lin opened the pink book, and then his action suddenly froze.

"Zhen'er likes roses very much. I wonder if I'm going to buy a garden and plant roses for her." This is his handwriting. He remembers that when he was in conflict with Yan Zhen for the first time, he gave her a bunch of roses.

Next, a line of elegant words.

"I don't like roses. I like the person who sent me flowers.".

Qi Lin's fingers trembled. He opened the back page. Where he wrote, there was always a reply.

Qi Lin felt that his whole body was frozen. It turned out that... Where he couldn't see, his zhen'er also loved him so much.

Qi Lin felt regretful. Now he wanted to hold the woman in his heart in his arms and kiss her.

Unfortunately... He can't.

Qi Lin clenched his fist in pain for a long time, until he felt his body stiff.

He carefully put the book away and patted the dust that did not exist on it. There were some ripples in his eyes and lingering bitterness.