Chapter 511

The driver had no choice but to take a breath, rummaged through the boxes and turned out a box of medicine under the drawer. I have a look. For Feng Ke to eat in. Go back and tell the nanny aunt to call. Don't move Feng Ke for the time being. Wait for the doctor to come. Feng Ke has already done it.

He was pale and looked at me. Good looking eyes blink. I don't know what I'm thinking and I don't speak. I'm a little scared to stay by his side and look at him.

He suddenly asked me with a smile, "worried about me?"

I can't say whether I'm worried or not. After all, he is a good man. I don't know how to answer the question.

He said, holding my hand. "You sleep so much that I didn't wake you up. I don't know. I want to take medicine. I can't remember where it is. "

He had a heart attack. I have no idea.

"It's OK. How can you have a heart attack. I didn't find it all the time. "

"It's not serious. It's natural. Sometimes there's something wrong. "

The doctor sighed, "if you work long hours and don't have a good rest. It will be very serious. I haven't been ill for several years. I must pay attention to it. If it's OK, I'll go back first. Just don't move disorderly for the time being. Let's have a rest for two days. "

Feng Ke nodded, the driver sent the doctor away, Feng Ke grabbed the phone, pressed a number, told the company some things, continued to see me, "really don't worry about me?"

I'm still silent.

"Ha ha, you're right. I'm torturing you, that is, torturing myself. If I die, all my property belongs to you. It's normal for you not to worry about me."

But I never thought about that.

"I didn't think so, fengke."

"It doesn't matter. It's a fact. It's possible. But I love you, but you don't love me

I don't know what his love will be so abnormal, maybe because I can't feel his love!

"Fengke, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you?"

I think, at least I should do something, in how wrong, he is still a person, is a good person, can cook a meal, I'm not so cruel to him just look at nothing to do.

"Well, you're good at it. Help me up. I'll go downstairs and watch you do it."

I helped him down. He leaned on the sofa, his face was still very pale, and his breath was light. He leaned back against the soft cushion, and his eyes were staring at me for a moment. I made spareribs soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a few vegetables. When he put them on the table, Feng Ke was laughing, gave me a thumbs up and asked me, "how many times have you cooked for Zhuo Feng?"

I said, "a few times, what I don't do, he does."

"Shame, I can't do it."

"Just eat it. Here, chopsticks."

He took it, but didn't eat it. He looked down and was very satisfied. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle. Suddenly, he was very emotional. "When people are dying, they are honest. Although I'm not dead now, I'm not dead. I must be blessed to enjoy it. The first thing I enjoy is the lunch my wife made for me. It's really good. You sit here and eat with me. "

I obediently sat beside him with my rice bowl, watching him eating tomato fried rice, nodded contentedly, and ate three bowls of rice at one go.

"Slow down. It's not healthy to eat like this."

"Well, it's rare to enjoy it once. Hehe, do I have to be sick several times to eat the cooked food?"

I don't pay attention to his jokes. Feng Ke is not a joker. I don't know his sense of humor. I'm always careful when I get along with him. I'm afraid that he will suddenly have a wrong temper and yell at me. I don't want my children to be influenced like this all day.

He watched me wash the dishes after dinner. I cleaned up and wiped my hands. He was frowning at me. The smile he had just had turned into melancholy. His eyebrows were very deep. He asked me, "drow, do you hate me?"

I hate him. I hate him very much. If it wasn't for him, Zhuo Feng would not be what he is now. Even if I didn't marry Zhuo Feng, I should associate with him. We are working together to protect our children, but we are not facing his threat.

I didn't say a word. I sat on his left, holding the coffee he poured for me. I didn't drink it. I felt the warmth of the cup in my hand.

"You still don't agree with me about having dinner with the Zhuo family?"

It's strange to say that he never asked my opinion when he did something. I would not agree to ask me about it, but I still wonder why he didn't do it directly, but came to ask for my opinion. Is my opinion very important?

"Why don't you just force me to do it? You know I won't agree."

"Well, I'm also strange. Ha ha ha ha But I'm really happy to see you in trouble. "

See, he's an incomprehensible, perverted lunatic.

He grabbed my hand and strolled in the yard, never talking, still calculating shrewdly in his beautiful eyes. After a while, he took me to sit on the bench in the yard and asked me in a low voice, "do you like it?"I don't understand. I look around.

"Here, do you like it?"

I just noticed here now. Many years ago, I went to Zhuo Feng's home for the first time. Xu Jiaojiao came out of the villa to welcome him, but what she saw was me. I didn't know how ugly her face was.

At that time, I only noticed Xu Jiaojiao's face, my ugly and dirty clothes, and the magnificent house.

The house at this time is very similar to Zhuofeng's home at that time. The difference is that it is bigger and more prosperous here.

I took a deep breath and understood the purpose of fengke's bringing me back.

"What good is it for you to torture me like this, fengke? Are you happy in your heart? Are you really happy? "

"Yes."

"Lie, you are not happy, you know I don't love you, so you want to look at me sad, so you will be happy, but it doesn't mean you are happy, you are still empty, you want to get, but always can't get, so you will destroy, will destroy, but never know how to treat each other sincerely, if you are really good to me, really good to me Love, you won't be willing to see me suffer any injustice, but you have been trying to torture me, every bit, even if I drink water, the cup is the style that Zhuo Feng used to like. It's torture for me, and it's even more torture for you. You've lost yourself. Aren't you tired? "

Feng Ke didn't answer. He just looked at me in silence. His expression gradually relaxed. After a while, he heard his long and heavy breathing, "yes, I'm not happy."

My heart trembled, looking back at him, his brow continued to frown, looking very sad.

"Are you willing?" He asked me suddenly.

"What?" I didn't get it.

"Zhuo Feng loved Xu Jiaojiao so much, but he didn't love you. In the prime of his youth, he didn't have your shadow. It wasn't you who stayed in Zhuo Feng's heart. Are you willing?"

I'm not reconciled, but that's something that can't be done. Who doesn't want to stay in each other's heart forever, but this is not the reason to do evil.

"Feng Ke, you don't even love yourself. How can you love others? What you do is torture others, and it's also torture you. You even hurt yourself, and you can't do good to others. It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not. What matters is how to get out. Xu Jiaojiao is dead and can't come back. No matter how many people you hurt, she won't come back. "