Tang Qing showed a wry smile.
Xiao Fengting listened to her very much?
Why doesn't she feel it?
"I'll see the fruit."
These days she has been in hospital, fruit can not come to the hospital every day to see her, their mother and daughter did not meet for a while.
"I've just finished my meal and I'm doing my homework. The boy of Luo's family is doing homework with her in the study. It's OK. You've been busy with me for a whole day. Let's have a meal together. "
Because Tang Qing is hospitalized, Luo Yi also agrees to come and stay with Guoguo in Xiaofu for a few days. With Luo Yi, Tang doui is quite relieved and nods. She goes to the restaurant to have dinner with Xia Ning chat.
Xia Ning chat hungry all day, bow head fierce grill rice, "tomorrow I will not accompany you to go, little Lord see me estimated not to be happy." She's not so blind. She's going to make a light bulb.
Tang pour is indifferent: "it's OK, you go to work tomorrow, I can accompany him."
After dinner, Tang Qing went to Guoguo's study and gave the two children fruits. Then he returned to his room.
She took a bath and came out of the bathroom when Xiao Fengting pushed the door in. When the man saw her in the room, he seemed stunned for a moment and stopped at the door.
Tang Qing wiped his wet hair with a dry towel. Seeing Xiao Fengting standing at the door, he looked at him outside and joked, "what's the matter? Shy? Come here and help me dry my hair
Xiao Fengting did not speak. She came in and took the towel from her hand.
Tang Qing saw his silence and did not tease him any more. He took the hair dryer out of the drawer.
Sitting on the sofa with her legs in her arms, she couldn't help asking, "Xiao Fengting, what are you thinking now?"
Xiao Fengting looked down at her: "what?"
"I want to know what you're thinking." She closed her eyes slightly and sighed softly. "I don't seem to understand what you're thinking since we met."
Xiao Fengting slowly blowing her hair, heard Tang Qing's words, slightly pause.
"Do you want to know what I'm thinking?" he said
Tang Qing looked up at him, "what are you thinking?"
Xiao Fengting was silent for a moment.
"I didn't think about anything."
Tang Qing stood up and looked at him tired.
"Xiao Fengting, you don't believe Professor Lin, you don't believe me."
The man shivered slightly and pursed his lips slightly.
Tang Qing felt a little uncomfortable. She lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't blame you for anything. I just don't understand Why am I not worthy of your trust? "
Xiao Fengting looked down at her and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Tang Qing shook his head: "I don't blame you."
She slowly stretched out her hand and hugged the man's waist. She noticed his stiffness, and hugged him harder.
"Xiao Fengting, I hope you get better. I'm sincere about this. Can you believe me?"
The man lowered his head, looked at Tang Qing's face, and then slowly stretched out his hand and gently hugged her.
Sweet pain is also a kind of torture.
Will you love me when I get better?
He didn't know how to ask the question.
His love for her made him fall into a desperate situation. In the face of her outstretched hand, he did not even have the courage to grasp it.
If you fall down again, you will be shattered.
He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of meaningless hope.