evening.
Once again, the housekeeper hung up the phone call from Ruan's house and refused Mrs. Ruan's request out of the door.
Only Ji Jingchen would dare to refuse Ruan's family so many times.
He looked up anxiously at the direction of the third floor.
Since Wen Tiantian left, Ji Jingchen has not left the castle for three days, nor has he eaten anything.
Most of the company's things are handled by him in advance, the necessary work is remote control in the study, the rest of the day, he is used to treat the disease.
But even so, how can the body hold up without eating for a long time?
The housekeeper thought again and again, but he decided to go upstairs and have a look.
He went up to the third floor and knocked on the door of his study.
After waiting for a long time, the door was finally opened.
The housekeeper looked at the doctor in front of him and asked, "where's your husband?"
Dr. Zhang pointed inside.
"Now that I've just finished a course of treatment, I'm going to go home first and come back tomorrow. You help to take care of Mr. Ji. If you have any questions, please let me know. "
"Please, Doctor Zhang."
The housekeeper watched him leave, and then went in.
It was so quiet in the study that even the air was forbidden.
Only a small light on the table was dim.
A black voice sat on the sofa, leaning back, eyes closed exhausted.
As soon as the housekeeper approached, he could see the sweat on his body, even his face turned pale.
These days, every time he came to see Ji Jingchen, he saw this picture.
But no matter how many times, he was still shocked.
No one knows the treatment process of Dr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang, but if you think about it, you can guess some.
It must have been very painful for Ji Jingchen to be so embarrassed.
The housekeeper stood aside for a while and was about to open his mouth when Ji Jingchen opened his eyes.
"What's the matter?" His voice is a little hoarse, but also with a strong sense of fatigue after losing strength.
The housekeeper nodded quickly.
"Ruan's called again. Mrs. Ruan wants to talk to you. However, according to your previous request, I made an excuse to prevaricate in the past. But this is not the way. "
According to the Ruan family's temper, maybe after a while, they will come to the door angrily.
At that time, even if you want to hide, you can't hide.
Ji Jingchen frowned, and a slight fold appeared in the center of his brow.
"I see. I'll make it clear to her sometime."
The housekeeper pondered for a moment, and then said, "Sir, you haven't eaten for three days. I asked them to prepare some food, you eat first, don't wear yourself out at that time
"I have no appetite. Let them take it down."
Ji Jingchen's answer is the same as that of a few days ago.
The housekeeper looked at him anxiously, but after Ji Jingchen finished, he closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa. He didn't know if he had gone to sleep.
He had no choice but to leave lightly, close the door carefully and let the cook put away the prepared food.
When the cook heard this, she frowned and said, "how can you wake up like this? Before he recovered, his body was broken down. "
The housekeeper sighed.
"Sir, if you don't want to eat, what can we do?"
"If only Miss Wen was here, he would certainly persuade Mr. Wen to eat..."
The cook spoke and looked at the housekeeper.
They all know it's impossible.
Mr. Wen had just kicked Miss Wen out that day. Maybe at this time, Wen Tiantian already hated Ji Jingchen. How could she come back?
The housekeeper waved helplessly.
"Well, put those things away first. If you are hungry, you should come down. If it's impossible, we can only take special measures. "
Late at night.
Ji Jingchen woke up again from his sleep.
He saw that wentiantian ignored him in her dream, holding other people's hands, embracing other people's waist and kissing other people's lips.
His heart was as if he were dying.
Even if he knelt down to beg her, Wen Tiantian left him behind.
What he said to Wen Tiantian that day, all came back to him.
His heart ached to the point of death.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was breathing.
The corner of his eyes seeps out water light unconsciously. He looks at the ceiling in horror. His heart still has the pain of tearing.
Painful pain, every minute and every second is shouting.
Sweat rolled down his temples and wet the ends of his hair.
Ji took a deep breath, but he didn't relieve his sadness.Since Wen Tiantian left, he can dream of wentiantian every night.
Her voice, her eyes, her tears.
No one knows how scared he was when he dared to go.
If Wen Tiantian is disappointed, she leaves.
What should he do if she can't wait eight months for herself?
If everything in the dream becomes true, what should he do?
The only chip in his hand is warm and sweet love
Ji Jingchen clenched it tightly and did not dare to relax.
This is a game, a game with no back road.
It's late.
I don't know if he was influenced by that dream. In recent days, Ji Jingchen felt hungry for the first time.
In the dining room.
The cook is still packing the refrigerator.
She opened the freezer and sorted out the expired and unnecessary items.
When he looked up, he saw Ji Jingchen come in.
She was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Sir, are you hungry? I'll make food for you now. "
Ji Jingchen was about to speak, and then there were two cakes on the table.
It is a small cake of palm size, decorated with fruit and cream. It looks small and lovely.
Ji Jingchen slightly periodic baa, feel some familiar.
"Where did this come from?"
The cook took a look and cautiously said, "this is the day before Miss Wen left the castle. She prepared it for Mr. Wen."
Ji Jingchen suddenly raised his head and was shocked.
He looked at the cook and looked down at the cake on the table.
"Give it to me."
On hearing this, the Cook said, "no, sir, this cake has expired. I'm going to throw it away..."
Ji Jingchen frowned and said, "give it to me."
Then he leaned over directly and took the two small cakes on the table.
The blue and pink cakes are for two people.
Ji Jingchen held the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and opened the outside packaging.
The cook stood by worried, trying to stop.
"Sir, this is overdue."
But Ji Jingchen turned a deaf ear and ate one or two cakes in one breath.
The cook looked at him in astonishment.
Ji Jingchen put down his knife and fork, and the two small cakes had been eaten by him.
"It's delicious."
He said.
After a pause, he continued: "unfortunately, there will be no more..."