Qiao Xi didn't pay attention to his disorderly request and directly sat by the window. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her through the glass window. Her body was bright and her body was dim. She half narrowed her eyes and occasionally took a look at the potion, which was slowly entering his body.
Shen yean doesn't speak, but she doesn't let her leave. Qiaoxi quietly accompanies him in the house, and even Li Ran sends dinner to solve the problem in the house.
She looked at the clock on the wall. It was nine o'clock in the evening. When the beach was busy, she closed the window tightly so as not to disturb the sleeping man.
Qiao Xi walked slowly to the front of the bed and watched his sleeping face with his eyes closed tightly. His cold little hands specially set up on his forehead and touched his forehead. It should be that the fever has gone away.
She yawned and fell asleep at the edge of the bed.
The night is quiet, and Qiao Xi sleeps in the past, but Shen yean wakes up and looks at the black head on the edge of the bed. He wants to raise his hand and touch it, but he is afraid to wake her up, so he has to give up.
He slightly side body, by the light looking at the back of her head, a small piece, his mouth slightly tilted.
Jiang Ying's plane landed at the island airport at night. After getting off the plane, she went straight to the hotel. The housekeeper at her side arranged everything in advance.
"Madam, our room is next to Mr. Shen."
"Well, it's best."
Jiang Ying was thinking about her sick son. When she got off the plane, she wanted to go to the hotel the first time. Even if the housekeeper reminded her that it was late, she didn't let Jiang Ying give up.
Their room is on the first floor. When they come out of the elevator, they can see the bodyguard in black standing at Shen yean's door from a distance. Jiang Ying walks quickly.
The bodyguard in black knew Mrs. Shen and respectfully sidestepped to give way.
"Sleep at night?"
"I don't think so. The doctor went in just now."
Hearing this, Jiang Ying nodded and pushed the door in.
There was a thick carpet on the floor, and her high-heeled shoes sank into the carpet without any sound. Even Shen yean, who was half reclining on the bed, did not feel anyone coming in, until she saw her appear in front of her eyes, her pupils shrank sharply, and the sharp light from her dark eyes.
Jiang Ying stands at the head of the bed, shocked by the scene in front of her eyes, and her heart shrinks violently. She wants to get angry immediately and blow out Qiao Xi.
The woman she had been guarding against even fell asleep on the edge of yean bed, and her son gently held her hand and his eyes fell on her. This was a state she had never seen before. No matter how they looked, their actions were like lovers in love. This was totally unacceptable to her. It was a big joke of Shen family that her son fell in love with a poor girl.
Jiang Ying's heart was on the verge of breaking out. She bit her lips and held back. Her whole body trembled and her eyes fell on her son.
"Mom also came to the island for vacation. I heard you were here. Come and have a look."
She found a reason for herself, but Shen yean's sharp eyes did not disappear.
"I'm fine. Go and have a rest."
"What did the doctor say?"
"It's all right."
His pale face fell in the bottom of Jiang Ying's eyes, haggard and lifeless, her heart faintly raised anger, Li Ran is taking care of him like this?
"What about Li Ran?"
"It's late now."
His meaning of driving her away is very obvious, but at present Jiang Ying doesn't want to go at all. Qiao Xi is still in the room. How can she go.
She deliberately approached, the heel of her shoes heavily trampled on the carpet, but also raised the voice, with a sharp silk.
In her sleep, Qiao Xi faintly heard Jiang Ying's voice. She thought it was just a dream. But even if she was dreaming, she was frightened to wake up. She brought silk color and shadow to Jiang Ying.
Qiao Xi wakes up sleepily, raises her hand to rub her eyes, and then rubs her aching wrists and neck. Her eyes first fall on Shen yean's tight face, and looks at her with his sharp eyes. However, she finds Jiang Ying, dressed in exquisite clothes, standing in front of the bed, staring at her fiercely.
She was suddenly surprised, almost written on her face, and immediately got up, hands from Shen yean's hands.
Jiang Yingqi's face was almost distorted, but she remembered the unhappiness she had had with yean last time. She didn't get angry in front of her face. She squeezed out a smile: "thank Miss Qiao for taking care of yean. It's late now. Miss Qiao will go back to have a rest."
Qiao Xi nods, also did not look at Shen yean: "well, Mrs. Shen is polite."
She picked up the bag on the sofa, not hypocritical greetings, directly turned out.
Today, Jiang Ying came suddenly. I don't know why. Qiao Xi didn't think much about it. After returning to the room, she washed and went to bed.
At the moment, Jiang Ying is still standing in Shen yean's room. She has a stomach full of anger, but she is still not sending out her face in the face of her son.
She sat down in the chair that Qiao Xi had just sat in. She tried to hold his hand, but he avoided her.
"Isn't it better?"
Shen yean pursed her lips and nodded, but Jiang Ying suddenly understood.
"Is it right now that you can only contact Qiao Xi, not other members of the opposite sex?"Shen yean calmly refused to answer this question: "it's late, you go back to rest."
"Good night, my mother just wants to care about you. You are the only son of my mother. In those years, I worked hard to give birth to you. For you, I could not have this life."
Jiang Ying red eyes, raised hands to wipe tears.
"I don't know from when, we have estrangement between mother and son, but mother still loves you."
Shen yean's hand is on the quilt, and Jiang Ying's eyes fall on it. She has not had physical contact with her son for many years.
She slowly extended her hand, Shen night an Yu light to see, but did not dodge, he clenched his lips, and even suppressed the inner wave of emotion, closed his eyes.
Jiang Ying finally grasped his shaking hand, gently broke open his fist, and clasped his fingers together.
She noticed that his shaking wrist was still there.
"The feeling now reminds me of holding your hand when I was a child, and you cleverly followed your side."
Her tone light from the ear, Shen yean began to struggle.
Jiang Ying saw his more and more pale face and perspiration, also no longer reluctantly, pulled the quilt for him: "you sleep."
After that, she got up and stood on the edge of the bed and put the pillow down for him. Shen yean did not feel sleepy even when he lay down.
Jiang Ying didn't go in a hurry until he saw him close his eyes and then turned off the light and left.