President, please spoil me!

She actually woke up from a nightmare. When she woke up, she was filled with a kind of dreamlike... fear, and she didn't dare to sleep anymore. She didn't go to sleep until after dawn when she felt a little safe again, coupled with sleepiness. past.

He opened his mouth again, as if he just mentioned it casually, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yes."

Huo Sicheng's eyes didn't change much, it was dark and opaque, he kept the rhythm in his hands and fed a bowl of rice to the woman in his arms, "Are you full?"

Xing Hua nodded her head.

"Go back to the bedroom or take a walk to digest?"

She leaned against the man's chest, like a lazy cat after eating and drinking, and softly murmured, "Sleep."

She really forced herself to stuff this bowl of rice.

Physically weak, mentally gloomy, not feeling well.

Huo Sicheng lowered his head and looked at the top of her hair. The black hair was healthy, soft and shiny.

She nestled in his arms with her eyes closed, without any thought of going back by herself.

Just now she couldn't stand still and fell down, Huo Sicheng didn't expect her to walk by herself, so he simply forgot to ridicule and ridicule, just hugged her up without saying a word, and walked inside .

Xing Hua laid her head on his shoulder and asked softly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

He answered without a word, "I ate."

Why did she think he didn't, but forget it, if you ask too many questions, she won't talk too much.

She fell silent, but Huo Sicheng took the initiative to pick a topic, and asked casually, "I pushed you into the bathtub last night, don't you hate me?"

Xing Hua's drowsy spirit regained a little bit, her head buried deeper, and she remained silent.

She naturally complained in her heart.

She didn't answer, and the man didn't ask any more questions. No one made a sound until they reached the bedroom.

Huo Sicheng put her on the bed, the bedding and sheets were changed by Tong Ma in the morning, and the lavender purple set was laid out, elegant and high-end.

He pulled the quilt over her body at any time, "The doctor will come later, I'll ask Mother Tong to call you."

Xing Hua touched her face, and said hesitantly, "I... I don't feel well, I want... to take a bath."

"I can't even stand upright, what are you washing?"

"I had a fever, I was sweating, and I felt sticky all over my body."

"illusion."

"..."

Xing Hua still didn't give up, "Then let Mama Tong... wipe my body with a towel?"

"Don't you feel embarrassed to have someone wipe your whole body naked?"

"...When I was in the hospital, Mother Tong wiped my body every day."

Huo Sicheng's face darkened, and he remained silent for a while.

When she was in the hospital, he directly threw her to Tong Ma and Shen Huainan, basically in a state of indifference, invisibility, invisibility, and no feeling.

But since she was discharged from the hospital, she used to be thick-skinned, but now she has the ignorance and fearlessness of a newborn calf, and she still has a sense of presence in front of him day and night.

Xing Hua didn't know what offended him, so she didn't speak, and said in a low voice, "My husband..."

The man interrupted her indifferently and slightly impatiently, "She is eating, you can tell her yourself when she comes up."

"Oh."

She didn't dare to say anything more, she couldn't tell him to call someone for her, even if she had the guts, he probably wouldn't answer her.

Huo Sicheng turned off the lights in the master bedroom, leaving only the warm orange bedside lamp on one side. The dark blue sky outside was approaching night, and all he could see were dim tones.

Xing Hua's head was in a daze. Although she was still thinking about taking a bath, she closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep for a while.

Night, quiet and warm.

Huo Sicheng's cold and dark eyes finally left the woman's restless sleeping face, turned and left the bedroom.

In the study room, the man stood in the cool night breeze, holding a freshly lit cigarette between his slender fingers, gazing at the beautiful and artistic night with silent and deep eyes.

After standing like this for an unknown amount of time, the mobile phone placed on the desk behind him vibrated.

At first he didn't want to talk about it, but the cigarette in his hand was already burned out. He lowered his head and glanced at the extinguished fireworks, turned around and went back to the study, put the cigarette that was about to burn out in the ashtray, picked up one and lit it again, and then went back to the study room. Picked up the phone.

It was Tang Yan who called.

Huo Sicheng stared at the notes for a few seconds, then clicked to answer, and said in a slightly hoarse low voice, "What do you want me to do?"

"I heard from Huainan that she is sick?"

"Ah."

Tang Yan spoke slowly, "How do you plan to deal with her?"

Huo Sicheng's five fingers holding the phone were all clenched, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, he took a puff of cigarette forcefully, and after exhaling the smoke lightly, he looked ahead, "What do you think?"

"Let Xing Shen or the Xing family take her back. She could suffer some psychological crimes when she didn't lose her memory. Now she doesn't remember anything and doesn't understand anything. Even if she is in pain, this kind of pain from ignorance and It's meaningless to be uneasy, not to mention - if you continue to raise her like this, it won't do you any good."

Huo Sicheng narrowed his eyes, "She knocked Huixi into a vegetable, are you going to just let it go?"

"Pursuant?" Tang Yan smiled on the other end, with a strong sense of mockery in his smile, and he didn't know after the ridicule, but the next sentence returned to plain, "It's just to return the favor that let you marry her. I don't pursue it."

This woman is destined not to be held accountable.

Huo Sicheng put his hand holding the cigarette on the desk, he closed his eyes, "Tang Yan..."

"I know, no one knows better than me,"

Tang Yan smiled faintly. His tone was very calm, even a little casual, but it just gave people a feeling, as if coming from the boundless darkness and emptiness, lonely, unrestrained, but helpless, "I have never believed in fate , but... Let's just think of her as a real lone star, all those who get close to her are doomed to misfortune, all your misfortunes start from her, her life is the hardest, I admit defeat, if you can withdraw, now is a chance, At least she won't pester you any more."

He didn't speak.

"Huixi is already like this, I don't want you to pay it to the end, I will always hate her, Si Cheng, you get out."

Huo Sicheng didn't speak.

Tang Yan didn't need his reply either, so he hung up the phone and threw the phone on the desk.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the photo frame on the desk.

A group photo of the three of them, two men and one woman, both he and Huo Sicheng were wearing camouflage uniforms, one was expressionless, and the other had a lazy smile on his lips.

The girl is wearing a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans, with a sincere smile on her face.

He didn't move his eyes for a long time, and watched for a long time.

Suddenly, he remembered something again, stretched out his hand and opened the side drawer, and took out another photo frame from it.

His fingers scratched carelessly.

It was a delicate and porcelain-white face, with a wanton smile all over the corners of the eyes and brows, without the slightest restraint, and the curved eyebrows and eyes were like bright stars, it was still an appearance that had not been deeply involved in the world, and did not know the sufferings of the world.

Sharp, fine pains flowed all over his body.