Mad Beauty and the Sick Lady [Transmigration Book]

After listening to Jiang Zhuoye finish what happened just now, Su Li felt incredible:

"Ying Feiyan's parents, why does it seem that there is something wrong with my brain... Of course, my sister is wrong for beating someone, but would Ying Feiyan tell her father about her being beaten? This is too elementary school?"

Jiang Zhuoye took out a small strawberry from the nearby fruit plate, and brought it to Su Li's mouth very naturally:

"So, I don't think Ying Feiyan revealed it by himself. But these things have nothing to do with you. What you have to do now is to recuperate."

Su Li looked at Little Strawberry and shook her head:

"No, I have gastroenteritis, I can't eat anything, I can only drink water."

Jiang Zhuoye showed guilt:

"I knew you would have gastroenteritis. I didn't let you eat barbecue yesterday. It's because I wasn't considerate enough..."

Su Li raised her hand, wanting to pat Jiang Zhuoye, but when she raised her head, she became dizzy and fell back into the pile of pillows.

Jiang Zhuoye quickly stretched out his hand, put her head on his hand, and said in a soft voice:

"be careful."

The back of Su Li's head is resting on Jiang Zhuoye's palm, the feeling is much brighter than that of a pillow, but at the same time it is not so soft.

It was warm and hot, and quickly spread throughout the entire scalp through the hair. Su Li's scalp began to tingle, itchy and crispy, and the place where the hand was pillowed was extremely hot.

"You... don't blame yourself. I agreed to eat food stalls with you. My body is... In short, this matter has nothing to do with you. Instead, I want to thank you for taking me to eat so much. food."

Jiang Zhuoye used his hand on the back of Su Li's head to stroke Su Li's hair to express comfort, and the gesture was intimate.

Su Li's black hair is very cold and silky, it feels like the finest silk and satin, it feels so good that Jiang Zhuoye couldn't bear to leave.

She touched it a few more times, and even touched Su Li's ear with her fingers. The skin was soft and delicate, more comfortable than cream. Just a light touch with her fingers could arouse the desire of the heart.

I just want to go further, touch more places, and see if the skin in other places is the same as the one behind the ear, so thin, so warm and so soft...

These thoughts flooded Jiang Zhuoye's mind one after another, and all of what she wanted to say was pushed aside at once, so she didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Su Li, who was touched behind her ear, didn't feel anything, and was still lamenting her life:

"You know, I have lived in a well-defined framework since I was a child. I didn't dare to take an extra step on the road, I didn't dare to do anything, I didn't dare to eat anything. I remember when I was very young, I sat in the In the car, I saw a seller of candied haws outside, so I begged Mama Zhang to buy it. Mama Zhang doted on me and bought me a candied haws. It was the best memory of my childhood, but that was the only time."

Jiang Zhuoye listened very carefully:

"and after?"

Su Li smiled wryly:

"Later, my mother found out that I had diarrhea, and my mother punished everyone who took me out, and no one dared to buy me outside food. My mother has been using this trick repeatedly, and she used it not long ago. Once, when we came back from watching the sunrise. Although the moves are old, they are very useful to me."

Outside the window is still the freezing winter, and the branches that have lost their leaves point to the sky, revealing bleakness and vicissitudes.

Jiang Zhuoye took out the hand behind Su Li's head, held Su Li's hand beside the bed, and asked in a low voice:

"What is your illness?"

Su Li turned her head and looked out the window:

"Congenital heart disease, I had a heart replacement operation when I was 12 years old. After a few years of recovery, many complications occurred. I have already had my heart replaced once, and I can't do it again. Taking medicine, I have shown signs of premature aging as early as last year, so... I may not be destined to live long."

This is the first time for Jiang Zhuoye to face Su Li's condition directly.

She remained silent, tracing Su Li's face with deep eyes.

Su Li can indeed tell that she looks sick from her face, her skin is always pale as paper, and very thin, with blue blood vessels near her temples, spreading out like branches, and her lips are only a very unhealthy pale pink.

But the expression on her face was indeed calm.

In fact, Jiang Zhuoye didn't understand why Su Li would appear so calm in the face of possible death.

She still asked:

"Aren't you... not afraid of death?"

Su Li turned her face, there was a kind of clear vicissitudes in her eyes, like an old man who has seen through the world.The corners of her lips curled up, making a restrained smile:

"I'm afraid. But what I'm even more afraid of is that this life will be like this. I'll be locked in a cage and experience nothing. What I think of as love is just a farce. Apart from retiring my marriage, my life Nothing else, just dying like this... I'm terrified."

A tear fell from the corner of Su Li's eye.

A drop of transparent water slid along her pale temples in an arc, making a water stain that could not even be seen.

Jiang Zhuoye stared at the trajectory of the drop of water, as if under magic, stretched out his finger to touch it, and wiped it off with his finger before the drop of tear was about to fall into the pillow.

There are water stains on the belly of the finger, which feels strange.

Jiang Zhuoye put his finger on his lips again, and licked it lightly.

Bitter, salty and hot.

Jiang Zhuoye stared blankly at that finger, as if talking to himself, with a very low voice:

"I'll accompany you."

Su Li turned her head:

"what?"

Jiang Zhuoye still looked at that finger:

"No matter what you want to do, I will accompany you, I will be with you, and leave more content for your life."

Su Li smiled slowly:

"That's great! Although I have lost love, I have gained such a good friendship, and this life is indeed not in vain!"

Jiang Zhuoye shifted his eyes to Su Li's face, and laughed self-deprecatingly:

"You still have a long, good life to live, so don't jump to conclusions."

Su Li blinked in confusion, and felt happy because of Jiang Zhuoye's words, her body began to feel drowsy when she was happy.

Soon, she fell asleep in Jiang Zhuoye's sight.

Jiang Zhuoye has been watching her fall asleep, watching her pale cheeks, stained a little red because of the heat, and watching her lips open slightly after falling asleep, revealing her white teeth.

It's beautiful, it's a kind of sickly and pure beauty, easy to break, and easy to leave endless regrets.

Jiang Zhuoye should have thought about her own affairs at this time, but her mind was empty and she didn't think about anything.

There is only Su Li's sleeping face in front of her eyes, and all kinds of expressions of Su Li can only be remembered in her mind.

Jiang Zhuoye sat blankly beside Su Li's bed, held Su Li's hand with one hand, and watched her fall asleep.

The mood was unusually calm.

She bent down slowly, and gently stroked Su Li's forehead and cheek with the other hand, brushed her fingers over Su Li's eyes, and could feel the slight trembling of Su Li's eyelashes.

In the palm of the hand itchy flutter flash.

So cute and so vulnerable.

There were footsteps outside the door, Jiang Zhuoye withdrew his hand, turned his head just right before the other party opened the door, and showed a polite smile.

"Miss Jiang, madam invites you down for dinner."

Jiang Zhuoye went downstairs with a smile, had a sumptuous lunch with Li Zhenzhen, and volunteered:

"What Su Li has for lunch, I can help her deliver it."

Li Zhenzhen beckoned the servant to bring over the plate, Jiang Zhuoye took it and looked at it, the hot mixed vegetables with only salt added after cooking, the boiled chicken and vegetable porridge, and a boiled egg.

It is really less than the appetite of female stars in the entertainment industry.

No wonder Su Li ate barbecue yesterday, and she was full after just one bite of each...

Jiang Zhuoye went up with the plate, Su Li was still asleep, she put the plate aside, and gently brushed away Su Li's messy hair, revealing her smooth forehead.

Jiang Zhuoye couldn't help lingering her fingers on her forehead for a while, Su Li's skin felt so good, she really wanted to touch it a few more times, to remember the feeling on her hand.

"Li Li, are you hungry? Get up and eat."

Su Li grunted a few times, turned her head and fell asleep again.

Jiang Zhuoye sat next to her and waited for her to wake up. The strange thing was that Jiang Zhuoye always hated waiting for others. He once waited for the host at the backstage of a variety show, and after only 10 minutes of waiting, Jiang Zhuoye had already turned up the table and made a big fuss up.

But today, Su Li slept for a long time.

Jiang Zhuoye didn't feel anxious at all.

She can play with Su Li's hair, see Su Li's beautiful long eyelashes, help Su Li cover the quilt, and organize things on the small table... Waiting for people like this is not boring at all, and it's a bit fun.

Jiang Zhuoye waited and waited, the food got cold, she picked it up and sent it down to let it warm up, she continued to sit in the room and watch Su Li.

An hour later, Su Li finally woke up leisurely.

The porridge by the table was still steaming, she glanced at it in a daze, and saw a person sitting by the bed, she just thought it was Zhang Ma who was taking care of her, so she muttered:

"hungry."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes. As usual, Mama Zhang helped herself up and sat down on the pillow, and then she scooped up the porridge with a porcelain spoon and brought it to her mouth.

Su Li ate it in one bite, frowning slightly:

"How come today's porridge is weaker than before. Tell the kitchen to put more salt, so I can't eat it."

"Hey, be obedient, you have to eat low-salt and low-fat food now."

When the gentle voice came, Su Li trembled first, then opened her eyes suddenly!

"Why is it you ah ah ah!"

Su Li retracted her hands and feet into the bed, she was ashamed to look at Jiang Zhuoye again!

Why did she let Jiang Zhuoye feed the porridge by yourself, and pick and choose!He also ordered others to put salt in his porridge!

After ordering Daying, put salt in your porridge!Su Li never knew that she was so brave!

"It's me, I've been here, always with you."

Jiang Zhuoye smiled softly, his eyes narrowed like crescent moons, his eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks like butterflies, and his gaze carried hidden emotions.

"Ah... But, I can still drink porridge by myself!"

Su Li stretched out her hand to snatch the porridge bowl from Jiang Zhuoye's hand, but Jiang Zhuoye deftly turned his arm around, and Su Li missed it completely.

"No, little patient, be obedient, I'll feed you."

Jiang Zhuoye couldn't help but say, a porcelain spoon of porridge was brought to Su Li's mouth, forcing Su Li to open her mouth to swallow.

"That's the way to be good. Only when you are good, can you get better quickly, you know?"

In Jiang Zhuoye's eyes, there seemed to be twinkling stars, gentle and beautiful, like a goddess in a painting, glowing with light.

Su Li looked at it, her heart trembled slightly, she felt that today's porridge seemed a little sweet... no, it was very sweet.