Chapter 675: Back to the initial encounter 36

He knew that if he moved a little, it would involve the pain in his body, but he couldn't help but gently entangle her hair, as if it were wrapped around his fingers, it was very safe.
He thought he was very light and he was careful enough.
But I still woke up Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhizhi was at the bedside, resting on the back of his hand, his face against the back of his hand, his eyes squinting at the darkness, and he was able to clearly and clearly feel that one hand was playing with his hair.
She did not move.
Thinking about a problem, he is so painful that he does not know what is the pain?
In the middle of the night, I still have the spirit to play with her hair...
Suddenly, she heard a hoarse sigh from the top of her head. It seemed to be exhausted and desperate. He finally released his fingers slowly, letting the hair wrapped around his fingers slowly slide off his fingertips. Go on...
Then, Ji Xubai coughed and coughed up...
As a last resort, Wen Zhi still did not hold back and opened his eyes and stared at him, his eyes a little cold.
It didn't take long for Wen Zhizhi to get up and pour a cup of hot water and feed him with a spoon. Ji Xubai refused to cooperate. He would rather squat with such pain, that is, refuse to let her feed.
However, this time, Wen Zhi stared at him coldly for a moment, not used to him, heavily placed the teacup on the bedside case, and continued to stare at him in a cold, licking his lips, vaguely Pour anger.
"When you know... you are not... can't you want me to die? Now, don't you think you are... guilty?" Ji Xubai also stared at her. Every time I said a word, it seemed to be exhausting all. The strength, especially the last few words, teaches him that the internal organs are torn and unbearably painful.
However, for what he said, Wen Zhizhi’s face did not have a slight expression of ups and downs. She was unspoken and said: "Why didn't you die?"
Ji Xubai looked at her, and the gloomy eyes could not stop the pain.
"I didn't die, I still feel great, isn't it?"
Ji Xubai slowly and painfully gasped, pulled a corner of his mouth, and pulled out a smile on his own, even though it hurt.
"But what qualifications do you have to temper with me? Waiting for you. It is more convenient to change the medicine in the future. You will see if I will see you more." After a pause, the tone of Wen Zhichen became colder and colder. "Ji Xubai, less there is a lot of love."
Ji Xubai was silent and lowered his head. He slowed down for a while, sulking his voice, and muttered, "I am thirsty..."
Wen Zhi is still motionless.
Ji Xubai looked at her with some resentment, "knowing..."
Wen Zhi is indifferent and ruthless: "The ugly death."
Ji Xubai listened, and lost his eyes, and did not have the courage to see her.
But at this time, Wen Zhi had bitten his lip, and said nothing to hold the cup that had already been cold, and poured a cup of hot water again, sat down and said with no expression: "Zhangkou."
Ji Xubai really opened his mouth this time, but just took a sip of water and accidentally got caught.
Wen Zhizhi saw that he coughed and sweated with his pain. He couldn’t, but he only took a clean wet parch and dripped it into his lips and teeth. He said indifferently: "There is no use at all."
Ji Xubai sighed with grievances.
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(Tomorrow's seven are at noon.