Chapter 15: sick

In June, the water was not very cold, but for Zilog, it was cold to the bone. The body flinched, only to realize that cold is not only the body, but also the heart.
She took the shower to her head and drenched desperately, as if it wasn't enough, her heart was not numb yet, and she still remembered the pajamas bought by Qiao Yushi who was full of dangling wardrobes.
Would she be so worthless enough to be moved by that little thing and forget his hatefulness? Could she still think of Cher's beloved man?
She filled the bathtub with cold water, sat in, and then took off the shower to flush at herself.
The cold trembling, the rattling of the teeth, the goose bumps all over my body, this is really good, it's best to freeze my heart.
I don't know how long it took to wash, but she found that she felt colder, but her nose started to heat up.
The phone rang in the bedroom, she stood up from the bathtub, dizzy, pulled the towel and wiped her body, shaking back to the room.
The call came from her mother, saying that she had prepared dinner for her and Jiang Donghai to go back to eat. She almost forgot about it.
"Luo Er, why is your throat dumb?" Mother asked on the phone, and she realized that the sore throat was so severe that it seemed to swell in an instant.
"I seem to have a cold," replied with a heavy nasal voice.
"It's fine to come back in the morning. How can you say that you caught a cold? Did you turn on the air conditioner when you went to bed at noon?"
"Well, I'm fine, mom, just drink some hot water. I don't want to walk around today. Can I take him back as soon as possible?"
"Alright, let Donghai take good care of you and make soup for you. If he doesn't know how to do it, Mom will take it to you."
"No need, no need, he will, he can do everything. Cough...er...cough cough..." Anxious Zillog coughed, and if his mother came, everything would be over.
"Okay, okay, you hang up and drink water."
"Hmm..." Zilog held it back, coughing presumptuously after hanging up the phone.
Coughing and piercing, her face flushed, and her throat clamored for her to drink a glass of water, but she continued to torture herself cruelly.
If your throat hurts, your heart will not hurt.
My mother asked her why she caught a cold in just one day, she knew that the changes in life were short. Just like when she saw Qiao Yushi at Cher's wedding, her world suddenly collapsed.
Although Qiao Yushi never said he liked her, never said he loved her, at least she felt that as long as she worked hard, he would eventually be moved.
Hope collapsed. From then on, she had no hope, and her life withered forever.
Twenty-two years old, is it too early, still in the spring of life, but the heart is like a yellow flower in the late autumn, withered pieces.
She opened the drawer and took out the medicine bottle, unscrewed it, took a dry pill, and swallowed it.
This series of actions took a long time, after taking the medicine, he continued to cough.
Coughing and coughing, finally couldn't cough, lying in bed getting colder and colder.
Shuffled there, the blanket was under her feet, she refused to cover it, letting the cold soak her body, and then soak.
Ice and fire were torturing her delicate at the same time, lying on the bed shaking constantly, her nose getting hotter, and her consciousness getting more and more blurred.
Xiao Baiyu, the bright and a little scornful man appeared in her hazy consciousness.
"Baby, are you sad?" he asked her softly.
"Why are you so stupid? Fool, come, let me hug you." In a trance, the man's face seemed to have become more handsome again. Looking closely, it was Qiao Yushi.
"I don't want you, I want Xiao Baiyu, he won't hurt me. No!" She choked and roared, tears rolling down.
Finally it was replaced by Xiao Baiyu, and he held her in his arms very gently and comforted her in a low voice.
"Baby, everything will pass, don't be sad, I will always take care of you."
She felt a lot more comfortable, leaning in his arms, breathing greedily.
Suddenly she remembered Qiao Yushi, she was his sunny woman, the most humble sunny woman, she was no longer qualified to be loved by Xiao Baiyu.
"Sorry, let's go!" She desperately said, even if she loves his warmth, she can't selfishly dominate him.
Xiao Baiyu looked at her disappointedly for a long time, and finally turned away.
Looking at his back, tears continued to ache with heartache, getting colder and hungry, Zilog woke up in deep pain.
It was late at night, the room was pitch black, and there was no light at the end of the old calendar month, just like her heart.
It turns out that the sadness in the dream is not fake, and her tears are real.
As she expected, Qiao Yushi did not come. Tonight, he must be looking forward to the upcoming honeymoon with Xueer.
There was no sleepiness, and the temperature got higher and higher. At the end, she was burnt out in the bed, and she felt that she was alone in her vague mind.
Originally an orphan, abandoned by his parents, and abandoned by life, perhaps dying like this is also a relief.
It's just that she can't worry about her parents, she is their darling, and she has all their love. Thinking that they barely had some strength and wanted to wake up, they were powerless.
It was noon when I woke up again. It turned out that people will live if they don't die. She opened her eyes and saw that the ceiling was spinning and the phone jingled twice. It turned out that it was the message that made her wake up.