The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 512, Ink Jing Shen, are you not wearing clothes that I can wear?

Car accident?

Wake up after a few months?

In the warm season, I couldn't believe the man standing on the side of the bed and silently, until I saw the man's finger gently stroking the eyebrow of her, gentle, as if it was really the ten months of ink depth Standing by the bed.

Ji Mengran continued to say something that could not be heard, and the warm season was just watching the face of Mo Jingshen, and it gradually became blurred.

Everything couldn’t be seen clearly, but after ten years of Ji Mengran’s saying, Mo Jingshen’s car accident in Los Angeles, a few months of sleep, was actually so long in this world.

Because she promised that she would leave her world completely, she suddenly returned to Haicheng from the United States. When she came back to the prison, she seemed to stop her death, as if she had already known everything, but after all, she still couldn’t stop her from swallowing. The last breath.

He said that he did not come back in ten years, but it turned out to be an attempt of ten years. He suddenly rushed back to Haicheng after he woke up in a car accident.

Could it be that the car accident gave him the memories that he experienced together 10 years ago after her rebirth? So the same experience later made it all the same when you remembered when you were awake?

It’s just that time has advanced many years ahead.

So, he really knows all about it.

Her previous experience, she died, the long ten years that she no longer met because of her stubbornness and his trustworthiness...

He knows.

There is white light in front of her eyes. She can't see the depth of ink. She can't see the one who has no temperature on the bed. She can only walk forward without aim.

In the ear, it was as if the sound of ink depth of field was talking. He was lying next to her without temperature, and she was holding her cold hand and fingers, gently, not knowing what was said in her ear.

She wants to approach but she is not close. She wants to speak, but she feels that there is a vortex in the air that **** her away.

Then there were countless strange dreams. Some of the strange connections were not connected. From time to time, now, the scene of her death in prison was suddenly overlapped by Su Zhilan’s prison. She was displaced and stood on the street. The scene was again overlapped by Ji Mengran's figure until it was completely covered, as if all of her broken human life trajectories were replaced by these initiators.

......

The warm season sleeps in the chaos for a day and night.

When I got to eat and take medicine, I was dug up by a man from the quilt, feeding and taking medicine. She was half-awake and confused and couldn’t tell the difference between reality and dream mirror. She only thought that the man was bothered when she got her up and fed. She dreamed. At the beginning, she would frown and temper and refused to eat. She wanted to continue to sleep, but it was useless to toss a few times. When she refused to eat, the man was harder than her. If she only sleeps, she would not sleep. If you are willing to eat, if you don’t cooperate, you will be guilty of herself.

Therefore, when the warmth of the season is half-awake and soaked up, they must not be interrupted by those dreams. They can only open their mouths to eat, and let the man help her to apply medicine or use an ice bag to cover her face.

The second day of the season, the warmth finally woke up, but when I opened my eyes, I looked at this seemingly familiar and strange environment and spent a long time, wondering that I should still be dreaming.

Here……

Oran International?

Just when she woke up, a doctor came over to check her body, and the warm and weak eyes closed, let the doctor check her, until the doctor left, she was lying in bed, her eyes were straight and she just turned away and the doctor turned back. The man in the bedroom.

A pair of inked lines of sight, the seasons of warmth finally woke up from those dreams, and everything that happened before going to sleep, all came back to my mind.

She didn't speak at all. As a result, Mo Jingshen opened her mouth: "Wake up? I slept for nearly two days. When I was half-awake and half-awake, I didn't have a good meal. I came to eat first."

Didn't have time to ask if he was taken to a hotel near Binhai Road? How did you wake up at Oran International? The man walked straight out of the bedroom and left her with a white shirt.

Seasonal warmth: "..."

She didn't move in bed. After waiting for a while, the man came back. As a result, Mo Jingshen actually said that she was not allowed to eat in the bedroom. She said that she was not seriously injured except for being bruised on her head. She slept for two days and was physically weak. Insufficient, you must get up and eat, you must also go to the restaurant to eat.

The warm season is still lying: "My head hurts, no strength."

The man glanced at her and walked over and slammed the quilt directly: "I am holding you."

The warm face on the season is still a little pale, and the moment the quilt is picked up, she slams her head down and looks at the man's shirt that she wears. She is washed clean, her body is shallow and has the smell of shower gel, and her hair is also Clear and refreshing, except for this shirt that belongs to him, there is no inside.

So when he was letting her sleep, she not only brought her back to Oran International, but also took her a shower and changed her clothes?

The season is warm: "I don't feel well, I haven't woken up yet, I want to lie down for a while, and..." She didn't wear any other clothes.

Regardless of whether those dreams are true or not, it’s already two people who are divorced. It’s really hard to say that wearing such a vacuum in front of him.

The woman lying in bed looked at him in black and white, insisted on staying in bed, and even had a plan to pull the quilt back to cover him.

At the moment when she had just re-covered the quilt, the man slammed the quilt to the side without a word, and took the person on the bed directly into his arms. He hugged and walked out: "After eating, sleep again." I only fed you some porridge in these two days and must eat it."

The moment when the warmth was picked up, it was a little stiff, but it didn’t have much strength. There was almost no resistance. I could only squint and say, "Ink, you don’t have any clothes that I can wear here?"

The man said faintly: "Are you not taking your own things in advance before you returned the keys to Oran International three years ago?"

Seasonal warmth: "...so it really is Oran International? What are you bringing me back here?"

The man is not shocked: "The hotel is not suitable for rehabilitation."

The season is warm and white, he is not suitable for nursing? Then why didn't he say that she was not suitable for being violated when she was injured? At that time, if she was fainted enough, he was afraid that he would become a bird in the bathroom.

But fortunately, the injury was not heavy, and it was stunned by the gun but it was thankful that she had not lost her memory or became a fool.

The warm season couldn't help but reach out and touched his own hair. I wondered if the doctor would shave her hair for the convenience of her. I was worried, but the result was a complete one. The hair, this is assured.

Mo Jing Shen looked down at her almost unconscious movements, just woke up and confused, but also with a bit of persistence to keep the distance, stubborn and delicate, cute, the curvature of the lips could not help but hook .

(End of this chapter)