C15 She's Sick

In June, the water was not considered very cold, but to Qi Luoge, it was bone-chilling cold. Her body trembled for a moment before she realized that it was not only her body that was cold, but also her heart.

She held the shower head and poured it on her head desperately, as if it was not enough. Her heart was not numb yet, and she would even think of the pajamas Qiao Yushi bought in the wardrobe.

Could it be that she would be moved by that worthless thing and forget about his detestable nature? Could it be that she could still think about the man Xue loved?

She filled the bathtub with cold water and sat in it. Then she took off the shower head and rushed at herself.

She was shivering from the cold and her teeth were chattering. She had goosebumps all over her body. But this was great, it was best if it could freeze her heart.

She didn't know how long she had washed it, but she found that she felt even colder, and her breath began to heat up.

Her phone rang in the bedroom. She stood up from the bathtub, feeling dizzy. She reluctantly pulled the towel over her body and wiped it. Then, she staggered back to her room.

The call was from her mother. Her mother said that dinner was ready and asked her and Jiang Donghai to go back for dinner. Ziglo almost forgot about it.

"Luo, why is your throat so hoarse?" Qi Ge Luo's mother asked on the phone. Qi Luoge just realized that her throat was in great pain, as if it was swollen in an instant.

"I seem to have caught a cold." Qi Luoge replied with a heavy nasal voice.

"I was fine when I came back in the morning. Why did I catch a cold all of a sudden? Did you turn on the air conditioner when you were sleeping at noon?"

"Yes, I'm fine, Mom. I'll be fine after drinking some hot water. I don't want to go home today. " I'll bring Jiang Donghai home as soon as possible, okay? "

"That's fine too. Let Donghai take good care of you and make you some ginger soup. If he doesn't know how to make the ginger soup, Mom will bring it to you after she makes it. "

"No need. He knows. He knows everything. Cough, cough." Qi Luoge was so anxious that she coughed. If her mother came, everything would be over.

"Okay, okay. Quickly hang up the phone and drink some water."

"Okay..." Qi Luoge tried her best to hold it in. After hanging up the phone, she started to cough.

She coughed so hard that her heart was tearing and her face was red. Her throat clamored for her to drink a cup of water, but she hardened her heart and continued to torture herself.

Her throat was sore, so her heart would not hurt.

Her mother asked her why she caught a cold in just one day, but she didn't know that life's changes were so short. Just like how she saw Qiao Yushi at Xue's wedding, her world collapsed in an instant.

Although Qiao Yushi never said he liked her, never said he loved her. But at least she felt that as long as she worked hard, Qiao Yushi would be moved.

Her hope was shattered. From now on, she would have no hope, and her life would wither forever.

Twenty-two years old, wouldn't it be a bit too early? She was still in the early stages of life, but her heart was like a yellow flower in late autumn, withering away bit by bit.

Today's contraceptive medicine had not been taken yet, Qi Luoge pulled open a drawer and took out the medicine bottle. She opened the lid and took a dry pill and swallowed it.

This series of actions took her a long time. After taking the medicine, she continued to cough.

She finally stopped coughing. Lying on the bed, she felt colder and colder.

She curled up on the bed, the blanket at her feet. She refused to cover it, letting the cold soak her body.

Ice and fire tortured the delicate and weak her at the same time. She lay on the bed and trembled uncontrollably. Her breathing became hotter and hotter, and her consciousness became more and more blurry.

Hsiao Baiyu, that bright and somewhat improper man, appeared in her hazy consciousness.

"Baby, are you sad?" Hsiao Baiyu asked her gently.

"Why are you so stupid? Idiot, come here and let me hug you." In a daze, the man's face seemed to have become even more handsome. She looked carefully and found that it was Qiao Yushi.

"I don't want you. I want Hsiao Baiyu. He won't hurt me. No! She sobbed and screamed. Tears rolled down her face.

Finally, it was Hsiao Baiyu again. He gently held her in his arms and comforted her in a low voice.

"Baby, everything will pass. Don't be sad. I will protect you forever."

She felt much more comfortable. She leaned against his embrace and breathed greedily.

Suddenly, she thought of Qiao Yushi. She was his mistress, the lowliest mistress. She was no longer qualified to be loved by Hsiao Baiyu.

"I'm sorry. You can go." Qi Luoge said in despair. Even if she was greedy for his warmth, she could not selfishly monopolize him.

Hsiao Baiyu looked at her in disappointment for a long time. Finally, he turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Qi Luoge continued to cry. She became colder and more hungry. Qi Luoge woke up in deep pain.

It was already late in the night and the room was pitch black. At the end of the month, there was not a trace of light in the sky. It was like her heart.

So the sadness in her dream was not fake at all, and her tears were real.

Just as she had expected, Qiao Yushi did not come. Tonight, he must have been looking forward to the upcoming honeymoon with Xue.

Qi Luoge did not feel sleepy. Her body temperature became higher and higher until she fainted on the bed. She vaguely knew that she was alone.

She was originally an orphan, abandoned by her parents and abandoned by life. Perhaps dying like this was also a form of relief.

It was just that she was worried about her adoptive parents. Qi Luoge was their darling and had obtained all of their pampered love. Thinking about them, Ziglow barely had some strength. She wanted to wake up but was unable to do so.

When she woke up again, it was noon. It turned out that if a person didn't die, he would definitely be alive. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the ceiling was spinning. Her phone rang twice again. It turned out that the message woke her up.