President, please spoil me!

Chapter 231 Huo Sicheng raised his arms to hug her and let her sit in his arms

"so what?"

"I might... make him sicker." She lowered her eyebrows and looked downcast.

Xing Hua was stunned, "Who said that?"

"I don't know..." Such a pale face is not only pale on the face, but more like what she projects on the face. The content of the soul is pale. She frowned and said, "Stay away from him , lest he be unlucky."

Xing Hao's eyes did not move, and she suddenly understood why "she" "appeared" frequently recently.

Was it Huo Si's injury that set off her alarm?

And his injury this time has completely awakened "her", no longer a short-term awakening of consciousness, but directly in a long-term standby state——

Because of his injury this time, she had a very strong thought: Xing Hua must leave Huo Sicheng.

So she did not hesitate to use "self-harm" as a warning, urging her to move out and leave.

"Why is he unlucky when I get close to him?"

"...he will, he is already very unlucky."

"for example?"

"I..." The jet-black pupils under the short black hair dilated again in a daze, "I don't remember."

Xing Hua was surprised, "You don't remember?"

"I can't remember...I don't remember very clearly. There have been many things that happened, but I don't remember the details..." She paused, and said in frustration, "Tang Yan said that he got stomach problems because of me, I don't know Why is he sick?"

It was only then that Xing Hua realized that the "herself" she had "contacted" before was either pale and fragile, or strong, paranoid and fierce, she kept repeating her purpose and said nothing more, she thought it was because of her That's how it was before.

It turned out that even this "herself" did not have a clear and complete memory, and her mind was not fully awake.

She was only partially awake.

Xing Hao said, "I think it's mostly because he was very sad after you broke up, and he was so sad that he didn't eat or drink. After a long time, he developed stomach problems."

She also guessed, this is the greatest possibility.

"Really," she seemed to be asking her, and seemed to be recalling, "He seems very sad..."

The memory was very vague, as if blocked by a thick layer of fog, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see clearly.

She seems to remember everything, but it seems that she can't see anything clearly.

After thinking hard for a while, she said again, "It's also because of me."

Xing Hao nodded, "That's right, it's also because of you this time, if you didn't kill yourself and cut me with a knife, I wouldn't go on a hunger strike, and if I didn't go on a hunger strike, he wouldn't go without food for two days, and he wouldn't have a stomach attack. "

"Oh, by the way, if you don't want to see him now, it may also aggravate his illness, because mental stress and too negative emotions can also have a bad effect on the organs of the human body. You should also know this."

The black head subconsciously nodded lightly, expressing its agreement with the objective facts.

"Then... shall we go to the hospital?"

She frowned again, her eyes were always out of focus, she was dazed and unable to believe, "Won't he... be sicker?"

"No, I promise."

The eyebrows and eyes under the black hair no longer have such a cold and strong will.

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Huo Sicheng was not surprised when Tang Yan and Yu Zi returned home. His expression was light and he couldn't tell if he was disappointed. He only asked Jiang Yi, who was summoned by a phone call, to go through the discharge procedures for him.

Tang Yan leaned against the window, "Has she recovered her memory?"

"No."

Tang Yan sneered, "Then why did you dump you this time?"

"I told you, she was frightened last time at Xing's house."

"I admire you for being so self-confident even after being dumped once."

Huo Sicheng didn't bother to talk to him.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Huo Sicheng thought it was Jiang Yi at first, but he glanced casually out of the corner of his eye, but caught a glimpse of a beige figure. He stood up straight, turned half-turned to look at her, and asked in a low voice after a while, "Aren't you Won't you come?"

Xing Hao pursed her lips and walked over, "Say in a low voice, don't you want to rest in bed, why are you up?"

"Ready to leave the hospital."

Xing Hao glanced at Tang Yan, walked over silently, gently pushed his waist and sat back on the hospital bed, without looking at him, "The doctor asked you to stay in the hospital for observation for a day, and you can be discharged tomorrow."

Huo Sicheng sat back in coordination with her movements, "Why did I suddenly figure it out?"

She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Huo Sicheng raised his head and asked Tang Yan, and said in a bad tone, "Did you scold her?"

Xing Hua, "..."

Tang Yan looked back coldly, "What's wrong with scolding her, I haven't asked her why she spent two days with you, you even did such stupid things as hunger strike."

"It's just that I haven't eaten much for two days."

"You also know that the word hunger strike sounds mentally handicapped?"

Xing Hua asked him in a low voice, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

He smiled lightly, "Drink the porridge."

She said softly, "I'll have dinner with you at noon."

Huo Sicheng pulled her into his arms and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, "Okay."

She loops his neck.

The mood finally calmed down briefly.

Tang Yan, "..."

He finally understood why Shen Huainan would say that, watching their confrontation that was tense and even bloody one second, they began to enter the stage of spreading dog food tenderly and affectionately the next second.

Where is the transition?

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After Huo Sicheng stayed in the hospital for observation for a day, nothing happened again. He was already in good health, and he hadn't had any seizures in the past few years. It's just that he was very hungry these two days.

In the evening, Xing Hua accompanied him out of the hospital.

The two finally had dinner at Blue Water Bay.

Huo Si lived in the courtyard for a whole day, and accumulated a lot of work in his hands. At night, he became a workaholic, and he dragged her to work with him in his study.

He works, she reads.

When she looked at the book, she couldn't help but look up from the book and look at him.

Occasionally, when she looked back, she inadvertently saw the figure in the corner from the corner of her eye.

It was still herself, with short black hair that reached the ears, a fair face that was calm and cool, and eyes like ancient wells, stained with a little moonlight.

She was wearing the same clothes as her, curled up in the huge chair, staring at the man behind the notebook in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, or nothing at all.

Chairs are placed in the corners.

Like a quiet ghost, or a wandering spirit.

But what she saw was actually just an illusion.

her own hallucinations.

As she has seen in recent days.

It was living in her mind, the lonely and quiet one, who wanted to get close but didn't dare, so she could only watch from a distance, herself.

Xing Hua put the book in her hand on the desk, got up from her chair, and sat on the man's lap around his neck.

Huo Sicheng was reading the report, he raised his arms to hug her and let her sit in his arms, scratching her face with his fingers, his voice was low and gentle, "What's wrong?"