The marriage of rebirth is natural

Chapter 417 The pit is 115 meters deep and I am the one who is most worthy of her (4)
She is really too thin, only skin and bones left.

Her face was only about the size of a palm, her chin was pointed and small, her eye sockets became sunken, and the dark circles under her eyes made her look extremely haggard.

The whole face was so pale that it seemed transparent, as if it would shatter if touched.

A crystal clear teardrop suddenly overflowed from the corner of her eye, and slowly slid down from the corner of her forehead under Aunt Lian's gaze.

Then, it shattered on the sheet with a snap.

No, this sound should be the sound of heartbreak.

In a trance, Gu Bing seemed to see Dong Chenli walking towards her slowly from the mist.

His peach blossom eyes are still so charming.

When the corners of the peach-colored lips were raised, the smile was still so wicked.

He looked at her dotingly, and when his hands were about to touch her face, Aunt Lian called softly, "Miss Gu?"

Gu Bing's eyelashes trembled wildly, and a bean-sized teardrop rolled down from the corner of his eye.

The fog in front of him completely disappeared, and Dong Chenli also completely disappeared.

She's always hallucinating like this these days...

She felt sorry for him.

She thinks she killed him.

Aunt Lian's voice sounded, her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

But she didn't need to hear what she said clearly, she slightly opened her lips, "I don't want to eat porridge, you can make me something else."

Aunt Lian felt very weak when she heard her cloud-like voice, and felt distressed for no reason, "Miss Gu, do you have anything special you want to eat?"

She shook her head numbly, "Except for porridge..."

Aunt Lian responded, "Okay, Miss Gu, I'll do it right away."

After hearing the sound of the door being closed, Gu Bing slowly turned his head.

Her gaze settled on the fruit knife that Aunt Lian dropped when she was peeling apples in the morning.

……

Aunt Lian thought she would not drink porridge, so she made a bowl of nutritious soup.

She filled a bowl, put it on the tray, and put a small spoon in it.

When she came out of the kitchen, she heard movement at the door.

Looking up, I saw Jin Mochen striding over.

She called: "Master."

Jin Mochen looked at the nutritious soup on her tray, his eyes lit up, "Is she willing to eat?"

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Aunt Lian to switch to nutritious soup, as he had previously ordered to make porridge for Gu Bing.

Aunt Lian shook her head, "I didn't eat it, but Miss Gu said she didn't want to eat porridge, so I made nutritious soup..."

Jin Mochen's eyes were dark, he reached out and took the tray in her hand, "I'll send it up."

Aunt Lian nodded, and when he took the tray, she subconsciously looked at his hand.

His left hand was wrapped with a thin layer of gauze, which was burnt when he fed Gu Bing porridge on the first day.

The boiling hot porridge spilled on his hands, which soon turned red and soaked several blisters.

Even so, he didn't even bat an eye.

She remembered that it had happened to her before, before.

Her husband is actually pretty good.

But at that time, because she was young, she was always frizzy.

He accidentally splashed boiling water on him.

He stood up directly from the chair and scolded her a few words.

She knew that Jin Mochen was not someone who could scold, but when people encountered this kind of thing, they would at least show something reflexively.

But he did nothing.

Aunt Lian didn't know that at that time Jin Mochen's heart fell on the woman who lost her temper and cried bitterly. His heart was so painful that he was about to die. Why did he care about the injury on his hand?
(End of this chapter)