Tian's little cook

Chapter 532
Lin Jiao clenched his teeth, he must not be unconscious, otherwise Lin Zhimo would be worried and she would be afraid.

Lin Jiao thought so, but couldn't bear the tearing pain, and finally his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

He didn't know how long it took before he slowly regained consciousness. This time waking up was even more uncomfortable than the last time.

His body was hot and cold, trembling slightly, his consciousness was between awake and half awake, and the pain in his body was unbearable.

For the first time, Lin Jiao felt so clearly that life was passing by.

Seeing that he woke up again, Lin Zhimo cried so hard that he couldn't utter a complete sentence, "Don't talk to me, don't sleep anymore"

"Okay." Lin Zhimo replied weakly.

Lin Zhimo's tears dripped onto his face, making his cold face feel warm.

This warmth is the same as when he woke up by the river and held Lin Zhimo's wrist.

He has no memories of the past, and he has no possessions, but Lin Zhimo has never disliked him.

What she gave herself was not a residence, but a home.

What she gave him was not only dependence, but also companionship.

And like it.

And love.

Not knowing how long he could live, Lin Jiao suddenly thought that he still had a lot to say to her.

With thousands of words in his heart, Lin Jiao didn't know where to start.

In the end, he just said softly, "Zhimo, I. like you."

Lin Zhimo thought he heard it wrong, so he held back his tears: "You, what did you say?"

"I'm afraid I won't have the chance to talk about it in the future." Lin Jiao held back her hand, holding back the pain, and said slowly and firmly.

"I have always liked you very much, and I really want to spend the rest of my life with you, can, is it possible?"

It was Lin Zhimo's tears that answered him.

She had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

"Don't cry." Lin Jiao raised her hand with difficulty, and gently wiped away the tears on her face, "I'm still waiting for your answer."

Lin Zhimo was so crying that he couldn't speak, he just nodded desperately.

"I, I would." She held back her crying and said intermittently, "I like you too, Lin Jiao."

With her words, Lin Jiao felt that even if he died now, it was worth it.

His face was filled with the happiest smile in the darkness, "If... I can survive, you will marry me during the Chinese New Year, okay?"

"I don't allow you to talk nonsense." Lin Zhimo's joy and excitement disappeared instantly when he heard this, "You will survive, and we will all survive."

He also hopes that Lin Zhimo can survive.

Lin Jiao only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier, and many images began to flash through his mind, like fragments of his previous life.

He remembered that Boss Shen said a few days ago that before he heard that people died, they would quickly go through all the memories in front of them in their minds.

Is he dying?

Lin Jiao is not afraid of death, he is just afraid that he will never see Lin Zhimo again and leave her alone in the world.

Who will protect her then?Who will share her joys and sorrows?
"Zhimo, you... lower your head, I have something to say."

Lin Zhimo thought that he didn't have the strength to speak, so he quickly bent down, and the two faces were extremely close together.

Lin Jiao raised her head with the last bit of strength, kissed her lightly on the lips, and said to herself, Zhimo, if I can't wake up, take good care of myself.

Before Lin Zhimo could react, Lin Jiao finally couldn't hold on and passed out completely.

"Lin Jiao!" Lin Zhimo's tears dripped down his face again, but the other party didn't respond.

Lin Zhimo hugged him tightly, panicked.

They just expressed their hearts to each other, so is it necessary to say goodbye?

(End of this chapter)