Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 839 Born for You (28)

   But he only seemed to wake up for a moment, and soon lost his strength.

  His head hangs heavily beside her neck, eyes closed, as if rubbing against the temperature of her body.

  That half of the ugly, scarred face rubbed against her skin, bumpy and not very tactile.

  The lord witch was silent for a while, and looked down at him.

   "Sleeping again?"

  “…” No one answered her question.

  The man who is suffering from a high fever has already lost his consciousness.

   It's just that the hand holding her hasn't let go yet.

   seems to be insisting on... not going to the hospital.

   Lady Witch: "..."

  She reluctantly kissed his forehead, and then cast some magic on him.

   Soon, he parted his lips slightly.

  …

  …

  …

  When Gu Liang returned to consciousness again, the sound of pattering rain came from his ears.

   I don't know when it started to rain outside, the wind was blowing, and the raindrops hit the glass window.

  The curtains were not closed, when Gu Liang slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the gray sky outside.

  Like someone splurged on it with a pencil.

  His vision was a little hazy, and he narrowed his eyes slightly against the light.

   When he wanted to move, he realized that he was covered with a quilt and had a stomach warming sticker on his stomach.

  His body is not as cold anymore, and even his hunger has eased a lot.

  He paused, then sat up abruptly.

  Looking at the room, he realized that there was no one in the room, and everything was as before, clean.

   "..." Gu Liang's calm eyes fell on the steaming glass beside him.

  The glass was placed on the bedside table, within reach of him.

   Gu Liang tore off the stomach warming sticker and got out of bed.

  As soon as I walked out of the room, I smelled the strong aroma of porridge.

  The aroma is compelling, and there seems to be meat.

  Gu Liang's heart seemed to beat faster for a moment, and he rushed to the kitchen immediately.

only…

   There is no one in the kitchen.

  The earthenware pot is warmed on the pot, and the lid is covered. Hot air is continuously coming out from the air outlet, and the aroma is permeating.

  The chopping board was wet and had been put aside. The vegetable basket contained vegetables that seemed to have been washed, and the tender green leaves were covered with drops of water.

  The entire kitchen was tidy, and even the garbage in the garbage basket on the floor had been taken away.

   "..." Gu Liang stood in place, his fingertips tightened slightly.

   His dark, emotionless gaze stayed on the simmering clay pot, not knowing what he was thinking.

  Finally, he went over and turned off the fire.

  When he wanted to lift the lid of the pot, he seemed a little stunned, so he touched it directly.

  The hot temperature woke him up in an instant, and he retracted his fingers immediately.

  The fingertips were burned, and the sharp pain finally made him feel the reality.

  He drooped his long eyelashes, stood in front of the clay pot, lowered his head, half of his face was in the shadow.

   He remained motionless, with a calm expression.

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  …

  …

  The rain outside is endless, and the sound of the rain is getting louder.

  Suddenly a flash of thunder appeared in the sky, and then, the muffled thunder spread from the sky all the way to this end, startling the electric cars in the parking lot to beep.

  When the strong wind blows, the rain is deflected, and the dense water hits the face, drenching the balcony completely.

  The floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room have been closed, but they are still rumbled by the wind.

  In the small apartment, there are no lights, so the light is dim, like evening.

  (end of this chapter)