Chapter 58 Listening to the Sound of the Wind
Jian Qianqian finally found Jian Ximo leaning weakly on the car seat by the port. Jian Ximo's face was red, as if he had just had a nightmare and couldn't wake up.
Jian Qianqian opened the car door with the spare key and saw Jian Ximo's hand with a swollen wound. He really didn't go to the hospital obediently.
Jian Qianqian climbed into the car quietly.
"Wake up, brother, wake up!"
When Jian Ximo opened his eyes, he saw Jian Qianqian with red eyes. Her petite face was buried in her hair that was messed up by the wind from the port.
The sky had darkened, but the setting sun was still shining on the horizon and refused to set. There was no light on in the car. With the afterglow of the setting sun, Jian Ximo thought he had not woken up from one dream and had fallen into another.
"How did you find me?"
Jian Ximo reached out and gently stroked Jian Qianqian's face.
He remembered that after Jian Yuan came to threaten him, his emotions became very unstable until he saw Liang Molai approaching Jian Qianqian again, and even planned to use a recorder to record Jian Qianqian's words and hurt her again.
Jian Ximo's illness finally broke out.
It was Jian Qianqian's worried look that stopped his impulse. After ordering someone to take Liang Molai back to the ward, Jian Ximo once thought about whether he should just leave.
If Jian Qianqian knew about his illness, Jian Ximo would not be able to bear the strange look in her eyes.
He would rather go far away than let Jian Qianqian know what happened to him.
But now, in the dream, Jian Qianqian actually came to her on her own. Did he miss her too much?
"Brother, wake up, this is not a dream, I am Jian Qianqian!"
Jian Ximo's body shook subconsciously, and the next second, Jian Ximo was completely awake.
Jian Qianqian turned on the car lights. Jian Ximo seemed startled and asked Jian Qianqian unconsciously, "Why are you here?"
Jian Qianqian didn't say much, but just took the hot porridge she bought from the back seat, opened it, blew on it lightly, and handed it to Jian Ximo.
"Sister, you..."
"You promised me to eat well!"
Jian Qianqian was very persistent. Jian Ximo lowered his eyes, looked at the hot porridge handed to him by Jian Qianqian's slender hand, closed his eyes, leaned over and ate it.
One mouthful after another, every time Jian Ximo tried to take the hot porridge from Jian Qianqian's hand and eat it himself, Jian Qianqian avoided him as if she was very angry.
"I'm full!"
Jian Ximo felt very uncomfortable. How could a sister feed her brother?
"Oh, then you eat these too, and hold out your hand!"
Jian Qianqian acted like a little adult. Jian Ximo was a little stunned. He obediently stretched out his injured hand and let Jian Qianqian "arrange" him.
"Ahem, I'm really full, why are you here?"
Until now, Jian Ximo couldn't believe that this place was so remote, and Jian Qianqian actually came here. It really seemed like a dream.
"I told you I have a little secret that you don't know, brother!"
Jian Qianqian lowered her eyes. Before looking for Jian Ximo, she went to Jian Ximo's house.
After searching through all the walls and cabinets, she finally found the neurological drug that Jian Ximo had secretly hidden. This drug had serious side effects, but when Jian Qianqian counted the pills inside, it seemed like Jian Ximo had been taking them for a long time.
Jian Qianqian closed the pill box. It was just an illness. Why should she torture herself like this?
Holding the medicine bottle tightly in her hand, Jian Qianqian sent a request to her people to find the location of Jian Ximo's vehicle.
Soon, the other party gave her the location of Jian Ximo's vehicle.
On the way here, Jian Qianqian thought of many possibilities and also prepared many words that she wanted to say to comfort Jian Ximo.
But these words became unimportant the moment Jian Qianqian saw Jian Ximo fall ill.
It’s just an illness. If you’re sick, just go to the doctor!
She will always be by Jian Ximo's side.
"Brother, let's go home!"
After sitting in the car for a while, Jian Qianqian suddenly said this to Jian Ximo, her voice as gentle as the wind, tolerating all of Jian Ximo's discomfort.
"I……"
"Brother, I hate Aunt Jian Yuan, so no matter what she says, brother is still my brother, and this will never change."
It turned out that Jian Yuan gave the thing in his hand to Jian Qianqian, Jian Ximo chuckled.
But he suddenly felt relieved, as if the burden he had been carrying was suddenly taken off, and he no longer felt heavy.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
Jian Ximo felt a little sleepy, as if these problems were no longer important. If Jian Qianqian was afraid of him, then he would hide and never let Jian Qianqian see him again.
This is probably the best thing he can do right now.
"Don't be afraid!"
Jian Qianqian's answer was very straightforward, so straightforward that it seemed as if she had said it without even thinking about it.
"But you don't know how terrible I am when I'm sick."
"Um!"
Jian Qianqian nodded, but soon, her extremely firm voice reached Jian Ximo's ears again.
"But I know that even if you are sick, you will choose to protect me and won't let me get hurt."
"But what if I really hurt you."
When Jian Ximo said this, his whole body was trembling. However, Jian Qianqian suddenly reached out and held Jian Ximo's hand. Her strong and warm power was transmitted to Jian Ximo's hand through her palm.
"Then you'd be really sad, you know, so you won't!"
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