Qing Ke was so tired that she didn't even have the energy to talk to Bai Meng. She didn't want to tell Bai Meng about her misfortune. She had made her own mistakes, so why should she make her parents worry and share her sadness?
She closed her eyes and sighed deeply, "Mom, I'm so tired. Let's talk about it later. Can you leave me alone for a while?"
"Okay, if you don't want to talk, I won't ask. Just have a good rest. I'll go downstairs and ask Auntie to get you something to eat. You haven't eaten anything in a day and a night."
Qing Ke nodded slightly.
Bai Meng sighed helplessly and turned to walk out the door.
The door opened and closed.
Qing Ke finally opened her eyes, walked to the window with difficulty, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight shine into the room, covering her entire body. She closed her eyes, raised her head, and enjoyed the warm sunlight to her heart's content.
She tried to use this vibrant sunshine to heal the scars in her heart.
The sunshine is really a good medicine to heal wounds. She felt cold to the bone just now, but her heart suddenly felt warm.
She opened her eyes, but the sunlight was so bright that she couldn't open them. She instinctively raised her palm to block the sunlight. The sunlight penetrated the gaps between her fingers and shone in again stubbornly.
She looked at the light that her fingers revealed, and suddenly woke up from a dream. She couldn't be weak, she could only look forward, like this fearless sunshine, which would transform into a gorgeous rainbow even in the face of wind and rain.
The road ahead is long and arduous. Isn't it just a matter of falling? Just get up. I'm still young, but I'm not ready to be savaged. Come on, storm! Come harder! Watch how I'll face you and live a life like a rainbow.
Qing Ke's heart is stronger than her appearance. Even in the face of such a misfortune as if the sky is falling, she can heal her wounds in minutes.
She fixed her makeup, changed into a loose business suit, and went downstairs with the clatter of a ding-dong clatter.
On the stairs, he bumped into Shang Xin who was holding an ice pack.
Shang Xin looked at the radiant Qing Ke and was confused for a moment. "Ke Ke, you're still feverish! Why don't you lie down? What are you doing up?"
Qing Ke looked up at the clock on the living room wall. The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock. Her father should be at the company at this time. "Dad, it's so late, why haven't you gone to the company yet?"
Qing Ke asked Shang Xin as she continued walking downstairs.
Shang Xin followed back and said, "Keke! You've been unconscious for a whole day and night, and your fever won't go away. How can Daddy have the energy to go to the company?"
As soon as Qing Ke came downstairs, she sat at the dining table and called out to the kitchen, "Mom, is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Bai Meng, who was directing her aunt in the kitchen, rushed out of the kitchen upon hearing Qing Ke's voice and responded excitedly, "Yes, yes, I'll have my aunt bring it out to you right away."
Shang Xin chased Qing Ke to the dining table and touched his forehead. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He touched his own forehead again, and after double-checking, he muttered to himself, "It's not a fever! But—I clearly heard Bai Meng ask me to get an ice pack just now."
He frowned and asked Bai Meng, who was carrying food out of the kitchen, in confusion: "Bai Meng, Keke doesn't have a fever! Why are you making such a fuss and asking me to find an ice pack?"
"Not burning? How is that possible? I just touched it and it was burning hot." Bai Meng responded to Shang Xin while bringing the food to the table.
Qingke picked up the bowl and started eating with relish.
Seeing their daughter eating so happily, Shang Xin and Bai Meng both smiled with satisfaction.
Bai Meng even reached out and touched Qing Ke's forehead to confirm that what Shang Xin said was correct.
She was puzzled. It was so hot just now, how could it heal so quickly? It was like divine intervention.
Although Bai Meng was confused, she was of course happy that Qing Ke was fine. She sat on the chair next to Qing Ke and watched Qing Ke eat with a smile.
At this time, the phone in the living room rang. Bai Meng winked at Shang Xin next to him, indicating that he should answer it quickly.
Shang Xin ran to the sofa and sat down, picked up the microphone and put it to his ear, "Hello! Hello, who are you?"
"Director Shang, are you busy at home? Why haven't you gone to the company yet so late?"
Wu Meng's voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice was transmitted through the phone and was a little different from Wu Meng's usual speaking. But Shang Xin could still recognize it. It sounded very familiar.
"Who are you?"
"Mr. Shang, you can't be so forgetful, right? You can't even recognize my voice, Wu Meng, but I will never forget you in my life!" There was a smile in Wu Meng's voice, the kind of malicious smile.
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