Evening.

Once again, the housekeeper hung up the phone from the Nguyen family and rejected the request of Mrs. Nguyen.

To be able to refuse the Nguyen family so many times, perhaps only Ji Jingchen dared to do so.

He looked up at the third floor.

Since the gentle sweetness has gone, Ji Jingchen has not left the castle for three days, and has not eaten anything.

Most of the company's things were handled in advance, and the necessary work was remotely manipulated in the study, and most of the rest of the day was used by him to treat the condition.

But even so, if you don't eat for a long time, how can the body hold up?

The housekeeper thought and thought, or decided to go upstairs to see.

He walked up to the third floor and knocked on the door of the library.

After a long time, the door was finally opened.

The butler looked at the doctor in front of him and asked, “Where is he, sir?”

The doctor pointed inside.

"Now that I've just finished a treatment, I'm ready to go home first and come back tomorrow."You help take care of Mr. Ji.If you have any questions, let me know.”

"Please, Doctor."

The butler watched him leave and immediately went in.

The library was quiet, as if the air were forbidden.

There was only a small light on the table, and the light was dim.

A black voice sat on the sofa, leaning back, eyes closed with exhaustion.

As soon as the housekeeper approached, he could see the sweat on his body, and even his face was slightly white.

These days, every time he comes to Ji Jingchen, he sees this look.

No matter how many times he was surprised.

Dr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang's treatment process, no one knows, but as long as you think, you can guess some.

It can make Ji Jingchen so unbearable, and the process of treatment must be painful.

The butler stood aside for a moment, preparing to open his mouth, and Ji Jingchen opened his eyes.

“What is it?”His voice was hoarse, and he felt tired after the force.

The housekeeper nodded his head.

"There's another phone call from the Nguyen family, and Mrs. Nguyen wants to talk to you."But at your request, I found an excuse to get stuck in the past.But that is never the way.”

According to the temper of the Nguyen family, perhaps waiting for a while, he will come to the door in a hurry.

Until then, you can’t even hide.

The frowned upon him, and a very slight fold appeared in his eyebrows.

"I know, I'll find time and tell her."

The butler paused for a moment, still saying, “Sir, you haven’t eaten in three days.”I've got them to prepare some food, and you'll eat first, and don't drag your body down when you're out."

"I don't have an appetite, let them take it off."

The answer is the same as it was a few days ago.

The housekeeper looked at him worriedly, but after Ji Jingchen finished, he closed his eyes again and leaned on the sofa, not knowing if he had slept.

He had no choice but to leave lightly, carefully shut the door, and then let the cook put away the prepared meal.

The cook listened and frowned, “How do you wake up like this?”Before he could recover, his body was broken.”

The butler sighed.

“Sir, I don’t want to eat, what can we do?”

"If Miss Wen were here, he would certainly be able to persuade Mr. to eat..."

The cook spoke and looked at the housekeeper.

They all know that it is impossible.

Mr. only just threw Miss Wen out, perhaps at this time, warm sweet heart has long hated Ji Jing Chen, how can you come back?

The housekeeper waved his hand uncommentably.

"Forget it, put those things away first, and if the gentleman is hungry, he should come down."It can only be done by special means.”

Late at night.

He woke up again from his sleep.

He saw that he was oblivious to him in his dreams, holding the hands of others, holding the waist of others, and kissing the lips of others.

His heart was like a knife, like a dying.

Even if he knelt down and begged her, sweetness left him behind.

Everything he said that day to sweet, sweet, all back to him.

His heart almost died.

When you open your eyes, you breathe.

The corners of his eyes involuntarily ooze the water, he looked at the ceiling with horror, and the pain of tearing remained in his heart.

The pain is crying every minute and every second.

Sweat rolled from his corner and wet his hair.

He took a deep breath, but he did not ease the sadness in his heart.

Since the sweetness of the sweetness has left, he will dream of sweetness every night.

Her voice, her eyes, and her tears.

No one knows how scared he was when he dared to go.

If you are disappointed, leave.

What would he do if she couldn’t wait for herself for eight months?

If everything in his dream becomes real, what will he do?

The only chip in his hand is the sweet love...

He held on tight and did not dare to relax.

It’s a game, a game without a back.

It's too late.

I don't know if it was the impact of that dream, these days, Ji Jingchen even felt hunger for the first time.

In the restaurant.

The cook was still packing up in the refrigerator.

She opened the freezer and picked out what was already expired and needed inside to reprocess it.

Take out what you don't want, and when you look up, you see the scene coming in.

She paused for a moment, then surprised: "Sir, are you hungry?"I'll make you food now."

Ji Jingchen just wanted to talk, and then there were two cakes on the table.

The small cake, which is large in slaps, is decorated with fruit and cream, and looks small and cute.

The micro-period, I feel a little familiar.

“Where did this come from?”

The cook looked at him and said carefully, "This is what Miss Wen had prepared for her husband the day before she left the castle."

He raised his head and his heart trembling.

I looked at the cook and looked down at the cake on the table.

“Give it to me.”

The cook listened and hurriedly said, “No, sir, this cake has expired, and I am preparing to throw it away...”

He frowned, “Give it to me.”

He looked straight over and brought the two little cakes on the table.

Two blue and pink cakes, made for two people.

He looked at it carefully and opened the outer packaging.

The cook stood on the side worriedly, trying to stop it.

"Sir, this is expired."

But Ji Jingchen was deaf and ate all one or two cakes in one breath.

The cook looked at him.

Ji Jingchen put down the knife and fork in his hand, and the two small cakes had been eaten by him.

"It's delicious."

He said a word.

He paused and continued, “Unfortunately, there will be no more...”