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Tang Huan asked about the spicy chicken.

Does the remaining half of her life mean that five years and a half are broken?

[You want to be beautiful, but you are so badly injured, because you can live for five years per life? At most, this half-life will allow you to hang for another year. 】

Chu Zhao heard her mention the flowers in the yard, so he went out and folded one and put it on the tip of her nose.

"Yes, it's already blooming, isn't it fragrant?"

She looks very embarrassed now, her original head is full of green silk has become uneven, and the whole person looks pale, without any complexion, like a person who has been sick for a long time, extremely weak.

The cat pupils that were dripping and turning in both directions, smart and shining, were like a pool of stagnant water at this moment, without the slightest ripple.

"Chu Zhao, I seem to smell the sauce elbow and the smell of sliced duck, otherwise you can also bring it to my nose and let me smell it, right?"

Chu Zhao: "......"

She really wants to eat, and she has to skin it at all times.

Every time I talked to her, she always tried to find a way to beg for food.

"No, your body can't eat those things."

When Chu Zhao rejected her, he only felt a pain in his heart.

Tang Huan pursed his mouth.

"But you see that my hair is scorched now, and my eyes can't see, Chu Zhao, I'm so miserable, don't you even want to give me something to eat?"

She pretended to look aggrieved.

Obviously, such a tragic thing came out of her mouth, but there was no bit of cynicism and complaining.

She seemed to accept it calmly.

When he woke up from a coma, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and found that he couldn't see, so he said very calmly: "Chu Zhao, my eyes seem to be blind." ”

She is very sensible.

It's especially not worrying.

Nothing seemed to make her particularly sad.

But this is exactly what makes Chu Zhao feel heartache!

After suffering so much, suffering so many injuries, and her body hurting so much.

How could she not be aggrieved?

How could there be no loss?

How is it possible that there is not even sadness?

But she was all hidden, just a person, silently bearing the burden of digestion, and not revealing it at all.

Because his soul was damaged, when Tang Huan finally hung half his life, his brain seemed to be getting worse day by day.

More and more sluggish, more sluggish.

"Chu Zhao, I ......"

From time to time, she beckoned Chu Zhao to come over.

In fact, she wanted Chu Zhao to come over, and then told him how much she wanted to eat sauce elbow and sliced duck, because Chu Zhao only gave her fish soup and dried small fish every day, so she had to protest.

But when it came later, every time Tang Huan finished beckoning, Chu Zhao walked over.

Tang Huan looked confused.

"I seem to have forgotten what I called you for......"

Her memory is getting worse and worse, and she always forgets what she wants to do.

I often look ahead with empty eyes, looking like I am contemplating life, but I am actually thinking......

What the should I think?

Chu Zhao has been by Tang Huan's side, watching her body become weaker and weaker.

Finally one time.

Chu Zhao really couldn't bear it, so he ordered someone to prepare a little sauce elbow and sliced duck for Tang Huan.

She has been talking about it since she woke up from her injury.

But there was no way, these meals were not good for his body and bones, so he never allowed it.

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