Josnian's hand paused.

He once said this to her.

He asked her to grow her hair long, and if she found it troublesome, he could wash and dry her hair.

If his promise to her cannot be fulfilled, another man will eventually fulfill it for her.

On the door panel, he was pressing her, his chest rising and falling.

"Is he good to you?" he asked calmly.

"It has nothing to do with you." Ye Jiaqi didn't want to answer, "Just let it go. I'm going to the airport and I won't disturb your life."

"Today's flight to Chicago is at ten."

Ye Jiaqi was startled.

Ten o'clock.

It's definitely too late.

"Have breakfast with me and leave tomorrow," Josnian said.

"Eat breakfast? Aren't you unwilling to eat it? What kind of breakfast would it be? Wouldn't it be nice to starve to death?" Ye Jiaqi sarcastically said, with an indifferent arc at the corner of his mouth.

Knowing that she was sarcastic, he laughed.

"The mouth is even worse." Josnian reached out and pinched her.

"Don't move your hands or feet, we have nothing to do with each other." Ye Jiaqi tilted his head and pushed his hand away.

"Yeah." He lowered his hand without retorting.

He walked to the dining table in the ward.

Only then did Ye Jiaqi realize that there was a rich breakfast on the table, including everything, but there were some items that Josnian didn't like to eat, such as oats.

"Ye Jiaqi, I told you last time not to go back to the capital again. Is there anyone here that makes you miss me?" Josnian sat at the dining table and opened the thermos.

"I know it's my own fault. Even if you are seriously ill in the future, I won't come, okay?"

Josnian paused his hand for a moment and did not speak.

He took out a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and said, "Come here, this is what you like."

"I don't like it anymore!" Ye Jiaqi bit his lip, "People always change, you know?"

"I understand." Josnian lowered his head and silently put down the porridge bowl.

Probably because he was wearing a hospital gown, he looked more and more haggard, his face was pale, and there was no blood at all.

His usually sharp eyes now appear gentler, and even when he loses his temper, he is not as fierce as usual.

Josnian suddenly lost the desire to eat breakfast and took out a pack of cigarettes.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and took out a lighter.

Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes wide and looked at his movements, feeling incredible.

Are you still smoking when you are so sick?

She has never seen anyone so desperate.

Josnian lit up his cigarette very naturally.

Ye Jiaqi almost ran over and reached out to grab the cigarette in his hand: "Are you willing to die? Are you still smoking in the hospital?"

Although Josnian is a patient, he is stronger than her.

He pushed her hand away with a little force and frowned: "You don't have to worry about it."

Ye Jiaqi was pushed by him and his breath choked in his throat.

"Hiss..." I accidentally burned the cigarette butt on my finger and it hurt a lot.

Josnian frowned and grabbed her finger: "I'm sorry."

"Josnian, I know that no one has the right to care about you. But are you worthy of your own body and Xiao Shangfan? Do you know that if this continues, you will soon die?"

He chuckled: "Heh."

"Even if you don't cherish yourself, I know there are many people who care about you." Ye Jiaqi said, "Just do whatever you love."

Ye Jiaqi ran into the bathroom to treat his burns.

My fingers hurt a lot.
Chapter completed!