Ning An's expression was also a bit solemn, and her eyes were full of sorrow. She seemed to have never been in such a mood.

It was getting late, it was pitch black outside, and only the lights of Mo's house were on.

The raindrops are flying like willow catkins, and the wet ground reflects the light of the street lamps like small mirrors.

The villa area is extremely quiet, with no cars and no sound of people.

"Can he eat when he is sick?" Ning An asked.

"I guess I can't eat it. I plan to cook some porridge for Mr. Song."

"I'll do it."

Ning An rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

Xiaoduo was surprised when she saw Ning An skillfully picking the ingredients, because Ning An picked the things Mr. Song liked to eat, and Ning An also removed the cores of the red dates.

"Sister An An...why do you even know how Mr. Song likes to eat and how to eat everything?"

"I paid attention to it." Ning An said calmly, but fortunately Xiaoduo didn't ask further.

Ning'an cooked some black rice porridge, added lotus seeds and red dates, which had a light aroma and full of heat. She cooked it slowly over low heat, so that the porridge would taste better and the texture would be more delicate in the mouth.

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Song Shaoyan slept for a long time.

After waking up, his legs didn't hurt so much, but he didn't see Ning An at first sight, so he shouted "An An" and "An An" in a panic.

Ning An knew he was awake and brought porridge into the bedroom.

She helped him up: "I cooked porridge for you. Eat some, otherwise your stomach won't be able to bear it."

"An'an..." He looked at her with weak and tired eyes, unfocused and dull.

Ning An couldn't stand the look in his eyes, she wanted to dodge but couldn't, and felt a dull pain in her heart as if she had been stabbed with several needles.

"I can't eat..." He looked at her and just wanted to hold her hand, "Please don't leave, okay..."

"I have to leave after all."

"At least wait, wait these days." His eyes were full of pleading and pity.

Ning'an had never seen Song Shaoyan like this before. Her heart softened and she nodded in agreement.

His eyes were so hurt, all the pride and arrogance he had before were gone, leaving only the sadness and vulnerability that ordinary people would have.

"Cheer up and promise me to go to the hospital in a few days. If possible, you can go abroad for treatment."

"it's useless……"

"Then you don't agree?"

Song Shaoyan didn't dare to make her angry, so he pressed her hand: "I will agree if you don't leave..."

"Didn't you say you won't leave?"

"I'm afraid, afraid that when I wake up... I won't be able to see you when I wake up..."

Ning An felt uncomfortable in her heart. Such complex emotions surged through her limbs, making her throat sore and bitter, and even made her want to cry.

"Don't think too much, just eat the porridge." Ning An coaxed him, "I'll feed you."

Although Song Shaoyan couldn't eat, he still nodded. She didn't have many chances to feed him.

"Song Shaoyan." She fed him some porridge and said slowly, "Maybe I owed you a lot in my previous life, so in this life...you have become my calamity."

"Is it just robbery?" He stared into her eyes and ate slowly.

Ning An didn't answer him.

In fact, there are palpitations and different heartbeats.

Seeing that she didn't speak, he added: "The best years of youth... I can't give it to you, An'an, I'm sorry... If I knew that I would become like this later, I would definitely... take the initiative to avoid you."
Chapter completed!