His gaze was still very chaotic and he didn't aim at the focus. He just looked at the blurry figure in front of him. After a while, he moved his shriveled lips, "...Make a wish?"

When he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Then, he tugged his lips bitterly and smiled, "I must have had an hallucination..."

How could she come?

She would rather choose the bastard Liao Er than choose him, and would rather help others than care about him, so how could she come to see him?

This must be a dream.

Zuo Zhan grabbed his hair again, slowly got up and leaned his head on the sofa, his eyes no longer looked at the side of making wishes, but he closed his eyes lightly and hummed softly.

It should be very uncomfortable.

The redness and swelling on the corners of the mouth and forehead have not subsided. The injuries I suffered from fighting before have continued to this day...

Make a wish and help his forehead. It was indeed hot and still had a fever.

Her palms were slightly cold. The moment she touched the left forehead, he was stunned for a moment. His eyes slowly tightened and raised his hand to hold her, "You..."

The wish was not taken back. At this time, Zuo Zhan lost too much of his usual domineering and aura. Some of them were just the idle and lazy at home, and the depressed and haggardness in his illness. He was obviously in his thirties, but time treated him preferentially and did not leave any traces on his face. He took off this suit, changed his hairstyle, and carefully took care of it, and looked like a young man in his early twenties.

They have not been together in such a quiet life for many years. Every time they are together, they are either tit-for-tat or verbal disputes. They have wasted too much and misunderstood too deeply. Everything has left the two without recognizing them.

Xu Yuan sat beside him, looked at him quietly, and said in a soft voice, "You are sick and have a fever, do you know?"

"Where did you hurt the fight before? Did you have a rib? Is it broken or a bone? Have you seen a doctor?" she asked again.

Zuo Zhan looked at her, motionless.

But the next second, he suddenly took her hand and took a bite.

"Ah!" Xuyou screamed in pain and pushed him away.

What's wrong with this? You'll bite when you meet.

She shrank back with caution, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm not dreaming, nor is it an illusion." Zuo Zhan wondered if he was confused. He looked at her coldly. In an instant, the bright little stars in his eyes disappeared, but they were completely gone in just a few seconds, as if they were depressed. "What are you doing? Didn't you choose Liaojiang City? You all live together, why are you doing for me?"

"You go."

"Is it interesting to hook me up while holding someone else in my mouth? Do you think my relationship is worthless, or is it that my heart is not a thing, and it doesn't matter if it's a waste of money?"

"It's hypocritical, I don't need it. If it's because of my grandfather, I'll tell him, you go."

In the last sentence, Zuo Zhan's voice was obviously stuttering, and his tone was no longer as low and cold as before, and even brought a hint of coquettishness because of his nasal voice.

I felt a little nervous when I made a wish.

She looked at him helplessly and frowned, "Zuo Zhan, you are sick and still have a fever."

"Well, so what?"

Bang-

With a surprise slap, the left slap of the slap was unprepared and strong.

His cheeks turned to one side and he was a little confused for a moment.

"You, hit me?" Zuo Zhan felt that making a wish could come over, and he came to visit him 100% on his grandfather's order. Even if he didn't treat him gently, he should have something to say, right? He just started to do it. This is... what the hell is going on!

"Being sick does not mean you can talk nonsense!" Make a wish in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!