"I..." Wang Ruoxin thought carefully. She seemed to remember that she had been talking with him about how to deal with Wu Haoxuan in the bedroom. Later, she seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, Mother Zhang came back. After coming back, she accused her...
"I forgot."
"Instead of remembering, it's better to forget, forget the heart-wrenching pain."
"You're sick. You still have a high fever last night. You just lost the fever this afternoon. Are you hungry? Do you want some porridge?" Ye Zhehan did not tell her the previous dispute. Since he had forgotten, he decided to forget it.
"I don't have an appetite." She picked up the glass of water and drank a few mouthfuls of water. She felt much more thirsty in her throat. "I'm all right now. You go back to rest early."
"Leave me alone."
