The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 1289

Huo Yuan sat down beside Jiang Xin's bed, lowered and raised his raised hand, and finally landed on Jiang Xin's eyebrows.

There were thousands of words hidden in his deep eyes, but he didn't say a word.

It was as if it was a treasure that he should try his best to protect, but in the end due to his fault, the treasure was damaged and could never be recovered, which made him sad and blamed himself.

In the end, all the emotions converged, leaving him speechless.

Because, no matter what you say, you can't change what has happened, and the damage you've received can't disappear.

Jiang Xin had a very long dream. In the dream, she was in the dark. She wanted to find a way out, but she couldn't get out no matter what.

It was as if the whole world was shrouded in darkness and she was the only one.

She ran desperately, exhausted from running, she broke down and shouted, but no one responded to her.

Danger lurks in the darkness, it seems that there are many invisible hands approaching her in the air, and there are many noisy voices circling in her ears.

It was as if there were babies crying, men's laughter, and women's cries, so many, many, all these sounds gathered together, like a giant net hitting her.

She covered her ears, these voices were still pervasive, the more she tried to escape, the louder these voices became.

"Jiang Xin."

Vaguely, someone was calling her in these voices, she squatted on the ground, slowly raised her head, and that voice came from above her head again, someone really was calling her.

As if across thousands of mountains and rivers, it came from the sky mistyly.

"Jiang Xin, wake up!"

Jiang Xin was still looking for the source of the sound, when suddenly her feet stepped on the ground, and she felt a sense of weightlessness.

The next second, she opened her eyes.

A beam of dazzling sunlight came in from the window and fell into her eyes. She stared at the snow-white ceiling, and her thoughts had not yet recovered from her dream.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Xin turned her head slowly, and saw Huo Yuan's magnified face appearing in front of her. She was stunned for a while before she regained her thoughts.

She remembered that the voice just now belonged to Huo Yuan.

Jiang Xin raised her hand and tentatively touched his face, but she was afraid that she was still in a dream and dared not touch it.

Suddenly, he held her hand, and the warmth of his palm was conveyed, and Jiang Xin's hanging heart finally fell down.

Seeing the concern in his eyes, Jiang Xin was in a daze for a moment, she felt that she hadn't seen Huo Yuan for a long time.

But after careful calculation, it seems that there are only a few days.

He held her hand tightly, leaned over to hold her in his arms, and said close to her ear: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm fine."

Jiang Xin was slightly taken aback, she smelled the familiar smell on him, and subconsciously clenched his hand a little bit.

It's like holding on to a life-saving straw.

After waiting for a while, she finally calmed down and got out of the terrible dream.

Huo Yuan also let go of her, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Xin shook her head, "I'm not hungry."

But he still picked up the porridge next to him, touched the temperature of the bowl, and said, "Eat some, the porridge is still hot."

He said, freeing a hand to help her up.

Jiang Xin leaned against the bed, actually she didn't have any appetite at all, but he fed it to her mouth, and she had to force herself to eat a few mouthfuls.

The porridge is preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but Jiang Xin tasted the same in her mouth, she swallowed a few mouthfuls of porridge with difficulty, looked up at Huo Yuan, and refused.