Extreme Love

Lu Tingxuan sat beside the bed, looking at her with a pair of warm eyes: "Awake."

When he reached out his hand lovingly to comfort her, the person in front of him avoided him in panic, her eyes full of vigilance.

He was a little confused: "What's wrong? Did you have another nightmare and scared our Duoduo?" Seeing that she didn't respond, he said gently: "Are you thirsty? Brother will pour you a glass of water."

All the nightmares came from that notebook three years ago.

It was a book that recorded Lin Ting's thoughts for over a decade, the pain she'd felt after losing everything she'd possessed, and every emotional turmoil she'd felt while living in the Lu family. It also recorded her wish to leave the Lu family. It also recorded her first heartbeat, which was from Song Xingyan. And finally, her lifelong wish was to spend her life with Song Xingyan.

And now she happened to have returned to three years ago. Lu Tingxuan found the diary when they came back from surfing in Nisi. Now, as long as she destroyed the notebook, no one would know her true feelings.

And that boy who is as bright as the sun can live well...

All the misfortunes and tragedies would not have happened.

Perhaps it was God's mercy that gave her a second chance. She absolutely could not let Lu Tingxuan hurt the only remaining light in her boring life again. She absolutely could not!

Lin Ting pulled out the IV drip again and staggered off the bed.

Lu Tingxuan grabbed her hand: "Where are you going?"

"Do not touch me."

Lu Tingxuan was startled, his eyes had changed, but he still had a smile on his face: "What did you say?"

During the afternoon meeting, Lu Tingxuan received the news that Lin Ting had fainted in the mall without any warning and was sent to the hospital. He immediately put down his work and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, when she saw him, her eyes became more and more horrified, and she even had convulsions and fainted.

In Lu Tingxuan's memory, Lin Ting had never lost her composure like this, let alone spoken so harshly to him. She had always been so gentle that it made people feel pity. What had happened today?

The cell phone rang again, and the caller ID showed the name engraved in her heart. She quickly hung up and even blocked him.

She was a little impatient: "I want to go home."

Lu Tingxuan said, "Your blood sugar level is very low. You need to let the doctor confirm whether you can be discharged from the hospital before you can go home."

"I'm fine now. I'm going back now."

It was the first time that Lu Tingxuan had seen Lin Ting so stubborn. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond. After a moment, he replied, "I'll take you home."

"No, I'll take a taxi back."

But Lin Ting couldn't get rid of Lu Tingxuan's hand. She raised her eyes and accidentally met his gaze. She shuddered. It was this look, this look that was like a doomed look that could not be escaped or avoided.

Her chest began to tremble again, and she finally whispered, "Okay."

After returning to the room, Lin Ting immediately locked the door. Although she knew that this measure was useless and anyone with a recorded fingerprint could enter the room at any time, it at least gave her a slight sense of security.

After searching through all the boxes and drawers, she couldn't find the notebook. The scene was exactly the same as that night three years ago.

She forced herself to calm down. The 20-square-meter bedroom was neither big nor small. She searched almost every inch of the space, leaving no gap unchecked.

A long time passed by in her haste, and then she heard the door beep and be pushed open.

The housekeeper looked at the mess in the house and frowned: "Miss, it's time for dinner."

Lin Ting stood by the wardrobe and said weakly, "Aunt Zhang, I've told you many times, can you knock on the door before entering the house?"

Aunt Zhang said, "I knocked, but you didn't hear it."

"Sorry." Lin Ting smoothed the messy hair on his forehead and followed Aunt Zhang downstairs.

When Lu Tingxuan saw Lin Ting coming over, he put down the book in his hand and served her a bowl of chicken soup.

Lin Ting took a sip with a blank look in her eyes. Her stomach suddenly felt churning. She suppressed the discomfort and said, "I don't have much of an appetite. I'll go back to my room first."

Lu Tingxuan frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Ting hadn't anticipated the worst-case scenario, but she still wanted to take a gamble. She bet that the notebook hadn't fallen into Lu Tingxuan's hands yet. She bet that, at this time in her past life, he'd still been willing to let her go surfing with Song Xingyan, which meant he hadn't seen the contents of the notebook yet.

Lin Ting tried his best to force a smile: "I'm just a little tired and want to rest."

Time was running out, but she still found nothing. How could it be possible? How could the notebook disappear out of thin air? She had clearly hidden it in the closet.

She fell to the ground until a voice came to her ear: "Are you looking for this book?"