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"So, this stupid police officer of your family just stayed there foolishly holding you like this. If we weren't outside, you and her would probably have been taken back by the police."

The Xia family controlled the advanced ward of a certain hospital. Xia Nuo was gnawing on an apple while describing the aftermath of that incident to his dear little cousin.

He is in a very, very good mood now, because Xia Qing is almost an ordinary person like him now.

"So where is Zheng Jing?" Xia Qing half leaned on the hospital bed, her left arm was fixed, and she was a little sleepy.

Originally, she clearly had the upper hand, but something unexpected happened. Xia Qing almost couldn't come back this time.However, it also revealed the deepest hidden secret that Xia Qing couldn't calm down for a while.

This made Xia Qing feel that there was something stuffed in her chest, and she was very uncomfortable holding it back, but she didn't want to tell people who didn't know.

"She was left at the scene by the eldest sister." Xia Nuo looked at the time, "We cleared the traces of the old building, but there is still a corpse there, of course she has to explain to the policemen who arrived later. But the time should be Can you come out too?"

Really obeying Xia Nuo's words, hurried footsteps came from outside, and the door was flung open.

"Hey Officer Zheng, we meet again so soon~" Xia Nuo waved happily.

"..." Zheng Jing still couldn't get used to Xia Nuo's style of painting, and only looked at Xia Qing on the hospital bed.

At that time, she really thought that Xia Qing was just dead. It wasn't until Xia Lin stepped on her high heels and slapped her awake that she realized that Xia Qing just passed out, and she almost delayed Xia Qing's treatment.

"Xia Nuo, you can go out." Xia Qing still spoke weakly, but the momentum she should have was still there.

Seeing his little Tangmen's eyes narrowed, Xia Nuo keenly sensed the sense of crisis, and immediately beckoned to get out of the ward: "Officer Zheng, there's soup there, and Xiaoqing hasn't drunk it yet."

There was a sound of closing the door, and the ward became quiet again.

Zheng Jing walked to the hospital bed and bent down to look at Xia Qing.

She stroked Xia Qing's face with one hand, finally touched the warm skin, felt that Xia Qing was still alive, and then trembled in fear.

"Fool, I'm fine." Xia Qing turned her head, rubbed Zheng Jing's hand lightly, and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Zheng Jing replied with a nasal voice, kissed Xia Qing's lips lightly, and left after a while, sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, and reached out to pour the soup.

Xia Qing turned her head to look at Zheng Jing, the corners of her eyes were a little red, she looked really frightened.

"At that time, I also thought I was going to die." Xia Qing turned her head and looked at the ceiling, "I just realized that I was the child who should have been deduced by the elders to carry a curse, but in my mother's body, I snatched away Xia Qing. The life, talent, and everything of his child, it’s no wonder that he hates me so much that he doesn’t hesitate to introduce the curse into his soul, just to be able to aspire.” Zheng Jing’s hand that poured soup stopped, and there was no movement, nor did he fight. If you break the summer love.

"But what should I do? The curse is closely related to me. Even with my mother's blessing, I want to get rid of this curse. It stands to reason that I, the carrier of the curse, should also perish."

"Stop it." Zheng Jing said softly.

"But Zheng Jing, my mother died because of me, it was really because of me." Xia Qing cried a little, "Even when I realized this, I even thought, ah, let's just die together."

"Stop it." Zheng Jing's voice was obviously crying.

"But, what should I do." Xia Qing turned her head and looked at Zheng Jing, "I can't bear you."

"Do you have to make me cry to be happy?" Zheng Jing wiped her face and looked at Xia Qing with red eyes.

"I just feel that my heart has returned to the real place from the empty place." Xia Qing smiled, "Zheng Jing, so these things have nothing to do with me in the future. I don't have the talent of the Xia family, nothing else, just a Ordinary people like you."

"Ordinary people are good." Zheng Jing took Xia Qing's hand, "It's good that we are still together."