Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

His trachea was damaged due to a car accident, and it was difficult for him to speak in a hoarse voice at the moment.

Song Le felt distressed when he heard it, held his hand, nodded quickly, and said softly: "It's me."

Lu Xi's nose was sore, probably due to too much emotional ups and downs, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

But his hands held her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave in the next second.

At such a time, what else can Song Le do, his heart softened in an instant, and he comforted him: "I won't leave, I won't leave, you should take a good rest first."

Lu Xi was worried, and managed to slow down her breathing. She lay on the bed, her face was as pale as paper, she still didn't let go, struggling to close her eyes and sleep.

Song Le coaxed and persuaded, and finally agreed helplessly that he would definitely see her when he woke up, so Lu Xi hesitated and let himself fall into a sleepy sleep.

Song Le glanced at the good-looking boy who was restless in his sleep and frowned because he was worried about something. Song Le glanced at his hand that didn't relax a bit even when he fell asleep, sighed, and then laid down on his pillow in relief.

With his eyes depicting his beautiful and clear outline, Song Le slowly stuffed his hands back into the warm blanket.

Just one time, one last time.

I am afraid, but I still look forward to it. As long as I see him and stay by his side, I feel that my tortured heart has been greatly comforted.

If she was still cheated this time, it was her own fault, and she had nothing to say.

Song Le smiled with relief and bitterness.

……

Lu Xi lived in the hospital for more than half a month. When he was discharged from the hospital, although he was still covered with plaster and his complexion was not very good, his face was full of joy, but nothing could stop him.

Song Le was wearing sunglasses, sitting in the driver's seat, watching him being helped into the car by his assistant, he was nervous in his heart, but pretended to be indifferent on the surface.

As for Lu Xi, knowing that she hadn't let go of everything, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous. She sat down carefully, and after letting the assistant leave, she obediently put on her seat belt.

Driving all the way back to the apartment, he pursed his lips and kept looking at her, but he didn't say a word.

While Lu Xi secretly observed her mood, Song Le would glance at him from time to time.

After a long while, she thought about it: "From now on, don't lie or hide from me."

Lu Xi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Yes! No, absolutely not."

"Don't secretly fight for resources for me, I don't need it."

"But I want to help you, I don't want to see you working so hard..."

"I said, no need." Song Le said calmly but firmly: "If I can't do it, then I can't do it. If someone else does it for me, it's not mine."

"...Okay, I, I won't." Lu Xi looked at her serious profile, and her heart moved.

"Also, pack your things back today."

Lu Xi was stunned. After hearing and digesting the meaning of this sentence, she pursed her lips reluctantly, fell silent, and finally nodded sullenly.

After Song Le finished speaking these few points seriously, seeing that he was still reluctant to the last sentence, and didn't intend to coax him, he originally planned to never indulge him so much and start to change, but when he really packed things silently and with difficulty, She still couldn't help but said: "...heal the injury, and then talk about other things."

Startled, then Lu Xi, who understood, raised her head, blinked, and carefully showed a forced smile, and said slightly sadly: "Miss sister, do you not like me that much anymore?"

She used to coax him gently, not so coldly.

Song Le bit her lips, her heart softened very easily, and this moment was no exception. She wanted to force herself to continue being cold and hard to him, but because of his words, a voice emerged in her heart: I like someone, I want to be nice to someone, why? You have to hide it and force yourself to run in the opposite direction, aren't you tired?