This meal was a little tasteless.

Zheng Ling's pessimism and world-weariness gave a confident and arrogant person like Zhan Hanjue a sense of powerlessness.

He thought that after Zheng Ling's body slowly recovered and her mood gradually became cheerful, everything would return to the best way it had ever been.

But the sadness revealed in Zheng Ling's eyes seemed to have burst the bubble of all his good hopes for the future. It actually made him feel a little desperate.

When he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, he broke several bowls because of his absent-mindedness. Zheng Ling heard the sound coming from the kitchen and sighed sadly.

Has he lost patience with her?

This disease cannot be eradicated. It is normal for Brother Jue to lose patience with her, because even she has no confidence in herself?

His mood just now was so low that it had already affected Zheng Ling.

He left his job of washing the sink, strode to the bedroom, knocked on the door, "Zheng Ling."

She turned around and entered the bedroom, locking herself up.

Jue Zhan's eyes followed her until she closed the door and heard the sound of the door bolt being locked, and Jue Zhan came back to his senses.

Zheng Ling's disease is originally caused by emotions. If she is depressed, he should be positive, confident and optimistic to accompany her to face all problems.

But just now he was afraid, afraid, he was afraid that Zheng Ling would not be able to accompany him until he grew old. So for a moment, he lost control of his emotions and became depressed and uncontrollable.

"Can you please let me be quiet?" Zheng Ling's soft voice came from inside the room. He was in a very low mood.

Zhan Hanjue leaned against the door and felt so regretful that he really wanted to slap himself.

Zheng Ling nodded, "Yeah."

Inside the house, Zheng Ling was sitting at the desk.

And his bad mood infected Zheng Ling.

"Zheng Ling, I love you. No matter what, I hope you can face your illness bravely. Just think of it as being for brother Jue, and insist on accompanying me until the last moment? Okay?" Zhan Hanjue begged.

It was difficult for her to concentrate on one thing now, but when she opened the first page of the notebook, she was quickly attracted by Zhan Hanjue's diary.

Zhan Hanjue's diary records in detail Zheng Ling's daily routine, sleep duration, seizure duration, and Zheng Ling's diet records... In the end, his spiritual enlightenment is indispensable.

On the table is Zhan Hanjue's notebook. It is a thick notebook with dense writing. Various beautiful symbols, as well as clear mind maps of regulations, coupled with powerful and elegant writing fonts, are pleasing to the eye.

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Zheng Ling had not seen Zhan Hanjue writing for many years. Suddenly she saw Zhan Hanjue taking notes so seriously. She was extremely curious and read it carefully.

Just like Zhan Hanjue wrote in his diary: I once thought that I was a fearless person. But when I faced Zheng Ling, I found my fatal weakness. That is that I am afraid of separation, I am afraid that Zheng Ling will leave me

, very scared. If I must die, I, a coward, hope that I die in front of her. Zheng Ling always feels that she is my Lingxiao flower. In fact, she has always been my kapok tree in my heart. I can only rely on

Only then can she live alive...

Only at this moment did Zheng Ling understand why brother Jue was suddenly depressed just now. It was because she had no confidence in the future. This made brother Jue also feel scared and panicked.

Zheng Ling turned through a few pages and burst into tears.

The Lord Zhan Han she faced every day was like a steel warrior, smiling and leaving the gentlest side to him. However, he was also helpless and scared to death. Every time he faced her illness

During an attack.

Zheng Ling's tears streamed down.

She didn't expect that the value of her life was so meaningful.
Chapter completed!