Chapter 208 Do you like it?

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Li Yuehu woke up. She had slept for three hours. Although she was still groggy, she felt a little better.

"anyone there?"

Li Yuehu sat on the bed and shouted around. Seeing no one responded, he went downstairs alone.

It was getting late, and I thought Han Jing had already gone to the company, but I didn't expect to see him downstairs.

So, Li Yuehu stopped and saw him busying around, with the table filled with delicious breakfast. He was a little confused for a moment.

"Yuehu, you're awake!"

Seeing her coming downstairs, Han Jing quickly washed his hands, then kissed her on the forehead and asked lovingly, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"

Li Yuehu turned his head and looked at the table full of breakfast. He was indeed a little hungry, so he nodded slightly.

Han Jing smiled gently, inadvertently breathed a sigh of relief, took the initiative to pull out the table for her, and poured her a glass of milk.

"The milk is hot, it nourishes the stomach."

Li Yuehu touched the cup, shook his head and said, "I don't want hot milk, I want cold milk."

Han Jing was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, "Don't you like drinking hot milk?"

"No, I like to drink cold milk, but you said hot milk is good for the stomach, so I always drink hot milk."

After drinking it again and again, Han Jing took it for granted that she liked hot milk. In fact, Li Yuehu always liked cold drinks, and she would order more ice for her coffee and milk tea.

Han Jing's throat tightened and he took the cup of hot milk away.

"Okay, I'll get you a cold one."

Li Yuehu nodded. When she saw him coming back again, he not only brought a glass of cold milk, but also a bouquet of flowers in his hand. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if a little surprised.

"Yuehu, this bouquet of flowers is for you. I hope your mood today is as beautiful as this bouquet of flowers."

Han Jing kissed her face, his eyes gentle and doting, just like before.

"Thank you, I love it."

Li Yuehu took the flowers, took a look at them, and then put them aside.

Han Jing was stunned, the smile on his face froze, as if he didn't expect her attitude to be so calm. Didn't she even give him a kiss?

Moreover, he hid a surprise among the flowers, and placed it in a very conspicuous place. If Li Yuehu took a closer look or paid attention, he would have seen it.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Li Yuehu asked indifferently: "What's wrong?"

Han Jing forced a smile and hugged Li Yuehu from behind, looking very intimate.

"Yuehu, do you like the flowers I gave you?"

"like."

Her answer was so cold that Han Jing didn't know how to respond and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"If you like it, why do you let it go after just one look?"

Li Yuehu raised her head slightly and saw expectation in his eyes. She seemed to understand, so she picked up the bouquet of flowers again, stared at it again and again, and then put it down.

"I've seen it. The flowers are beautiful. Thank you."

She was thanking him, but what Han Jing wanted was never a thank you. That would be too awkward, as if they were not familiar with each other.

Because he was too close, his chin accidentally touched the wound on her head, which felt a little itchy, so Li Yuehu pushed him away.

"Don't get close to me. It's uncomfortable."

Han Jing froze for a moment, not daring to ask her whether she was feeling unwell physically or mentally, for fear that the answer would not be what he wanted.

"Okay, you sit down first."

Han Jing went into the kitchen again and brought out the rest of the prepared breakfast.

I have to say that this breakfast is very rich, with all kinds of flavors, and it is obvious that it was prepared with great care.

However, Li Yuehu didn't have much appetite and said he was full after eating just a sandwich.

"Yuehu, can't you eat a little more?"

She has lost a lot of weight recently, and her chin has become more pointed, which makes me feel sad.

Li Yuehu shook his head. He really had no appetite. "I don't want to eat anymore. You can eat slowly. Bye."

"……goodbye?"

Han Jing was stunned for a moment, and when he saw her getting up to leave, he blurted out, "Where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere, I want to go out for a walk."

Well...it's not necessary to have a destination, even just going out for some fresh air is fine.

Han Jing felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. He became more and more convinced that she was indeed suffering from depression, and he did not dare to leave her alone.

"Yuehu, please go to the company with me."

"why?"

"I...I hope I can always look at you and kiss you anytime."

Han Jing smiled, but his eyes revealed obvious anticipation, and also a hint of nervousness, as if he was afraid that she would not be willing.

Li Yuehu thought about it and nodded lightly, because she didn't want to do anything, so she could go anywhere.

Before getting in the car, Han Jing took the initiative to open the door for her and let her sit in the passenger seat.

“Yuehu, are you still tired?”

Han Jing fastened her seat belt and asked her questions with concern.

"I am not tired."

"Are you really not tired?"

However, there were bruises under her eyes, and it was obvious that she hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. How could she not be tired?

A guess swirled in my mind.

Han Jing thought about it again and again, and finally asked: "Yuehu, do you have insomnia?"

"Oh, I've been suffering from insomnia for a year."

"One year?"

When Han Jing heard this, she couldn't help but think of the past. She was almost raped a year ago, and she also started suffering from insomnia a year ago, so they are related, right?

The person beside him has been suffering from insomnia for a year, but he knows nothing about it and still hugs her to sleep every night. Isn't this ridiculous?

So he was so cruel to Li Yuehu?

What is she thinking when she can't sleep at night? Does she cry secretly or suffer in agony?

Han Jing didn't dare to think about it, because it would cause a piercing pain in his heart, and how painful would she be?

If I could go back in time...