"Let's entertain you first, it's only been these two months anyway." Jiang Ye replied.

He seemed a little tired, and after he finished speaking, he walked to the side and sat down.

Lu Weiwei noticed that he was in a wheelchair. Is he a patient? What disease did he suffer?

When Lu Weiwei thought of the "experimental cabin" mentioned by Wang Ming, she became even more confused. What is the experimental cabin? What does it have to do with her?

Her mind was very confused and she knew nothing about her current situation. She couldn't understand many questions.

Over there, Wang Mingyu gently put a blanket on Jiang Ye's lap and whispered: "Your physical condition is getting worse and worse. I'll take you back to your room to rest."

"No, I'll go back by myself, you can stay here." Jiang Ye waved his hand gently, with a gentle expression. He pressed the buttons on the electric wheelchair, and the wheelchair slid out the door.

When he arrived at the door, he stopped and said to Wang Mingyu: "By the way, give me that book, Tagore's "Flying Birds Collection".

Wang Mingyu followed his gaze, picked up the book and handed it to him.

Jiang Ye smiled and said, "You should also read more poetry, as poetry can purify our souls."

Wang Mingyu refused coldly: "No, this thing is useless to me."

"Oh, it's a pity." Jiang Ye sighed softly, "It's a pity that no one appreciates the wonderful words."

He said this, turning the direction of his wheelchair and leaving the corridor.

At this time, only Wang Mingyu and Lu Weiwei were left in the room.

Lu Weiwei kept staring at Wang Mingyu.

Wang Mingyu didn't look at her.

He bent down and picked up the books all over the ground that the "giant" had messed up just now, put them on the bookshelf, neatly arranged them like meticulous guards.

"Wang Ming..." Lu Weiwei called him in a hoarse voice.

I don’t know if her head was dizzy and she didn’t have the strength to speak or speak.

Wang Mingyu didn't respond.

After putting down the book, he walked to the window and pulled up the curtains. The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and his figure became blurred in this dimness.

Lu Weiwei was a little dazed, wondering whether she would recognize the wrong person. She was just a client who had a lawsuit. How could she get involved with her people?

But the sound is familiar...

"Let's sleep a little longer." Wang Mingyu walked closer and said to her, "There are still a few hours left for the medicine. If you sleep for a while, you will feel more comfortable."

Lu Wei opened her eyes effortlessly and asked him: "Where am I..."

Wang Mingyu was silent for a while and replied: "Your new home. From now on, you will live here forever."

"Why..." Lu Weiwei asked, his breath weak.

Why live here?

Why choose her?

Why?

Wang Mingyu looked at her. This was the woman he wanted most. At this moment, he was helplessly imprisoned in front of him. His beautiful pupils were wet and moist, like a wounded deer in the forest. She was beautiful, fragile, sad... and people couldn't help but want to hug her arms and gently caress her.

But he also knew very well that she was not fragile.

The water mist in the eyes is just because of the stimulation of light, and has nothing to do with panic or fear.

He thought for a while and said to Lu Weiwei: "Do you know the story of the fairy in the bottle?"

Lu Weiwei was unable to speak, and only shook her head gently.

Wang Mingyu said: "In the past, there was a fairy living in a bottle that could help people realize their wishes. Anyone who picked up its bottle could achieve their wishes. The fairy lived for many years and realized countless wishes, but it could not realize its own wishes."

He paused, his eyes moved away from Lu Weiwei's face, and he whispered: "You are the one who can realize the wishes of the fairy. I say this, do you understand?"

That man can save anyone.

And you can save him.
Chapter completed!