Come With Me

Even if I live with a vegetable all the time who has no consciousness and won't wake up, I still have feelings.

From the salary of Nancy and the help of Robbie, I take it as a responsibility to take care of Rogelio.

In addition to my responsibility, the reason why I am focused on this matter is that I sympathize with Rogelio.

When I see that he eats and drinks water only through the nostrils and stomach tube every day, I feel so sorry for him.

The once handsome man now is like he will never wake up.

I don't know much about Rogelio's past life.

But because of a gratitude letter, I have a little respect for Rogelio.

It was a letter from a poor primary school. The servant asked me to put it away when she gave it to me.

But as the letter was written to Rogelio, I opened the letter at my own decision that day and sat at Rogelio's bedside to read it for him.

"Hello, Mr. Luo. Thank you for your financial support and investments all the time. Among the twenty poor children you funded, nine of them have successfully completed the studies of primary school and will soon be promoted to middle school. The other eleven children have also performed very well in study, and they have promised that they will study hard and repay your help -- the LiShan primary school."

Since then, I believed that Rogelio must be a kind-hearted person.

I put the letter back into the envelope and looked around the room, trying to put it away.

In Rogelio's room, there was a half wall sized bookcase with some books and decorations on it.

Among all the boxes, there was a box of extremely exquisite workmanship. The size of the box was just a little larger than an envelope.

At that time, I just thought that this delicate box was fit for this precious letter, so I went over to the box, took it off and opened it.

But to my surprise, there was also a thick pile of letters in that little box.

I picked them up out of curiosity, and found that each envelope was written with a date on the left, and the letters were placed in order by the date.

with the

pink letter

time when I was little? I almost got lost? I remember that it was raining heavily that day. You got off the car and held an umbrella for me and sent me home. Maybe you've forgotten what happened many years ago, but maybe you don't

I walked to Rogelio's bed unconsciously and sat quietly beside him.

Rogelio in the past, so I can't help but read

always want to live in your life, but I'm afraid of disturbing you. I want

you that I like you. I

put down the letter, I looked at Rogelio, and read the signature on the letter --

I was hallucinating. I seemed

beat. I wasn't sure if my eyes were playing tricks on me. I got closer to her and looked at him seriously. "Rogelio?

No response......

"Michelle Qi!"

still no response. I thought I had

delicate box in my hand, I thought that Michelle Qi must be an

saw Rogelio lying on the bed and didn't make any change. "Don't worry. I'll read a letter to you

him to just sleep on the bed until he will die. That night, I began to search online for posts on how to take care of vegetables, how to

are slim for people like Rogelio who has been in a coma for one year, I still want to do my best.

I, who has been infinitely quiet, would also get

I went to bed, I was thirsty, and I had no water in my room, so I went to the kitchen to get some water to

stairs, I was hit by someone and my body was out of control, almost falling to

fell on the ground. It sounded like there were several things. I thought it must be something very small, because the

in the corridor was dim. Before I could see clearly what it was, a woman beside me quickly covered it with her

a hurry. With the help of the faint light, I was able to see generally who she was. She was a servant who worked for Nancy, and her main job was to clean

night. Why

looking at me, Fannie just covered her stuff and said, "didn't you stay

left in

at that time, but next morning, Fannie knocked at the door

doesn't like me.

day she would be having breakfast.

I thought there was something