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.

letter with the

beautiful pink letter with neat

you still remember the 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 know that from

Rogelio's bed unconsciously

to Rogelio in the past, so I can't help

afraid of disturbing you. I want to

I want to tell you that I like you. I want to be

at Rogelio, and read the signature on the letter -- Michelle Qi.

I didn't know if I was hallucinating. I seemed to

me. I got closer to her and looked at him seriously.

No response......

"Michelle Qi!"

no response. I thought I had a hallucination.

in the box. Looking at the delicate box in my hand, I thought that

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

for 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 help them

are slim for people like Rogelio who has been in a

thought that I, who has been infinitely quiet, would also

up late because of research. Before I went to bed, I was thirsty, and I had no water in my room, so I went to the kitchen to get some

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

the ground. It sounded like there were several things. I thought it

clearly what it was, a woman beside me quickly covered it with her hand and put it back to her

of the faint light, I was able to see generally who she was. She was a servant who worked for Nancy, and

late at night. Why

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

left in

time, but next morning, Fannie knocked at

that time. It's not just that Nancy doesn't like me. She

time every day she would

think too much about it at that time. I thought there was something to warn me, so