Let's Get Married

Jasmine does not rest. After leaving the hospital, she goes to the restaurant nearby to buy porridge and dumplings with vegetable filling. She is afraid that he may think meat greasy and will be particular about it.

Walking towards the station, she passes a pharmacy and pauses. She thinks for a few seconds and buys anti-cold medicine and anti-alcoholic drugs. She can tell that Pehry is sick from the phone call. Although Karl may stay with him, it is better to buy some in case.

She doesn't have much money and even has spent a lot on Cyrus’ illness, but Pehry treats her well and she won't be stingy to him.

She goes to the villa by bus. Standing on the foot of the mountain, Jasmine sighs as she watches the villa on the hillside.

The shortcoming of the rich zone is probably that it isn't open to traffic. She has no choice but walk up.

Twenty minutes later, she arrives at the villa, panting heavily. Previously, when she was taking care of Pehry, he had told her the password for her convenience. Now that no one responds to the doorbell, she directly enters the password and walks in.

Walking from the European-style gate to the main door of the villa, she pushes the door open and enters. It is dark, only the induction light of the foyer on. There is no one in the living room.

Where is he?

Jasmine frowns and changes her shoes. She turns on the headlights of the living room and treads towards the master bedroom on the second floor lightly.

Similarly, the door of the bedroom is also closed. Uneasy, she quickly walks over and knocks twice, "Pehry, are you here?"

There is a hush.

No one answers her.

is so abnormal that

light in the corridor roughly lights up the room, making her see the man sitting on the

bends his back slightly and leans against the bed. One of his long legs stretches while the

Jasmine remembers that he thinks beer tasteless,

him. His hair is messy, and his clothes are loose. If

atmosphere in this room

over. She does not turn on the light rashly, worrying that it would upset this fragile and sensitive

to

woman and hears the familiar voice. Her soft and gentle voice

so hoarse that it makes people feel sorry. He smoked a lot, and his throat

used to be vibrant now dim. The pride aura of

licking his own wounds in the

feeling of seeing Cyrus lying on the sickbed weakly. Instead, it is a pain that surpasses the blood relationship

aside and gestures with her slender fingers, "I brought you porridge and dumplings.

get cold, she hurries to

the transparent white lid of the lunchbox, there is still water

boxes of medicine in it. There's no need to

Pehry holds back his rage. He secludes himself and doesn't want to hear any sounds or see anything. However, it just makes his miserable memory even more lively and

on, and every scene that

and