Confused wife is too hot

This is Jiang Bei's soliloquy, but every sentence comes from the heart.

"Actually, I came to visit you today not because I married Yimeng, but... I hope you can give me some courage." Jiang Bei paused, "You have been in a coma for so many days, Song Yanmo stretched out his hand To Dai Shi. As your best friend, I will share your worries, but you have to promise me to wake up quickly."

Jiang Bei didn't notice that Dai Yicheng's fingers moved slightly on the hospital bed.

"Even if it's not for Dai Shi, you still think about Su Xiaoluo. Let me tell you, if you don't wake up again, I will help Lu Nan abduct Su Xiaoluo, so that you can't come back."

How much Jiang Bei wished that Dai Yicheng would suddenly jump up and shout--how dare you?

Hope it didn't come true.

Shrugging, "I have to go to a city to do something, and I will come back to chat with you sometime."

The door was gently closed, and Dai Yicheng's finger moved slightly again. In the empty ward, no one noticed.

The wedding appreciation dinner of Jiang Bei, the only son of the Jiang family, and Dai Yimeng, the daughter of the Dai family, was naturally very grand.Not only invited many distinguished guests, but also live broadcasted the whole dinner scene.

On the huge LED screen in the commercial street, the bride, Dai Yimeng, wore a red mermaid dress that was enchanting and eye-catching. She stood at the end of the red carpet with a smile on her groom's arm, and nodded to the guests who came to bless her.

Dai Yimeng is the most beautiful bride, and Jiang Bei is also the happiest groom. Su Xiaoluo held the phone and stared at the palm-sized screen, and couldn't help admiring.

"You will think it's a pity." Su Xiaoluo held up her mobile phone and approached Dai Yicheng who was sleeping next to her, "You see Yimeng is so beautiful, Jiang Bei has never been so handsome, but you and I can only see through the screen. "

Dai Yicheng breathed steadily, his eyelashes trembled, that's all.

Su Xiaoluo felt sore, she turned off her cell phone, and the ward became quiet again.

Although he couldn't watch the ceremony or attend the thank-you dinner, it would be nice to be able to accompany Dai Yicheng. Su Xiaoluo watched Dai Yicheng quietly with his chin resting on his hands, when the door of the ward creaked suddenly, followed by the faint sound of wheels.

Song Zhixin's appearance was unexpected by Su Xiaoluo, she stood up uneasily, unnaturally, "Teacher Song..."

"I didn't bother you and Yicheng, did I?" Song Zhixin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, smiled lightly, and changed the topic again, "Xiao Luo, you seem to have lost weight. Taking care of Yicheng is hard, isn't it?"

"I'm only here occasionally." Su Xiaoluo was overwhelmed by Song Zhixin's concern, and then there was an indescribable sense of awkwardness.

Song Zhixin stopped talking, turned the wheelchair and walked to the hospital bed, her watery eyes fell on Dai Yicheng peacefully, with worry and heartache.

She moved her lips, "Why haven't you woken up after so long?"

And then... another long stare.

Women know women best, and with just one look, others can tell where this man is in your heart. Su Xiaoluo's preparations for battle are activated again.

"I just came to see Yicheng, I'm going back to the ward first."

With Song Zhixin's words, Su Xiaoluo who had just pressed the ready button jumped directly to the close button.

"Teacher Song, I'll see you off." Su Xiaoluo did it out of politeness, and Song Zhixin did not refuse.

Su Xiaoluo pushed the wheelchair lightly, feeling as if the wheels had been crushed. After a moment of hesitation, she said lightly, "Thank you."

She is qualified to say thank you to Song Zhixin. After all, she sacrificed her own legs to save Dai Yicheng's legs. She is Dai Yicheng's wife, so it is only natural to say thank you for him.

However, is it too insincere to just thank you with one sentence?

"You don't need to thank me, it's just instinct, just like when I was besieged by a group of hooligans, the whole city was for me..." Song Zhixin hurriedly covered her lips, and turned her head to give Su Xiaoluo an apologetic smile, "I seem to have said something I shouldn't have said." Yes, Xiao Luo, don't take it to heart."

Su Xiaoluo smiled, "In addition to thank you, I should also say sorry to you."

"Is it because of Zhao Yong?"

"Yes."

"Brother Zhao" hurt Song Zhixin's wrist, Su Xiaoluo already owed a debt she couldn't repay, and it was "Brother Zhao"'s deliberate revenge that once again implicated Song Zhixin, Su Xiaoluo knew that even if she said 1 sorry, it would be useless use.

"Xiao Luo, I don't want you to have a psychological burden." Song Zhixin put her hands on her unconscious legs, "I don't mean to blame you at all, and this is actually not a bad thing for me."

Su Xiaoluo didn't understand, so Song Zhixin didn't ask her without explaining. When you are facing someone who puts you under pressure that you can't bear, you can't wait to run away.

So, when she finally returned to Song Zhixin's ward, Su Xiaoluo breathed a sigh of relief, "Take a good rest, Teacher Song."

Turning around, her steps were quick and hasty, at this moment, Song Zhixin sighed behind her seemingly unintentionally, "He will always remember me..."

Su Xiaoluo's footsteps faltered, but in an instant, she hurriedly lifted it up again, pretending she didn't hear anything, pushed the door and ran out of the ward.

She ran downstairs in one breath, and stood in the open space downstairs, Su Xiaoluo stroked her chest and panted heavily, the oppressive feeling was indescribable, only in this way could she feel a little more comfortable.

Thinking of Song Zhixin's affectionate confession that day, and thinking of Song Zhixin's insinuations today...

Su Xiaoluo shook her head desperately, don't allow wild thoughts, don't allow wild thoughts, she can repay Song Zhixin with anything, except Dai Yicheng.

Unless Dai Yicheng says he doesn't want you, no one can tear you apart.

There is no compromise in love, she is no longer the Su Xiaoluo who would argue for a divorce when Dai Yicheng looked at Song Zhixin more than once.

After calming down a little, she returned to Dai Yicheng's hospital bed.

Touching his handsome eyebrows lightly with her fingertips, Su Xiaoluo burst into tears as she smiled, unable to utter a thousand words, and finally turned into a kiss on Dai Yicheng's face.

I don't know when she lay beside Dai Yicheng and fell asleep, but she didn't sleep well. In the dream, Song Zhixin and Dai Yicheng were holding hands, no matter how Su Xiaoluo yelled behind them, Dai Yicheng didn't look back, tenderly Looking at Song Zhixin intently, he walked further and further away from her.

"Honey, don't..." Su Xiaoluo frowned, she couldn't wake up from the nightmare.

At this moment, Dai Yicheng's fingers moved under Bo's quilt.

The fire blazed into the sky, he and Song Zhixin in the car were unconscious, Su Xiaoluo was pulled desperately by the president of Welsh, her mournful cries shook the world.

He wondered why he could see himself lying in the car.