Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 738 Fleeting Years You Stole My Happiness...

Chang Huai opened the car door for An Qiyue on the parking lot downstairs. The weather in May was slightly warm, and because there was no wind, An Qiyue ran all the way there, still sweating.

An Qiyue jumped into the car, and Chang Huai walked around the front of the car to the driver's seat.

The engine of the car started, the exhaust fumes raised dry dust, and it drove out of Xia Zhishui's sight beautifully.

……

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the Imperial Capital Senior Nursing Home.

Before getting out of the car, An Qiyue casually asked Chang Huai, "I heard that Chang Qing has gone back to school?"

Chang Huai looked at An Qiyue through the rearview mirror, and replied respectfully: "Well, since I had a serious illness that time, my brain nerves were damaged, and I forgot the memory of the period before and after the kidnapping. Arguing to go to school."

The corners of An Qiyue's light pink lips were slightly raised, and she raised her hand to brush the loose hair hanging from her ears, and said, "This is also very good!"

...

Bad things should pass as soon as possible, and it is best not to think about them, especially for a young girl who is growing up.

In fact, for An Qiyue, she felt lucky and happy for Chang Qing's amnesia in a certain segment.

……

Several bodyguards stood respectfully outside the door of the ward, and when they saw An Qiyue coming, they all leaned over to say hello.

An Qiyue raised her eyes, hummed lightly, and pushed the door open.

Pale to the eye, from the whitewashed walls to the neatly arranged furniture and bedding are all white.

She handed the handbag to Chang Huai's hand behind her, and walked towards the hospital bed.

Because of the coma, the man lost his former radiance, like a cold demon king with no warmth.

Like many times before, An Qiyue fetched water to scrub his body and change his clothes.

Originally, these medical assistants could do it.

But whenever An Qiyue came to visit him, she had to do it herself.

She stroked his sleeping eyebrows and wiped the outline of his facial features, her movements were cautious like a spell engraved on her heart.

She wiped it for a while, then pressed her face to his ear, and said with a soft smile, "I heard people say that happiness is: one is to sleep on the bed at home; the other is to eat meals cooked by parents; It is to listen to your lover tell you love words; the fourth is to play games with your children. So, in the fleeting time, you stole my happiness..."

She originally said this sentence with a smile, but when she heard her cold voice and no one responded, her heart still twitched a few times unexpectedly.

There is no kind of pain like her, so painful that she can't help crying, so painful that she chokes silently, so painful that she can't resist...

It's like the heart is separated from the body, the pain is so helpless...

Even after so long, An Qiyue couldn't face the fact that the man was unconscious.

Medically known as: Vegetative!

No one knows when he will wake up next time.

However, these three words give the living people infinite hope and despair.

Every day, An Qiyue longed to hear the good news that he opened his eyes to see the world when he woke up, and then felt humble despair in the dead of night.

If life and death are real, she might have a good negotiation with Mr. Lu Juan, and give half of her life to men.

As long as he can wake up, she is willing to do anything...

...

Men will be taken care of every day, and there is really nothing to scrub.

An Qiyue sat down next to the bed, staring at his brows and eyes in a daze.

He lay there peacefully, closed his eyes in a deep sleep, his complexion was as smooth as jade and as clear as a spring because the hairs of his skin were clearly visible due to the lack of exposure to the sun for a long time.

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