Lu Zhan hugs his little wife with deep love. All the pain will be healed gradually with the passage of time. What should pass will pass.

From now on, he wants her every day of life, only smile and happiness, he does not want their mother and son to be a little bit more hurt.

"Then..."

Joe looked up at night, had a slight sore throat, and said softly, "how's that child now?"

She wanted to ask, the child, Xia Youran, her half sister, is she still alive?

He gazed at her, his mouth a little tight, he tried to avoid the child's topic, but she still asked.

"Lu Zhanshen." She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the frown between his brows. Looking at his eyes, she seemed to know what he was worried about.

Her little hand slowly down, holding his face, softly asked: "do you think I'm cold-blooded? Is it cold-blooded for me to do so? And selfish? "

Her bone marrow can save that child. That child has a chance to live.

But she didn't want to

It's not that I don't want to, but I don't know what the meaning of doing that is.

"Wanwan, don't impose this responsibility on yourself. You can have any choice. No one has the right to force you to do anything. Do you understand me?"

He looked at the haze in her eyes, and his heart felt bad.

"Well." She understood him and nodded gently with tears in her eyes.

"Lu Zhanshen."

She called him again, soft.

Suddenly——

She put her hands on his arm and looked at him, her eyes seemed to be gone, sad: "that Su Yuan is really Xiao Han's first love?"

"... well."

"Well, is she beautiful? She's quite old, isn't she? Didn't it disappear? Now that it's gone, why do you come back? "

“……”

"If Xiao Han dares to let Xiao an down, and if he is still tied up with his first lover, you must not let him go!"

"..." Lu Zhan frowned deeply. What's the matter with him?

"Did you hear that?"

"Well."

……

Back at Shuian apartment, Ling Xiaoan walks barefoot to the corner of the living room and squats on the ground. She holds her knees in her arms and her fingers are tighter and tighter, but she feels colder and colder!

She walked into the bathroom with numb legs, and boiled the water to the hottest temperature. She just stood in the fish tank and was drenched by the hot water

He and the woman, they fell in love for a long time, the woman disappeared for six years, and they knew each other for nearly ten years.

More than half a year, how can it be worth their ten years?

How can a cheap substitute be worth his favorite?

She would never forget how tender and sentimental his voice was when he owned her and called out the woman's name so many times in the past.

There are too many feelings in it!

She leaned against the cold tiles and squatted down slowly

She didn't know why her heart hurt so much. She didn't even see that woman. She just listened to the name, just listened... Her heart hurt like this, as if it was torn!

Suddenly, the sound of water stopped——

In the dense fog, she felt that she was held up angrily. She was put on the bed very hard, and then her clothes were changed

"Woman, are you crazy?" Staring at her red skin, Xiao Han's eyes were heavy and angry.

Long hair spread in the pillow, tears already hazy Ling's eyes, she side face, do not want to see him.

But he squeezed her chin tightly and asked her, "do you know how hot the water is? Why do you do this? Who told you to do that! "

The water temperature just now is nearly 60 degrees. If he comes a little later, the consequences may be unimaginable.

And she just shed tears

Xiao Han fidgetily pulled the collar, pinched the eyebrows, God knows how anxious he was just now!

He opened the drawer and quickly found the ointment. No matter whether she was crying or not, no matter how fierce she was crying, he pressed her, and finally applied the ointment to all the places that were seriously burned.

He found a thin blanket and covered her gently. His hands were on both sides, and his eyes fell on his sad and tearful face.

"Tell me, why did you hurt yourself like that?"

Now, he was a little calm.

He wiped away the tears from her face and stroked her long hair: "Ann, talk, tell me why?"

Ling Xiaoan grabs the thin blanket on the tight body, and the whole person shrinks and sobs: "nothing, I just... Feel cold, I'm a little cold."

His hand on her forehead, it's really hot!

His eyes became anxious again: "I'll call the doctor."

When he got up to pick up the phone, she slightly propped up and grabbed his clothes. Her voice was a little hoarse: "Xiao Han, I don't want a doctor, I want you to accompany me, Xiao Han... Can you hold me? Can you not leave? "

How could he refuse her plea.

He leaned against the head of the bed, held her on his body, and gently caressed her back with warm palms.

"Ann, I need to see a doctor when I'm sick. I'll call the doctor, eh?"

"No doctor!"

"An an..."

"Xiao Han, I feel pain..."

"Where does it hurt? Ann, you're feverish. I'll get you some antipyretic, OK

She nodded vaguely, and her fingers loosened him.

He put her on the bed, pulled the quilt for her, and then brought the antipyretic and water.

After taking the medicine, Ling Xiaoan closed her eyes, her eyelids trembled slightly, as if she was not sleeping very well.

For a long time in the past, Xiao Han's tight face seemed a little relaxed until he heard the shallow breath.

Looking at her, he suddenly thought, so weak little woman, if there is no him, how should she live?

Perhaps in his eyes, at the moment she is like dodder, must be attached to other plants in order to survive.

During the quiet day, he held her in his arms, and his heart was extremely calm

All of a sudden, the harsh sound of the mobile phone broke the silence that didn't last long.

Looking at the strange number, Xiao Han hesitated for a moment before he got through.

On the phone, when the other party finished talking, he was silent for a long time.

Drooping eyes, he looked at the nest in the body side of the little woman, fingers gently stroked her hair.

Later, he answered the phone lightly: "I'll come right now. Don't move."

At the moment when the body lost its temperature, tears burst out of Ling Xiaoan's eyes uncontrollably.

She was gnawing her knuckles, and she was crying so that the whole person trembled... But he would not see it. He could not see it, and he left again.

Black bedroom, cold as ice cellar, she felt as if she had been abandoned, or she would be abandoned after all.

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