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Xiangyang felt that he had slept for a long time. He vaguely felt that someone touched his face with his hand. Several times she wanted to open her eyes. Half asleep and half awake, that sad mood hit her. Let her not want to wake up from this long dream.

suddenly.

Feel the cold touch on your lips. Then, something warm and smooth forced her lips and teeth open and kept winding her lips and tongues. This feeling, even the breath, was too familiar to her to tell whether it was a dream or a reality. I just feel like I'm constantly indulging in this tenderness.

So tired and soft.

The days after waking up again are not the same. The sun half supports the body and slowly gets up from the bed. There was a thick black around, and a dim lamp was lit at the head of the bed. The line of sight is gradually clear.

As soon as she woke up, she found the man lying at the head of her bed. That cold, thin side face was close to himself. The eyes closed tightly, and the eyelashes trembled slightly under the light and shadow. There are still traces of her scratching him during the previous argument and several deep red marks on her cheeks.

Xiangyang looked at his sleeping face and couldn't help reaching out to touch the wound. She just woke up, thinking about Xiang Zhenyu, impulsive like a beast. Looking at the print, it should hurt.

As soon as her hand touched it, his eyes opened and caught her. The uncontrollable trembling just exposed the inner uneasiness. Jiang Yuanzhou stared at her with deep eyes. There seemed to be a flame burning in her eyes, which ignited her in an instant.

She stared at him, and so did Jiang Yuanzhou. Slowly, people get up and sit up straight. Just woke up looking a little haggard.

Xiangyang's fine eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Her hoarse voice said, "let go."

"OK."

Very obedient to Xiangyang's words, Jiang Yuanzhou loosened his hand. His eyes still stayed on Xiangyang's face and looked carefully. Xiangyang's complexion was much better. There was no dark color on his white face, and there was a little more blood on his lips. These changes were recorded in Jiang Yuanzhou's heart. When he thought of this, his eyebrows and corners of his eyes were filled with a few smiles.

"What are you laughing at?" The wrinkles in the center of Xiangyang's eyebrows deepened. He had been staring at him and felt a little unnatural. After seeing Jiang Yuanzhou's smile, it was a little strange.

Jiang Yuanzhou said softly, "I see you wake up. I'm happy."

He was telling the truth. When he first saw Xiangyang wake up, he was surrounded by surprise. Before I had time to look more, I went to appease Xiangyang. When everything calms down, especially now two people are facing each other, quietly. The pent up 'joy' surged up.

Xiangyang blushed without warning, even a little angry and ashamed.

"Didn't I tell you to get out of here? How did you stay here! " The memory remains in the dispute before the coma.

"I can't go."

"Why?"

Jiang Yuanzhou looked at him with a smile. Under the night light, his face looked more gentle: "I can't rest assured when I think of you here. I can't go anywhere. "

Xiangyang's heart trembled fiercely. Thinking about his words and his expression at this time, he couldn't calm down. In this world, only Jiang Yuanzhou can make her rise and fall like this“ What about Lucina? You stay here with me, where is she, and... And your children? "

Xiangyang felt that Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes were much deeper, but he was not angry. Jiang Yuanzhou got up and said simply, "you are you, she is him. You can't compare with each other. "

Can't compare?

So who is heavier and who is lighter?

Jiang Yuanzhou didn't give her a chance to find out and turned the topic elsewhere“ You've been in a coma for so long and haven't eaten yet. Let me prepare something for you. " Seeing Xiangyang's lips and teeth slightly open, he knew what she wanted to say and blocked her mouth in advance: "I know you may not be hungry, but eat more. After eating, the body recovers faster. "

"I'll be back soon." Let's go and walk quickly outside the house.

Jiang Yuanzhou said that soon, the speed is really fast. But in a blink of an eye, people pushed the door with bags. Put the prepared food in front of the sun. When the lid is opened, the aroma of food overflows the air.

Xiangyang didn't feel hungry at first, but when the food was placed in front of her, her stomach was defeated at the first time and made a sound of surrender.

"I... actually I..." Xiangyang was flustered and covered his stomach with his hands.

The trace on the tip of Jiang Yuanzhou's eyebrows deepened, "eat while it's hot." Pass the chopsticks to the front.

After a short hesitation, Xiang Yang still stretched out his hand. She thought that she would take care of her body anyway. She can't fall at this time. Jiang Yuanzhou prepared wonton and steamed stuffed buns that she loved to eat on weekdays. It's almost early in the morning, and he can still find her favorite food. Xiangyang doesn't think it strange. He only eats food in big gulps.

It is said that the stomach is connected with the heart. When the stomach is filled, the heart will be extremely satisfied.

But the heart space was empty, and Xiangyang only felt so hungry.

Jiang Yuanzhou sat by the bed and looked at her quietly, speechless.

After a while, Xiangyang solved the food in front of him. After eating, he burped hard.

"Full?"

"Yes." Wipe the oil on the lip corner and shrink back into the quilt to the sun. Most of his face was hidden in the quilt, only one eye was exposed, and his eyes were staring around.

Jiang Yuanzhou cleaned up the leftovers and sat back in his position. People wake up now, and the atmosphere is different. For a long time, the room was quiet, and both of them deliberately didn't break it.

After half a ring, Xiang Yang still looked at Jiang Yuanzhou's face. She carefully asked, "does it hurt?"

Jiang Yuanzhou suddenly reacted after a few seconds. Xiang Yang asked what it was. He wiped his face with his hand and said with a smile, "it's all right. It doesn't hurt." At that time, he was full of Xiangyang. He couldn't care whether it hurt or not.

"Oh." He whispered and lowered his head again.

These little moves were all in Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes. He said, "yesterday, Dousha called baozi."

When it comes to children, Xiangyang's expression is different for a moment. Even his eyes are more radiant: "what did the children say? How are they doing? Have you had a good meal? " He asked many questions in a row. Slowly, a stream of bitterness poured into his heart and his eyes were hot.

Xiangyang felt that her mother had failed enough. Because of these trivial things, she almost forgot her identity and children.

Thinking of this, tears' poop 'fell down.