In the hospital.

Shi Qinghuan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and the urn in his arms.

She won't let anyone take it.

Once the nerves stretched for several days relax, the disease will surge... Like a mountain falling down.

Chu Mo stood at the edge of the bed and looked at her.

"Rong Yao."

"Yes, less ink." Rong Yao bowed, "you command."

Chu Mo stared at Shi Qinghuan and said, "find a good cemetery and do something for old man Wen."

"Yes, Mo Shao... My subordinates are out."

"Yes."

On the bed, Qinghuan sleeps uneasily.

With a fever, he spoke vaguely.

"It hurts... Mom, Qinghuan hurts..."

Chu Mo sat down and looked at her with a slight frown.

Talking in your sleep? There was no such problem before!

Think about it and shake your head.

Ah... She used to be a mute. How can she talk in her sleep?

Chu Mo rubbed his temples and had a headache.

What is the reason for her different personality five years ago and five years later?

In the past, he was so weak that he was shy when he met a stranger. Now he is so brave... Were those really pretended before? Oh, that's too similar. How? Not a flaw?

But it's not pretend... So it's really because of amnesia?

Ah... Chu Mo sneered. Unexpectedly, there is such a thing as amnesia in the world!

Shi Qinghuan said, "hum... It hurts."

Chu Murton paused and thought about what happened five years ago. I really didn't want to talk to her.

However, seeing her wrinkled facial features, I couldn't control it.

Chu Mo slowly leaned over and hugged her. Does she still know the pain? When playing with people, didn't you expect it to hurt so much?

He stiffened, patted her on the shoulder and spit out a word, "good..."

"Well..."

Shi Qinghuan uttered a cry, as if in response to Chu mo.

Chu ink hooked his lips, and there was a smile on his lips.

However, the next second, the smile froze.

Shi Qinghuan murmured, "Xiao Yang... It hurts! I'm in pain... "

Xiao Yang? Xiao Yang again!

When Chu Mo suddenly released, Qinghuan stared at her coldly!

"Hmm..." Shi Qinghuan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Chu Mo, "Xiao Yang!"

Chu Mo was stunned and looked embarrassed.

She took him and shouted what? A cheating scum man, what's good for her to miss so much?

"Let go!" Chu Mo raised his hand and broke away from her.

"Xiao Yang..."

Shi Qinghuan lost his hand and began to cry.

"Wuwu... Xiao Yang, you're gone. You don't want me."

She curled up pitifully, holding the urn in her arms, "I know, you don't want me... Don't want me, mom doesn't want me, and you don't want me, sobbing..."

Tears hang in the corners of my eyes and repeat this sentence in my mouth

In the dream, two years ago, Qi Meizhen pushed her downstairs and ran out of her home. As a result, she was weak, covered in blood and fainted in the street.

At that time, Shi Qinghuan thought that he would die.

"Girl, girl?" Xiao Yang squatted in front of her in the rain, "what's the matter with you? Wake up! "

Xiao Yang is not alone, but also with his friends.

"Xiao Yang, leave it alone! It's so badly hurt... What if I turn around and mistake you? "

"Yes! These days, is it rare to touch porcelain? "

Xiao Yang frowned and hesitated. Walk by with friends and think about running back.

"Xiao Yang! Don't go! "

Xiao Yang squatted on the ground and picked up Shi Qinghuan when he fainted, "don't be afraid! I'll take you to the hospital... I believe you won't deceive me! "

……

Shi Qinghuan tearfully sobbed, "sobbing... Xiao Yang, don't leave me..."

Chu Mo's eyes were about to crack and he went out angrily.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like