Love You To The Bones

Fang Xiaoran doesn't understand what song Zijian is talking about when he reaches out and points to the ceiling. He frowns and asks softly, "President song, where do you want me to see?"

"Brother Zichuan, his eyebrows are moving... Little sister-in-law, look, do you see?" Song Zijian asked Fang Xiaoran, so nervous that a thin layer of sweat came out of his palm.

Hearing the speech, Fang Xiaoran's lips trembled slightly, and quickly cast his foggy eyes on Shen Zichuan's face. Sure enough, his two cold dark eyebrows were shaking at a very slow speed, just like a dragonfly.

"Sister in law, is brother Zichuan saying something?"

Song Zijian leaned down and almost put his ears on the man's thin lips. He touched a faint breath. He went in and out, but he couldn't hear what he said.

He narrowed his eyes, pondered the man's mind, and said slowly word by word, "Brother Zichuan, did you ask your sister-in-law? She's right here. Well, the child is all right. By the way, bao'er is all right. We've found a candidate for her to match the bone marrow. Fang Yanrong and Cao are really his sister's bad luck! If we know that Fang Yanrong's bone marrow is very suitable, we should catch the white lotus to cure bao'er earlier, and we won't do that So many troubles come out. "

The man lying in the hospital bed, with his white face and no undulating ripples, only his just sinking eyebrows trembled quickly again.

It seems that I am not satisfied with his words.

Song Zijian thought he might not want to listen to these words. He turned his head and glanced blankly at Fang Xiaoran, who was also confused. He hurried over and roared, "Why do you ask Jiang manye? Oh, the crazy woman fell into the abyss, her brain burst, her arms and legs were broken, and she was dead. But xiaojizi's men found a black bat green jade from Jiang manye, which is said to be a keepsake woven by her drug trafficking organization, similar to her ID card.

Then Xiao Xiaosan saw this green jade and said that he had seen a similar jade statue in his father's office safe. Xiao Jizi was also present at that time. He suspected that Xiao Xiaosan's dead father was related to drug trafficking organizations. However, I think something's wrong. Xiao Xiaosan's father has been dead for more than ten years, almost 20 years. Even if he was a big drug dealer, his bones would not exist. Long ago You're dead! "

The man's drooping cold thin eyelids, left and right, both moved violently, with a small range, but they were really opening. The sharp thin lips, pursed into a line, were also beginning to vibrate slightly.

His eyebrows and eyes, his lips, are indeed moving.

Song Zijian stared at his trembling lips. After staring for a few minutes, a flash of light flashed in his mind. He turned his head and stared at Fang Xiaoran. He roared in surprise, "little sister-in-law, brother Zichuan said he loved you too. He loved you so crazy that he didn't regret his death!"

With that, song Zijian noticed that the man's ink eyebrows tightened more and more, and suddenly opened his eyes as heavy as the sea. His thin lips closed up and down, sending out a clear word "roll".

The next second, song Zijian clearly listened to him say a word, three words, "you go away!"

Fang Xiaoran didn't expect that the man in the hospital bed yelled at Song Zijian as soon as he woke up. For a moment, he didn't know what kind of response to make. He just stared at him. A drop of tears slipped silently from the corner of his eyes and flashed by.

At the bottom of her heart, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and her tight heart slowly fell back to its original position.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the man shouted to go away. Song Zijian deliberately elongated Jun's face, held his heart and pretended to be hurt, "Shit, brother Zichuan, you're awake. You're awake at last! For you, I went to the oil pot at the foot of the knife mountain without sleep for three days. I didn't even have time to soak the chili girl Li Miaomiao. How can you do this to me? Yingying..."

Over there, Shen Zichuan heard song Zijian's whining and howling. He couldn't help coughing heavily in his throat. He glanced at him coldly, indicating that it was time to go away. Where it was cool, where to stay. Don't hinder him from talking and communicating with his women.

"Wocao, brother Zichuan, don't. I'll go and leave right away!"

Swept by the cold eye breeze, song Zijian trembled and did not dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly ran away like a whirlwind. The speed was as fast as a gust of wind. He was afraid to run slowly. He was going to be recorded by a black man who valued sex and despised friends. It was easy to settle accounts after autumn.

Song Zijian blew away like a tornado and thoughtfully closed the door. With a bang, there were only Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan left in the huge ICU.

The air suddenly calmed down. Fang Xiaoran's long eyelashes fluttered and clenched ten fingers. His fingernails penetrated deeply into the muscles of his hand, probably puncturing the skin, and there was a slight tingling feeling.

The tingling pain was weak and worthless compared with the great ecstasy of Shen Zichuan's awakening.

She lowered her eyes and looked straight at the man's face. Seeing that he seemed to tighten his ink eyebrows, she couldn't help asking, "Shen Zichuan, you just woke up. Do you feel uncomfortable? Thirsty? I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No."

The man's dark pupils stared at her, greedy, for a long time, without blinking his eyelids, as if he could never see her enough.

I don't understand why he stared at himself for a moment. Fang Xiaoran was flustered. She couldn't help raising her hand and touching her cheek. She asked, "is there anything dirty on my face?"

He shook his head slightly, then closed his white lips and said in a low, dumb voice, "wife, I didn't dream? I seem to hear you say you love me. You fell in love with me when you were 16. You have loved me for 16 years, and you still love me now!"

Fang Xiaoran was stunned and stared at him, saying that she didn't know how to pick up the stem.

She just said so many words, with different emphases, but his chaotic consciousness remembered those words she said she loved him, and he remembered them clearly and without missing a word——

Did this person really fall into a coma similar to a vegetable, or did he wake up long ago and pretend to be unconscious with consciousness?!

Fang Xiaoran was stunned at first, and then two red clouds flew up on her pale little face, weakly denying, "Shen Zichuan, you heard wrong. I didn't say a word whether I love you or not."

She rascally denied the previous words. Shen Zichuan was not angry. Her thin lips opened and closed silently, stared at her and whispered, "it doesn't matter if you don't love me. I love you enough! In this life, you can only be my wife... Xiaoran!"

The last "Xiaoran" is already a hundred turns and thousands of turns, and the feelings are deep in my heart!

You survived, I survived, and I can guard by your side. It's good to love you day and night!

The grudges and grudges of my parents are no longer important.

Relying on his amazing will as a special anti drug soldier, Shen Zichuan woke up, forced to adjust a few words with Fang Xiaoran, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Shen Zichuan, wake up and stop sleeping."

Looking at him as ignorant as he was just now, Fang Xiaoran was worried for a moment.