Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Tan Chenxiao lies down on the bed beside Lu Qichuan, her arm is inserted into the blood vessel, she looks at the next door can not see any blood color face, mouth slightly raised.

I owe you. I'll pay it back this time.

Lu Qichuan, we have been pestering for a lifetime. Only now do I understand that when feelings come to an end, they are broken by others.

I rely on your connivance and pride, I called the beginning, but now, I want to call the end, but has no qualification.

I used to envy Yuwei. You and Mr. Gu love her so much. I envy her. The more I envy her, the more I hate you.

The whole world thinks that I'm unreasonable, that I'm making a mountain out of a molehill and I don't know what to do.

But Lu Qichuan, you never told me that you love me, but you told me that you love her.

Blood flow down the pipe, Tan Chenxiao is still looking at the man in a deep coma opposite.

It's better to let each other go than to torture each other.

I let you go, and you let me go.

Tan Chenxiao slowly raised his hand, but it never fell on his face, just like the distance between them.

She fell in love with him at first sight.

He was always drunk, and she watched him carefully, repeating her name over and over again.

He is very good to her. He supports everything she likes to do, but he likes to look at her in a daze. Tan Chenxiao knows that he is looking at another person through her, whose name is Ye Yuwei.

But she still likes him, still likes to draw him, day by day, one after another.

However, when she likes more and more, she begins to crave for return. So, after that night, she learns to hate, forget and like his first feeling.

Over the years, she has been hiding and holding on airs, perhaps just to get back the feeling of yearning to be rewarded.

But it turned out that she was wrong, wrong in a mess.

"Lu Qichuan, if there is an afterlife, don't save people with kindness, because you and I all know that we will fall in love with the benefactor at first sight." Tan Chenxiao whispered, just as ye Yuwei had the same meaning to him.

Her voice was so small that almost no one could hear her.

Slowly, her mind became blurred. When the doctor stressed that she could not continue to donate blood, she still insisted, because the blood type B transferred by Gu juexi had not arrived.

"You save my life, I pay you back. We don't owe anyone." Tan Chenxiao began to speak in a low voice, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily hooked up. With sarcasm, there was a slightly sharp voice of the machine in her ear, and the voice of the nurse reminding her heart to recover. She also completely lost her consciousness.

After 49 hours of operation, Lu Qichuan was finally sent to the intensive care unit. He had to observe for 48 hours to determine whether he could get out of danger. No one knew when he could wake up.

Lu sichen didn't rest all the time. Lu's mother and father were sent back.

Tan Chenxiao sat on the bed and touched her daughter's red and swollen eyes, "it will be OK."

It's going to be OK.

Lu Qichuan really got out of danger three days later, and three days later Tan Chenxiao left city B.

On the plane, Tan Chenxiao leaned against the window and looked at the white clouds outside. Brother Liu kept talking about the failure of the exhibition in her ear. He just said and sighed, "it seems that some people are more important to you than painting. Now they don't care about your painting at all."

Tan Chenxiao did not make a sound, still looking outside.