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Hospital, VIP ward.

The surrounding temperature seemed to fall into the ice cellar.

Jiang Miaomiao looked at the angry man in front of him, but sighed and was a little cautious, "Yan Sheng..."

Yan Sheng seemed to turn a deaf ear. His face was pale because of pain. His eyes stared at the white sheets in front of him, slightly empty and distracted.

Jiang Miaomiao saw that he didn't respond. He looked half worried and half flustered. First, Yan Sheng was hurt and his mood was unstable, which exacerbated his condition. Second, she got up because of her. She didn't mean to hide it from him. She was afraid that she was discouraged and extremely disappointed at the moment.

"Yan Sheng......" Jiang Miaomiao bit his lips and waited, but he didn't see his response for a long time. He was in a hurry and spoke with a cry: "Yan Sheng, would you mind paying attention to me? I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't hide my memory recovery from you. I should tell you the first time. Don't be angry, okay?"

As Jiang Miaomiao said, the dense clouds in the bottom of his eyes Rose, the water mist blurred his sight in an instant, and tears seemed to burst into tears in the next second.

She didn't expect Yan Sheng to become like this because of her concealment. If she had known it would be like this, she would tell him at the first moment of recovering her memory.

Yan Sheng's thoughts were still drifting. The next second, he was awakened by Jiang Miaomiao's cry. His distracted pupils lit up in an instant, but darkened again at the moment of contact with his line of sight.

"Don't cry." He opened his mouth and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Jiang Miaomiao subconsciously resisted the tears that were about to overflow his eyes and stared at Yan Sheng, afraid that his next words would pop out of his mouth, such as don't forgive you.

"Silly girl." Yan Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Miaomiao. He looked like a young child who was afraid of being punished by his elders. He couldn't help smiling, but there was a little sadness in his smile.

He looked at her with pity and guilt in his eyes. He reached out and gently brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. He stopped her from apologizing. His tone was bitter: "I don't blame you. I know you must be unintentional. Whether you lose your memory or recover your memory, you are the one I love..."

Yan Sheng stopped before he finished. His hand stroking her face trembled a few times. Jiang Miaomiao thought that something was going to happen to him and subconsciously wanted to call the medical staff.

"I'm fine, misty." Yan Sheng hurriedly stopped and looked directly at her pupils with a complex look.

At the thought that she had been provoked and slandered by her mother, and had to force a smile to maintain the harmony between the two sides, and that nothing had happened in front of him, his heart seemed to be cut by thousands of knives.

He always knew that Jiang Miaomiao was sensible and kind, but she chose to give in again and again and wronged herself. Although the man was his mother, he would never allow his wife to be harmed.

However, the more sensible she was and the better she treated him, the more he felt sorry for her and filled with guilt. She should have been carefree, but she knew nothing about it because he was in a dilemma.

"It's me, not you, who should apologize." He closed his eyelashes, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and said, "I'm sorry for you. You should have come to enjoy happiness when you marry me, but I don't want you to be in a dilemma and suffer all kinds of grievances. I should say I'm sorry."

Jiang Miaomiao felt heartache when he saw his dejected self reproach. He quickly shook his head and denied: "no, no, Yan Sheng. Listen to me. "

She reached for his hand and wrapped it, as if anxious to pull him back from his current state of malaise.

"Misty, you should listen to me." Yan Sheng didn't hesitate to interrupt her: "I'm sorry for you. I haven't found what my mother did to make you suffer. I know you bear it alone for fear of my embarrassment, but I don't want you to do so. Do you know how heartache I am? You were helpless and sad at that time, but I can't do anything."

Jiang Miaomiao listened to his words silently and looked at him as a whole shrouded in a decadent atmosphere. His heart was like a needle. He recalled his previous grievances and seemed to have a response at this moment.

The pupils were covered with thick fog, and the white tears fell in the blink of an eye. Compared with the grievances he had suffered before, he felt more heartache for her and her haggard man. She knew it was worth it.

"I know you'll say it's not your fault." Yan Sheng raised his eyes and wiped away Jiang Miaomiao's tears. He pulled a radian smile from the corners of his mouth, showing some reluctance.

"But I will blame myself for not protecting you. I even think if you didn't meet me at the beginning, would you live better? You won't aggrieve yourself, won't swallow it, and be carefree all your life. That man can shelter you from the wind and rain all the way. "

Yan Sheng felt the tightening of the strength in his hand when he said this, and his decadent look was a little confused.

Jiang Miaomiao's tears were dry and his eyes were slightly red, but when he heard the man's words, he was distressed and dissatisfied, and unconsciously increased the strength on his hands.

"Don't turn your horn. I knew it wasn't you. We're all married. Don't always think about other things." She was angry for a moment: "and now I don't want to find another man. If you want me to live well, you should think of compensating me and get better quickly. Instead of thinking about me marrying someone else. "

When she said the last sentence, she was still a little angry and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Yan Sheng was amused by her last appearance, but her mood dissipated so quickly, especially the guilt deep into her heart.

If he knew his mother's mind earlier, if he could observe Jiang Miaomiao's state, words, deeds and even actions more carefully, she might get less harm.

It was his fault. As a man, he failed to escort his wife. Instead, he suffered all the grievances under his nose and endured it alone.

Why couldn't he find out earlier? Why can't he comfort her around Jiang Miaomiao?

He couldn't help repeating and talking at the bottom of his heart. The whole person fell into a state of magic, and the surrounding atmosphere became slightly dark and cold because of him.

"Yan Sheng?"

Jiang Miaomiao eased the mood of crying just now. Looking back, he saw that Yan Sheng seemed to have returned to his previous state, even darker than just now.

She knows him. She is paranoid by nature and can't get out of her infinite guilt. She doesn't know her current mood. She is happy that this man cares about himself and sentimental that this man is confused because he cares too much.

"You still like to think so much..." she looked at his handsome face and muttered.

She knew that the more lost Yan Sheng was, the more afraid she was to lose her.

Thinking of this, he smiled knowingly, but his heart was more sweet. He sat up next to Yan Sheng, holding his face and kissing his lips with both hands as devoutly as possible.