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"I..."

Hearing this, Yan Sheng's body stiffened and his smile gradually faded.

"Why don't you answer me?"

Unable to hear Yan Sheng's voice, Jiang Miaomiao narrowed his eyes, adjusted a comfortable posture in his arms and continued to mutter,

"Don't you know what to say? Or you don't want to see me, Yan Sheng. Since they are here, why do you leave secretly? Why do you give me hope and great disappointment... "

“……”

How do you answer? Said he knew all the truth and hurried to find Li Biyun and expose her scandal at the first time?

But at this moment, when it comes to Li Biyun, Jiang Miaomiao will certainly uncontrollably think of those unpleasant memories.

only.

With a slight sigh, Yan Sheng hugged Jiang Miaomiao in his arms more tightly and comforted in a soft voice,

"Why don't you want to see you? Misty, you are the one I've tried my best to see in my life. I'm just afraid that seeing me angry will affect your recovery. Look at you now. Do I try my best to find you? "

"The devil believes what you say!"

The mouth said so, but Jiang Miaomiao, who was still frowning and pouting just now, immediately stretched his eyebrows and hung a shallow smile on the corners of his mouth.

"I, Yan Sheng, swear to God that if there is a half empty word in what I say, it will thunder..."

"Shut up, shut up and stop talking."

After struggling, Jiang Miaomiao stretched out his small hand and covered Yan Sheng's mouth,

"For the sake of your sincerity, i... I still can't believe you. You know I don't want to see you. You must also know that the first person I want to see when I wake up is you. Your heart is clear. What's the point of pretending to be stupid with me."

The more he said, the more depressed Jiang Miaomiao became.

When I woke up that day and opened my eyes, I didn't see Yan Sheng's lost mood in the ward. It came to my heart again, and the whole person became stuffy.

"Misty?"

“……”

"Asleep?"

Unable to hear Jiang Miaomiao's voice, Yan Sheng looked down and just matched the eyes that were especially clear but full of water vapor in the night, with a trace of sadness in them.

"Why, what's the matter?"

"I want to hear you tell the truth."

"What?"

Yan Sheng frowned.

"Don't pretend to me. You know what I'm talking about. I want to hear the truth. I want to know the truth."

Only Jiang Miaomiao's soft glutinous after drinking, with a somewhat firm voice, directly knocked into Yan Sheng's heart.

With a soft heart, he could no longer find any reason to refuse.

"Li Biyun told me before that she gave you a chronic poison. Only she has an antidote. She used this to threaten me for a long time. Until that day in the hospital, I read your physical examination report. There was no place to get sick except overwork. "

Every time Yan Sheng mentioned it, there was an unknown fire in his heart, and his tone increased a bit,

"At that time, I had only one idea in my mind, that is to find Li Biyun to tear everything up. I know you're okay. She has no place to threaten me. Collect all the evidence. I want to find you to explain everything..."

Speaking of this, Yan Sheng suddenly lowered his eyes,

"You know what happened later. I know that you read the news, that you have me in your heart, and that you just can't get over that barrier now."

"I didn't."

So he was bluntly exposed to his thoughts. Jiang Miaomiao snorted angrily and buried his small face in Yan Sheng's chest. His voice was stuffy,

"I didn't. don't be amorous. I didn't worry about anything..."

"You can't hide it from me. You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me."

After so many years of ups and downs, he had already thought through Jiang Miaomiao's temperament.

Her every frown, smile, every move, even what a look meant, were deeply engraved in his mind.

Looking at Jiang Miaomiao's awkward appearance, Yan Sheng's good mood was instantly recovered,

"Miao Miao, shall I solve all the problems with you? We'll face it together in the future. I can't imagine how I'll survive without you in the future. "

“……”

"Misty?"

“……”

I don't know if it's the strength of wine. After chatting so much, Jiang Miaomiao has fallen asleep.

Even breathing, little red face

Feeling the temperature in his arms, Yan Sheng's heart, which had been in a panic for several months, suddenly calmed down.

It's good. Anyway, after a round, at least his dimness is still around him. At the moment, he is still sleeping quietly in his arms.

Years are quiet, and time can be fixed at this moment forever. How beautiful it is!

"Slim, I'll take you home."

A villa in the suburbs.

After holding Jiang Miaomiao sleeping in his arms from the car and looking at the villa gate in front of him, Yan Sheng was filled with thoughts.

This is clearly their wedding room and their small home.

But two people got married and divorced later. Up to now, they have lived here only a few times.

Yan Sheng has been living here since he completely fell out with the Yan family.

But now it's another taste to come back here with Jiang Miaomiao.

It was like a long empty home, welcoming its hostess again, and there was more smoke and anger in the air.

Holding Jiang Miaomiao upstairs and putting her on the bed, Yan Sheng scrubbed her with a towel.

Sitting by the window against the bed board, his eyes stared at Jiang Miaomiao's sleeping face for a moment, and his slender fingers gently rubbed her forehead, eyebrows, eyes and delicate bridge of nose

Everything is still so familiar.

Put aside those angry words, his insignificance has not changed at all.

"Cough... Cough..."

I don't know if he was blown by the wind. In his sleep, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly coughed a few times, followed by turning back and forth. Like a nightmare, his eyebrows were locked, and his little hands kept groping around on the bed.

"Misty, what's the matter?"

"Well, it's okay."

He said it was all right. Jiang Miaomiao's hand was still reaching. He didn't stop until he touched Yan Sheng's bony finger, firmly grasped it in his hand, and his little face rubbed over.

“……”

Seeing this, Yan Sheng was unable to laugh or cry, but more of it was the joy that spread to his heart.

"Yan Sheng."

Jiang Miaomiao murmured.

"Huh? What's the matter? "

"Will you sneak away this time? Like the last time you sent me back to the hotel, like the last time you sent me to the hospital, you left alone without telling me. "

"No, I won't go."

After a burst of heartache, Yan Sheng held Jiang Miaomiao's small hand in his backhand, and the whole person approached her and said softly,

"Trust me, you will never be left alone."