The mystery husband is a little bad

The sun is like blood.

The assistant knocked on the door and found that Gu Tianqing was standing in front of the floor window of the office. The golden afterglow covered him with a layer of golden light. It was dazzling and could not be looked at directly.

Time treats him so well.

Mingming has been a parent, but what time left in him is not wrinkles or frost, but more calm wisdom and profound courage.

No matter how many years have passed, he always seems to be the man who is high on the altar. He makes people look up, worship and never fall.

"Is there anything else?" Gu Tianqing turns to ask the assistant.

Assistant a Leng, immediately shook his head, immediately nodded again: "Gu Zong, the meeting time is up, are you in the past?"

"You go first, I'll come later."

"Good."

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hospital. The smell of disinfectant is rushing through the air.

Fu ran, who was lying in bed, was still in a nightmare. She felt that she had been abandoned in a graveyard. Looking up, all of them were small hills. There was a lot of gloom around her. Only her breath was clear and audible, but there seemed to be thousands of ghosts after her.

She ran with all her strength to run to the light, but her shoulder was caught by someone, and her foot was suddenly tripped by someone, so she fell to the ground. She wanted to get up in a panic, struggling like a dead fish, but it was more and more difficult to breathe, more and more difficult. Looking back in fear, she was immediately scared by the miserable face behind her Flying spirit powder.

"Ranran, Ranran, wake up." Shen Huan kept close to Fu ran and found that she finally had a reaction, but it was cold sweat that kept spreading from her head, and her body was struggling, so she knew that she was having a terrible nightmare, so she kept calling and wanted to wake her up.

"Ah - Ghost, ghost -" Fu ran suddenly sat up from the bed, the bed kept waving cold sweat in the air, and gasped heavily.

Shen Huan and Mu Shenrong are both frightened by her shrill screams. Shen Huan immediately hugs her body and pats her back: "it's OK, Ran Ran, it's OK. Mom is here. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid."

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Fu Ran's thin body. The familiar call and body temperature made her gradually return to her mind from the cold just now: "Ma..." Her voice was hoarse and strange to her.

"Yes, mom is here. You wake up. You're OK. It's really great. You scared your mom to death. Do you know what happened to you? How can mom live?" Fu ran of Shen huanhou could hardly breathe.

Fu ran coughed softly. At this time, a cup of lukewarm boiled water with a straw inserted was put in front of her: "first drink water to moisten your throat, so you will be more comfortable."

"Mu Shenrong..." The scene before the coma is vivid. Until now, Fu Ran is still frightened, but she has not forgotten who saved her at last, and told her again and again that I am here, OK, I am here, ok

Meet again, unexpectedly let Fu ran have the feeling as if separated from the world, could not help but red eyes. She was really afraid that she would never see them in her life, and now the feeling of hugging them was so real.

"Ma -" Fu ran also hugged Shen Huan and wept. The joy of the rest of his life filled Fu Ran's heart.

Shen Huan also cried out, crying with joy. After a while, she realized her gaffe, and Mu Shenrong had been standing by silently, as if she had something to say to Fu ran. So Shen Huan took the initiative to release Fu ran and said to her, "you talk, I'll go out and wash my face."

Before they could say anything, Shen Huan left the ward.

Mu Shenrong brought the door, walked back to Fu Ran's sick bed, and asked her, "do you want to drink water?"

Fu ran nodded, and he put the straw carefully on her lips. A glass of water soon came to an end. Fu ran shook his head and said, "that's enough."

Mu Shenrong put the water cup aside, eyes on each other, silent.

Fu ran felt embarrassed and wanted to say something, but at this time, Mu Shenrong suddenly bent down and hugged her in his arms. This strength was much bigger than Shen Huan's, just like embedding her in his body.

"Cough, cough." Fu ran felt a little pain and reminded him, "you hold me too tight, I can't breathe."

"You can't breathe. I can't breathe yet." Said Mu Shenrong suddenly.

Fu ran was stunned, and he was at a loss. Mu Shenrong still shouted: "who told you to go out for a night snack when you have nothing to do? Won't you call me if you want something to eat? Who told you to go out alone at night? Before you go out, you should call me first. Why don't you do anything? Just go out alone!"

For so many years since the reunion of the University, Mu Shenrong has always been calm and self-sufficient in front of outsiders. In front of her, she looks like a smooth mouth and a smooth tongue. Fu ran really hasn't met such fierce words like now. So for a moment, she was stunned. But when she saw that Mu Shenrong's eyes were red, she used her own Fu ran knew that this time, he was frightened, and her tears fell down: "I'm ok now, OK, it's all over."Clearly she is the one who needs, but now she has to turn around and comfort him. What is the reason of heaven. But this kind of care and care from the heart, or let Fu ran have a great satisfaction.

Only through life and death can we know what is most precious in life.

Once she died, she was still alive, but

"Hou Jun is dead, isn't he?" At the last sight before the coma, Hou Jun's face was still deeply engraved in Fu Ran's mind. As soon as she thought about it, she was cold and could not help shivering.

Mu Shenrong holds her face and forces her to look into her own eyes: "now what do you care about others? You should look at me. I saved you. You should only know if I know in your heart."

The restlessness and dark clouds that had just accumulated in Fu Ran's heart suddenly disappeared. He looked like a child clamoring for sugar. Fu ran suddenly came forward and kissed his lips.

Mu Shenrong was stunned, and immediately turned passive into active. He hugged Fu ran in his arms and kissed him deeply.

Zhao Ting is standing at the door with flowers in his arms. He is trying to push the door in. Seeing this scene, he immediately drops his hands and looks at the two people who are inseparable. Somehow, his heart is filled with bitterness at this moment. The man holding Fu Ran is even more unhappy.