To Be His Dream Girl

The wind and rain are coming

"shh." He Xinying stopped him before he spoke. It's obviously not a good time to speak. She raised a smile of encouragement. He Xinying is really ruthless and elegant, but she thought carefully after she calmed down. She is too sensitive because of Xiaochen's affairs these days. Shen Junquan is overwhelmed by all kinds of things in the company and at home these days. The more she is in this situation The more calm she should be when it comes to time.

"Come on, let's go and see my aunt."

It's a long way to go, but fortunately she's with me.

Entering the ward, Zhang Ya lay quietly in bed with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep. At this time, she was the most likable, with a soothing face. She no longer had her usual domineering appearance, nor her acrid face.

At first glance, he Xinying is not used to Zhang Ya. She pulls Shen Junquan's sleeve and says, "why did my aunt faint?"

"The doctor said it was poisoning, and the blood report has not come out yet, so we can't make a final conclusion," Shen Junquan told he Xinying in detail, and finally added a few words, "it was the long-term poisoning that led to her lymphatic damage, but I still can't figure out who could have poisoned so unknowingly?"

He Xinying was also very surprised by what he said. Before she came here, she thought about a lot of illness, but she didn't think that Zhang Ya would be poisoned. After all, besides herself, this elderly lady seems to be very kind to everyone.

Thinking of this, she shook her head with exclamation. People are doing it. She can tolerate Zhang Ya's troubles, but it doesn't mean that other people can. This poisoning may be a punishment for her.

Shen Junquan has been paying attention to her. He Xinying hasn't had a good rest these days. Her pale face and faint shadow under her eyelids always remind her of fatigue, both physically and psychologically.

He couldn't help but approach her. He used to hold her in his arms with one hand and put his voice close to her ear. "You're too tired I'm sorry

"What happened before is over," he Xinying also loves him. Shen Junquan is just recovering from a serious illness, a car accident and a fire. It's frightening that both accidents happen once. But it happened to the same person twice, and he was still holding on.

"We've been through too much, Junquan," he Xinying murmured, gently leaning on the shoulder of the man in front of us. "Too many things happen between us. I really don't know what else can't be overcome."

Shen Junquan nodded silently. Now he just felt lucky. Fortunately, he was still around.

"So I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what happened, I'm even more sorry that I can't let you go." Then he hugged the man in his arms. No matter what happened in the future, he Xinying was the only one who could never lose.

He sniffed her hair, the tears of the strong are not allowed to be found, his weakness is always hidden behind his hard shell.

But only when he is helpless can he embrace someone so urgently.

…

One drop, two drops, three drops

The sound of water drop can't be lighter when infusion.

The quiet ward, the white sheets, and the smell of disinfectant that will never dissipate are what Zhang Ya saw and heard for the first time after she recovered her consciousness.

She's in the hospital? People wake up after the road, she will not take advantage of her unprepared suddenly let go, there is no witness around what, she will twist no one to testify.

He Xinying shrugs indifferently when she is rejected so thoroughly, which she has already expected.

"Then lie down." After that, she did not say a word, pretended to have a strong interest in the newspaper on the table, and never paid attention to the man on the bed.

Five minutes passed.

Zhang Ya has been lying for such a long time. It's just when she wants to relieve herself that she is surrounded by he Xinying. She really doesn't work every day.

He Xinying wanted to call a nurse, but he rang the bell and put it far away. She couldn't reach it.

In the heart secretly scolds the luck is not good, Zhang Ya can only the mouth of the firm bang, "Junquan still have how long to come back?"

“…”

No one said a word. The air was stiff.

Zhang Ya stares at he Xinying, who looks down at the newspaper and pretends to be inaudible. He shouts angrily at he Xinying, "can't you hear me?! Or do you want to be honest with me?! If you don't want to be here, you can go. Don't get in my way

“…”

She angrily said so many things, but he Xinying still didn't say a word, as if she was full of anger and only punched cotton one after another, but it didn't work.

“… You Zhang Ya's heart is anxious to rise and fall. She calls the name she hates fiercely, "he Xinying!"

He Xinying raised her head. Her eyes were clear and bright. To the latter, her face was distorted because of anger. She said slowly, "are you calling me?"

"Otherwise, there are only me and you in this room!" Zhang Ya is angry in her heart. If it wasn't for her soft body and no strength at the moment, she would be deadIt's to greet he Xinying. "Again, when will Junquan come back?"