Woman, where to escape

The element shook his head solemnly.

The two men looked at each other for a few seconds before she felt that shaking her head would produce ambiguity. The tip of her heart suddenly tightened, and then she hugged him tightly and rubbed his cheek against his chest, "I want to say... I don't know."

"I know."

"You know?"

"I mean, I know you don't know..."

“……”

A few words like a tongue twister relaxed the tense mood at the bottom of their hearts.

He sighed slightly, put it aside and prayed that Zhong Yao would wake up soon... Then, then, everyone would be happy and happy

Time is hope, time is partial and ruthless, passing very slowly

An hour

Another hour

Hour after hour, the rhythm is not chaotic

Until it was getting dark, until the heart of the Qian family in the corridor was almost cooked, and the indicator light in the operating room went out for a long time.

Panic, confusion, uneasy, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, looking forward to the results, but afraid of the results.

The element's eyes stared at the door and whispered, "Qian Ao... He... He..."

His eyes were a little sour. Qian Lao Er patted her on the back to appease her, and his tone was very firm: "he will be fine. Our Qian family masters are all cats. They have nine lives. How can they die so easily?"

That's what I said, but it's just comfort.

Then, the closed door of the operating room was slowly pushed open from inside. Then, the middle-aged male doctor seriously came over, opened his mask, glanced a little hesitation, and then sighed heavily: "commander Qian, Secretary Qian... Zhong Shao he... Sorry, we've done our best!"

I've tried my best.

"No..."

Looking at the doctor's lips, the element had a moment of tinnitus, the heart was as painful as a needle, and the dried up tears grabbed the eyes again: "no, no, Qian Ao... He must be alive..."

She couldn't hear how Qian's family cried and screamed. She just didn't want to accept such a result. She was so excited that she almost wanted to collapse.

Dead, Zhongyao dead? Is he really dead?

She took a big breath, suddenly stood up and wanted to rush to the operating room, but a few seconds later, she fell into Qian's arms and fainted again.

She doesn't know what happened after that.

The trance nerves jumped at the last second before losing consciousness——

Zhongyao died. Zhongyao died to save himself.

What should she do? How can she repay this debt with life? Why should I be clear?

Jingling bell

Like hearing the sound of the alarm clock, she suddenly sat up from bed in a conditioned way. These days, she always sleeps uneasily and wakes up suddenly in the middle of the night. That scene is always shown in her mind like a movie

Bai Muya is dead, Zhu Yan is dead, and even Zhongyao is dead!

She doesn't remember how she got home that day. She doesn't remember how Qian Ao bathed her and put on clean clothes. She only knows that Zhu Yan and Zhong Yao were buried in two days.

Of course, Qian Ao told her that she had been in poor health since she came back from the hospital that day, with fever, convulsions and nightmares. Therefore, Qian Ao didn't let her participate in anything.

At this time, the bedroom was dark and had no light.

Outside the window, neither.

After touching his side, Qian Ao is not in bed. Where has he gone? After her eyes adapted to the darkness, she vaguely felt the mottled morning light through the window.

Sitting in a daze, it turned out that it was not dawn, but why did she hear the alarm clock ring?

Did she have auditory hallucinations?

When she got out of bed, she slowly went to the study next door.

She knows that Qian Ao stays in the study most in this family except the bedroom. He likes to deal with business or... Private affairs here!

She gently pushed the door open. There was no light in the study.

On the wide chair in front of the desk, Qian Ao was half lying on his back, the fireworks at his fingertips flickered, and the stars lit up, which dyed the man's loneliness very pure.

Pa

She pressed the light and looked into her eyes——

It is estimated that she can't forget all her life. At this moment, she sees Qian Ao's appearance, so painful, so tangled, so embarrassed

He's blaming himself, just like her.

She slowly approached and pulled his wide Pajama cuff: "Qian Ao..."

With a flash of eyes, Qian's second son seemed to have just returned to his mind. He touched her little face: "wake up? I'll go back right away... I'm afraid the smoke will choke you. Come out and sit down."

The element didn't break through his disguised calmness, but he couldn't hide the bitterness in his voice.

"Qian Ao... What shall we do?"

Their love has gone through hardships. Why can't they go to the end with the wind and water? They have won the happiness with great difficulty. Why do they press the mountain of love and debt that can never be moved alive?

After opening his mouth, Qian's second eye flashed slightly, pressed the cigarette out in the ashtray, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and sighed helplessly: "it will pass, baby!"

Silently closed his eyes, the element always felt that it couldn't pass, but what should I do if it couldn't pass? She couldn't think.

Fate always likes to joke with people.

It's readily available. Suddenly, it's a chicken flying egg

Looking at her little pale face, the second Qian sighed, picked her up horizontally and went to the bedroom.

Nestled in his arms, elementals felt different emotions from each other except warmth. They are both bought by Zhong Yao's life now... The big bed is very soft, but she felt that she can't feel at ease lying on it.

"Qian Ao... I can't sleep."

"Girl, every day is a brand new day..." Qian Er smiled bitterly.

"Good!"

Who said no?