Quiet, quiet, he seems to be in a rare asteroid, a person quietly thinking about things, thinking about what important things he missed.

When it began to rain outside the window, Fu Nanli's heart suddenly startled.

When he found wenjo, she sat there.

It was the fourteenth day and the attack was thirteen days.

But she just sat there like nobody else, without the slightest appearance of illness. At that time, the whole world was in chaos, and he didn't realize what was wrong at that time. She just wanted to hold the man who had been lost and recovered in his arms and comfort him.

Now I still feel scared.

Joel's okay, of course.

But why is she OK?

Is it possible to recover without relying on him?

With this in mind, Fu Nanli was in a bad mood.

He made a cocoon of his own, so that she found that she did not need to rely on him to be healthy, everything was open, the truth came out, would she still stay with him?

Just in midtown, she asked, am I still your girlfriend?

She didn't want to stay with him, did she?

Or, there is a more unacceptable answer in his heart, that is, someone else saved her.

He is not her only choice. There is another person in the world who, like him, is her antidote.

He was not so special, at least not so special to her.

This answer is more disturbing than the previous one.

The rain fell down the French window, and the water marks seemed to spread on her face. Fu Nanli sat by the bed and slowly leaned over to kiss her lips.

Wenqiao was not breathing well. He murmured, but Fu Nanli was reluctant to leave her lips. He bit her lips until they were swollen, and finally let her go.

He couldn't sleep, and he couldn't sleep when he learned the truth.

Maybe it was to see him leave when she needed her most and give him a heavy blow. The punishment was really too heavy for him.

He walked out of the room, Fu Chuan is still, see him haggard and tired, "small temperature also found, sleep, you did not sleep for a few days."

Fu Nanli pressed his sore temple. "You go and find out who brought her to the courtyard. Don't make any noise. Tell me directly what the result is. Don't talk to Wenqiao."

Fu Chuan has doubts in his eyes, but Nanli didn't say that he didn't ask, "I'll go to check, you go to sleep."

He just went back to wenjo's room and leaned against her, unable to sleep and in a state of confusion.

The children around him are heartless and sleep soundly.

Wenjo is really rough nerves, not sensitive, she felt that she had picked up a life back, and after the truth is known, there is no need to lie, the heart of the big stone finally fell to the ground.

And she is not such a hypocritical person. For the matter that Fu Nanli left when she needed it most, Fu Nanli apologized, and it was also for her good. She complained a few words, so she didn't care about it.

Now the only thing to make clear is whether she and he can continue to be friends, but it doesn't matter.

Naturally, she could sleep heartlessly.

But it's hard for the people around me.

He lay beside her, let her pillow his arm, the other hand holding the mobile phone, from time to time to look at the information on the phone, worried about missing the message Fu Chuan sent him.

Recall that someone donated 20 million yuan to Yang Yin in the name of Wenqiao, which made him unable to sleep soundly.