For so many days, in fear, Xiao Jinhan sent a message to her for the first time.

If you get a treasure.

It's like a fresh stream of blood into the body, starting to have strength.

Tang Yaoyao listened to it several times before he put down his cell phone and looked at Huo Linfeng who had fallen asleep.

The quilt is not tight enough.

She is not at ease to get up, pull the quilt, just ready to leave, Huo Linfeng grabbed her wrist.

Hold on tight.

Tang Yaoyao Lengshen for a while, Huo Linfeng now in sleep, uneasy cry: "grape, don't go."

I had a nightmare.

In the nightmare, Tang Yaoyao was taken away, and the fate between them was completely broken in this moment.

"Never leave again."

In his sleep, Lihuo Linfeng's throat seemed to be very dry, his voice was low and his brows were frowning. He looked a little painful.

In front of Tang Yaoyao, Huo Linfeng shows that she is warm and cured, and helps her when she is in the most difficult time.

So she ignored his weakness and didn't see what he really needed.

He said in his dream, "don't go.".

And those things in those days, when I think of them now, are not a nightmare for her.

Tang Yaoyao doesn't move. He doesn't feel good. He sits on the side and stares at Huo Linfeng's gentle and handsome face.

I just hope he gets better soon.

She took Huo Linfeng's hand and said in a soft voice, "I won't go."

At this moment, Huo Linfeng was completely quiet.

Not in the nightmare, calling Tang Yaoyao's name.

……

Going abroad, Xiao Jinhan, who was in a coma, was pushed to the operating room.

At the moment, his face was covered with blood. Fortunately, his face was so beautiful and three-dimensional that it didn't look so embarrassed.

Xiao Jin Han only felt the glare of the light shining on his eyes. He felt uncomfortable and his throat was dry. He wanted to hold something in his hand and grasped all the air.

He wanted to speak, but his mouth seemed to be blocked.

His consciousness is too vague. Xiao Jin Han only feels the buzzing sound beside his ears. He tries to find Tang Yaoyao's voice through these sounds.

As if it was the only source of life.

"Sixteen..."

"Sixteen..."

With all his life's efforts, Xiao Jin Han's mouth overflowed with these two words.

It's just that the voice is low and weak.

A soft hand passed into Xiao Jin Han's hand, and Xiao Jin Han grasped it subconsciously.

Baili said, "I'm here. I'm here."

Fearing that Xiao Jinhan could not find a partner, she thought that she was alone and was eager to let him know that there were others beside her.

He doesn't have to worry too much.

Xiao Jin Han tried to open his eyelids. He was too tired. He only felt a shadow swaying in front of him. He had long hair, slim figure, fair skin, and even the fragrance on his body was like Tang Yaoyao.

"Here you are." Xiao Jin Han finished this sentence and went into a coma.

"Here I am." Baili quickly agreed.

However, the hand she grasped could not be grasped any more.

Xiao Jinhan is pushed into the operating room, and Baili wants to stay with him for a while, and then goes inside.

The doctor stopped her and said in English, "madam, you are injured. Go and deal with the wound. We will take care of the man inside."

Baili's eyes are chasing Xiao Jinhan's direction. She stands on tiptoe just to look at him more. Her face is pale, but she still holds: "I'm ok. I want to see him. He's calling me just now. I'm not at ease."

Regardless of her scars and messy hair, she has already lost the appearance of miss you.

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