Chapter 1359

Su Zian did see that his wife's face was not very good-looking.

He took a deep breath, "but Ji Rao..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his wife. When he mentioned Ji Rao, his wife was very indifferent. "Don't mention him any more. It was he who brought Chu Xiu back like this. I felt very strange when Chu Xiu brought Ji Rao back. Later, Ji Rao did something inexplicable. I suspected Ji Rao for a long time. But you don't have to give up on Chu Xiu. Even if Chu Xiu marries him, I know that ah Xiu is not infatuated with Ji Rao. When I was in the Chu family, Chu Xiu didn't say a few words to him and told me not to get close to Ji Rao. I didn't know why, but now I think it's ah Xiu's forced marriage with Ji Rao Cheng. "

Dashai's wife said to herself that she didn't notice Su Zian's face changed slightly.

"As for why he wanted to bring Ji Rao back, I'll go to find out when Chu Xiu is better. Zi an, you know, I always like you, and so is Chu Xiu. If you don't like Chu Xiu, that's because Chu Xiu doesn't have that blessing. But Chu Xiu is my son, so I naturally hope he is good. If you two have a little possibility, I'll be very satisfied as a mother. "

Su Zian nodded, as if he had made a great determination, "OK."

Standing at the door of the ward, he just raised his hand to knock on the door, but suddenly he remembered something. He lowered his head to check his clothes, smoothed the wrinkles, and cut his hair. Then he took two deep breaths and raised his hand again.

Su Zian had never been so nervous about meeting Chu Xiu. He pursed his lips and wiped the sweat on his palm before he knocked on the door.

No one should.

Those few seconds were quiet as if his breathing was the only sound left in the world.

Su Zian still wants to gamble. What he gambles on is that Chu Xiu just remembers the past life and doesn't forget the present life. He liked Ji Rao in his former life, but he liked himself in this life. Chu Xiu was a man of deep feeling, so he would be so sad after Ji Rao's death. But just because he was a man of deep feeling, he could not abandon himself so soon.

Now Ji Rao has no more, only himself, only himself.

Su Zian pushed the door in.

There was a man sitting on the bed, his eyes drooping slightly, like a statue standing still. If the sun through the window had not illuminated the dust floating up and down, he would really think that this was a still picture.

"Chu Xiu."

He saw that Chu Xiu's body moved slightly, and then he was quiet again.

Su Zian closed the door and came step by step.

When he got close, he saw the red rope cut off by him in Chu Xiu's hand.

Everything here is very clean and white, only the red rope is so dazzling, as if it was on the snow that day, which also hurt his eyes.

He wanted to reach out and pull away the red rope in Chu Xiu's hand, and then burn it, but he couldn't do it.

He took a deep breath and sat down slowly.

Before Su Zian's buttocks were completely close to the stool, he suddenly heard Chu Xiu speak.

"What are you doing here?"

His voice was like being burned by fire. Even a few unclear words could make people feel Chu Xiu's almost hopeless decadence and indifference.