In the hospital, in the middle of the night.

Mo Lu Su is still looking at Xinle, but he doesn't speak.

Xinle sits beside the bed and holds Mo Lu Su's hand all the time. She talks all the time, but she doesn't look at Mo Lu su.

He didn't speak, but he was looking at her.

Mo Lu moved his fingers slightly. Maybe what he wanted was really simple, that is: you are talking, I am listening.

My life is no longer a quiet, and your life is no longer a desolation.

At the moment of being hit, Mo Lu Su thought that if he had a chance to wake up, he wanted to tell her, in fact -

"Mo Lu Su, no matter how you hate me, I still love you, or I don't want to leave you. I've told your father that your future is mine, so don't drive me away." Xinle said, finally looked up, wet eyes with expectation and carefully looking at him.

This look is almost the first time into the eyes of Mo Lu Su, the position of the chest than the broken ribs also hurt a bit.

"I know that I'm not as good as shuianluo. I'm not as beautiful or energetic as Qiao yaruan. She hasn't succeeded in chasing you for so long, so I know that you won't like me, but I think -"

"Xinle, you don't have to compete with them." Mo Lu Su suddenly interrupted her with urgent words, just these words let his forehead overflow sweat, because the chest pain is severe.

But he wanted to say it, and he had to.

She doesn't have to compete with anyone. No matter how powerful Shui Anluo is, what she needs is Chu Yuyi. As for Qiao yaruan, they are never people of the same world and will not become her burden.

Xinle suddenly looked up, listening to his hoarse voice, white teeth almost embedded in the corner of her lips, pain let her regain consciousness.

Mo Lu Su took her hand in his backhand and closed his eyes. "Xinle, you don't have to compare with anyone. You are you." Mo Lu Su said, even breathing with steady.

He is. He's asleep.

Xinle looked at the hand he held by his backhand, and listened to his last simple words. A smile finally appeared on his face with tears.

Xinle's parents are very happy to know that Mo Lu wakes up early. In particular, Xinle's mother went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy spare ribs, helped Mo Lu eat spare ribs soup, and made a tonic dish, which is not even the treatment for her son in hospital.

When Xinle's mother was cooking, Xinle's father also laughed at his daughter-in-law: "didn't you hate others before?"

"It's not the same. Dean Mo, you want to have character and appearance. It's really good for both of us these days. The main thing is that you can't let others go when you look at your daughter."

"OK, OK, I can see clearly. You are a mother-in-law. The more you look at your son-in-law, the more you like to see him. Anyway, Dean Mo has long been in your eyes." Xinle's father said with ribs soup.

"If it's someone else, I really can't promise Lele to go back. I just like Dean mo." Xinle's mother took it for granted.

Xinle's father shook his head: "well, well, you like it. Anyway, you like it on the first day. Hurry up, Lele has been guarding all night. We went to let her come back to have a rest." In the final analysis, a father still loves his daughter.

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