For the first time in his life, this promise was expressed in Ling Wanxing's mouth. Su Wantong's mood was mixed.

She turned her head and looked at him in the cramped carriage, her eyes opposite the man's.

At this moment, no one spoke, just relying on each other's familiar face, pondering each other's mind.

Instead of forcing her to give an answer, Ling Wanxing gradually pursed her lips, and her uneasiness spread layer upon layer.

He was afraid of being rejected and even more afraid of hearing her compromise.

If Wan Tong puts down his heavy burden today and chooses to start over with him, Ling Wanxing will not be happy and even feel disheartened.

What he wants is not to let Wan Tong obey, but to forgive the past and accept him again with all his heart.

She loved him for a long time, so she would habitually pay for him.

No matter how long they are apart, this kind of emotion is Su Wantong's most instinctive reaction.

Ling Wanxing can't help pulling her hand and putting it in her palm. The cool fingertips reveal Su Wantong's tension and hesitation at the moment.

With a sigh, Ling Wanxing turned her eyes to the front and continued to appeal to her heart: "Wan Tong, you can refuse me, but... Don't persuade me to give up."

Su Wan Tong looked at the palm of his hand, struggling for a moment, then pulled back his hand.

She said nothing and closed her eyes slowly against the back of her chair.

Finally being loved by him seems to be something to be happy about.

Just waiting too long, I don't know if I have enough confidence to start over with him.

The road back to the hospital is not long, but for Su Wantong, the time in the carriage is a little long.

It was not until 3 p.m. that they returned to Muhe maternal and child center.

Before getting out of the car, Ling Wanxing watched her pull the door open, and her words stopped.

The words that Mo Liangyu said came from my ear.

Such a good woman should be cherished.

Wan Tong, wait for me, the road you have gone through, I will go again for you!

……

Ling Zihuan in the ward, when she got the news, had finished the game in a hurry, lying in bed with her eyes closed.

Qiao Yuanxian sat on the wheelchair and looked at the ancient books in his hand. Seeing that the little girl pretended to be sleeping, he told the old Duan, "let the girl lie down for a while. You push me to see Mo Chen!"

"Yes, sir."

Lao Duan pushes Qiao Yuanxian to the thermal insulation room on the other side of the corridor. On the way, Qiao Mu and others walk out of the elevator. Qiao Yuanxian raises his hand to signal Lao Duan to stop, looks at Su Wantong, and calmly asks: "Xiao Su, when she comes back this time, will she stay for a long time or for a short time?"

Su Wan Tong took a step forward, nodded to Qiao Yuanxian and said: "let the second uncle worry, I want to wait for Huanhuan to recover, and then see the situation."

She didn't give a positive answer, but Qiao Yuanxian's eyes flashed with disapproval.

He twisted his eyebrows, and his eyes went back and forth between her and Ling Wanxing. He warned: "you are not children any more. You should either give up or make up for each other when it comes to feelings, or don't make a fool of yourself all day long.

The girl has just given birth to a child, and her body and mind are very fragile. You have been a mother for several years. What kind of grudge between men and women is more important than the child? "

Second master Xian has always hit the nail on the head!

And the starting point of all this is just not to make Ling Zihuan sad.

At this time, Su Wantong bowed his head in embarrassment and humbly agreed, "the second uncle's lesson is right."

"Er Bo, Wan Tong she..." Ling Wan Xing steps forward to help Su Wan Tong.

However, before he finished, Qiao Yuanxian impatiently interrupted him: "OK, don't talk nonsense, I'll be angry when I see you! Old Duan, let's go. "