However, her sadness is far less than that of an Ruo.

"Miss an, I know you are sad, but don't be too sad. You may hurt yourself Young master, he still needs your care... "

Even aunt Zhou said so, what kind of fluke can she have?

Tang Yuchen really had an accident, could he have died?

Is it dead, hit by a bullet in the heart, people fall into the sea, there is still the possibility of survival?

It's a conspiracy that their child can come back from the dead, but Tang Yuchen was hit by a bullet in his heart. It's not a fake.

This time, there won't be any more miracles?

If an suddenly good despair, heart tearing like pain, really feel the pain of the heart like a knife.

She hugged the quilt tightly, buried her face in the pillow, clenched her lips, and sobbed bitterly.

No matter how much aunt Zhou comforted her, she would not listen.

In her mind, Tang Yuchen's voice and face were full of her. Think of him, her heart is deeply painful, more than any previous heartache.

Only then did she realize that as long as he was alive, she would not care about the rest. In the face of death, nothing becomes important.

But does she still have a chance to get along with him?

Ann if more want more sad, she tears heart crack lung, heart as if lost, dead, can not revive.

I don't know how long she cried, and she fell asleep again.

Midway, aunt Zhou woke her up and fed her water and porridge. She couldn't swallow it. She had to rely on nutrient solution to maintain her life.

After a day's sleep, she was not so sad and painful, but also a little bit energetic.

Wake up, she is not eating, but to call Mo Hua, ask if there is any news of Tang Yuchen.

Mo Hua said that they had been fishing, and he would contact her if there was a situation.

If an hung up the phone in dismay, she was stunned by the bed. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face was pale, and she looked haggard.

No matter who looks at her, she will feel heartache.

Aunt Zhou came in with porridge. Seeing her appearance, she felt very sad.

"Miss ANN, you can eat something. You haven't eaten for several days."

If Ann shakes her head, she moved the dry and cracked white lips and murmured: "I don't eat."

She had no appetite at all, and there seemed to be something in her throat that choked her.

"I know you can't eat it, but you still want more."

"You can put it here."

Aunt Zhou's persuasion was useless, so she put the porridge on the bedside table and went out.

The light outside the window is very dazzling, if an squint at the past, eyes are very sour, as if there are tears to gush out.

She closed her eyes and lowered her eyes. Kangkang came into the room. He was close to the bed and climbed into bed with both hands.

With her eyes wide open, she could see her eyes moving.

He suddenly reached out to the porridge at the head of the bed, and his face was anxious.

Enro holds him in her arms, and he points to porridge eagerly as he tugs at her clothes.

"Baby, what are you going to do?" Enro asked him hoarsely.

He couldn't speak, so he kept pointing to porridge.

She gave him a kiss on the forehead, a bowl in one hand, and a spoonful of porridge for him. She thought he was going to eat.

When the spoon came to his mouth, he shook his head, pushed her hand and put the spoon to her mouth.

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