Jijing an pushed the door in, and his cold eyes fell accurately on the hospital bed. The woman lying with her back to the door didn't move away for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, ye Yufan subconsciously thought it was Han Yuanchuan. Without looking back, he slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, "brother Han, don't worry about your business. I'll take care of myself."

After hearing the speech, the man frowned unhappily and said in a low voice, "it's me."

A familiar male voice came from his ear. Yeyufan's body suddenly shook, turned over very slowly, and his dark eyes turned faintly.

It was a handsome man's face engraved in the bottom of his heart.

It was the man who spoiled her into the sky and threw her to the ground.

Because of seeing him, the stunned mind recovers bit by bit. Ye Yufan is angry and doesn't want to see him again, but his eyes are glued on his tall and straight figure.

In the breath, thick, all belong to his cool breath.

Staring at his thin lips and deep facial features, you can clearly see that because he has lost a lot of weight, the facial lines are more and more tight and cold.

My heart is wet and sour, for myself and for him.

It turned out that she was not the only one who suffered endless grief and despair in this sudden change of hometown.

Night Yufan moved her pale lips, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.

Ji Jing'an looked at her quietly, slowly bowed down her tall body, covered her thin cheeks with rough fingers and touched her tenderly, "you have avoided me for five days and five nights, tortured me for 120 hours, 7200 minutes and 4302000 seconds. When will you break me?"

Night Yufan smelled the speech and looked at his deep sunken eye socket and the thick black eye circle under the eye socket. His heart suddenly hurt and his throat choked, but he still clenched his lip without saying a word.

It's not her fault to make it like this. Speaking of it, who tortures who between them?

In the quiet ward, due to their silence, the atmosphere became very awkward and solidified.

Jijing'an stared at her. At the same time, her slender fingers didn't idle down. They slowly swam and fell on the lips of yeyufan, and asked slowly, "why don't you answer me?"

"Why answer you?"

After all, it is difficult to calm down in his heart. Yeyufan raises his hand and knocks off his palm. He roars angrily. The accumulated sadness and grief in his heart turns into angry bullets and shoots them into the man's chest mercilessly, "Jijing'an, who do you think I am? Is it your favorite woman or a dispensable pet? If you really think of me as your woman, why do you give up me and send Mo Yurou to the hospital first? Do you also think I pushed her down from the window on the second floor? I threw her into the street and was hit by a car? I tell you, I don't know anything at all I didn't do it or even move my fingers. Mo Yurou made all those inexplicable things by herself. The really innocent person is me, and the person who has been hurt is me! "

In the end, there was a crying voice with extreme depression.

The man just stared at her deeply and didn't speak for a long time.

The more he is silent, the more his heart is blocked and panicked.

She understood the meaning of silence.

This is distrust that she didn't do things that hurt Mo Yurou.

At the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe her at all.

Last time, he was too easy to forgive him, which led him to intensify his efforts. He didn't take her to heart, and abandoned her again and again because of Mo Yurou.

A fall into a ditch makes you wiser.

This time, she will never be so stupid again.

"Don't touch me."

Night Yufan felt his cool palm gently pinched in her earlobe, and angrily twisted his face aside to avoid his seemingly warm but provocative behavior.

She made her little temper unwilling to let him touch, and jijing'an was no longer reluctant. Her eyes with bright red blood were staring at her urgently, and the bottom of her eyes vaguely swept the color of love, "take good care of your body and don't think about anything."

"You go. I have brother han to take care of me. It can't be better."

Night Yufan turned over and tried to suppress the sour emotion rolling in her heart. She turned her back to him. Obviously, she longed for him to accompany her more, but she said insincere words.

"Don't mention Han Yuanchuan to me. In this life, you can only be my woman."

The man's eyes are sharp and sinister, like a wolf. His eyes are cold and cold, which ye Yufan has never seen before. "If you dare to mix with Han Yuanchuan, I can kill him with a knife."

"Why did you kill brother Han? When you lied to me that the company asked me to go back to the apartment first, but actually hugged Mo Yurou and fell in love with me, I saw with my own eyes that I couldn't stand the blow and went to the bar to drink and get drunk. Brother Han comforted me and sent me back... This time, you only care about Mo Yurou's life and death, don't care about me, and brother Han sent me to the hospital for treatment. ”Night Yufan breathed painfully, his chest fluctuated sharply, stretched out his fingers to the door and hissed, "you go, I'm tired and want to rest."

Then he closed his eyes and didn't want to see him again.

Just then, jijing'an's mobile phone rang.

Maybe when he answered, he didn't pay attention to pressing the hands-free button. Ye Yufan could clearly hear the anxious voice of the doctor on the phone, "Mr. Ji, Miss Mo suddenly had massive internal bleeding and urgently needed a second operation..."

Then she heard the man's steps and hurried out of the ward.

Ye Yufan gently pulls his lips and laughs at himself.

Having said so much, in the end, Mo Yurou's life is not more important than her.

It's also strange that Han Yuanchuan hasn't come to her since jijing'an came.

Yeyufan just has a kind and simple mind, but he is not stupid.

When you think about it in detail, you know that jijing'an must have secretly set up obstacles, so that Han Yuanchuan has no time to give consideration to her.

That's good.

She has enough quiet time to think carefully about where her relationship with Ji Jing'an should go.

Han Yuanchuan didn't come, but jijing'an would sit in yeyufan's ward as long as he was free.

He didn't mind even if they didn't communicate in the whole process.

He said, "come on, take the medicine."

Night Yufan took his hand and swallowed the pill, silent.

"Drink water."

Night Yufan drinks water indifferently.

Ji Jingan did whatever she said, but she just ignored him and regarded him as an insignificant transparent person. She was completely changed. She was quiet and could not say a word all day.

Alienated and indifferent, as if she had never fallen in love with him.

Ji Jingan is very familiar with ye Yufan's eyes.

At the beginning, she was hurt to the extreme by chenzifeng. After being heartbroken, she looked at chenzifeng's line of sight, which was also so cold and without emotion.

The fear that never happened began to spread in jijing'an's heart, but he felt helpless to the night Yufan who didn't cry and the man who always made up his mind to kill.

The depressing atmosphere between them was finally broken on Saturday morning.

Jijing'an came. The company suddenly had something urgent. He silently stared at yeyufan's calm face. He turned and left in such a hurry that he forgot to close the door.

Jijing'an left, even the warm air was taken away, and the room was full of cold breath.

The door of the ward was open, and ye Yufan lay in bed staring at the door in a daze.

Then she looked at a slim and exquisite woman slowly pushing the door open and coming towards her.

Standing in front of her with a smile, less than half a meter away, within reach.