Brother's arms and Mu Beiting's different, but also the same warm and down-to-earth.
He wiped her tears and whispered, "he made you shed so many tears. When he wakes up, I will take care of him."
Su stood up in the evening, Du mouth discontented way: "no, you can't bully him."
Su Jincheng's eyes softened a little bit and scraped her nose: "this abandoned my brother."
Su Xiangwan leaned back in his arms and whispered, "brother."
"Yes?"
"I want him to be better."
"I know."
"I want him to give me a hug, I want him to call my name, we also discussed the wedding yesterday The wedding dress was discussed... " At the mention of this, Su Xiangwan's eyes turned red again.
Things are changeable, but so it is.
Who could have thought that before a second they were still happily discussing marriage, as if the whole world were only left with each other.
But the next moment, but like Yin and Yang separated, the future is uncertain.
Su Xiangwan and Su Jincheng said for a long time, the bottom of the heart of the emotional catharsis almost, just fell asleep.
*
the next day, under the arrangement of Rong Chen, Su Xiangwan changed clothes and entered the intensive care unit.
The door was closed again, leaving only the two of them in the room.
The old man Mu came back in a hurry last night. His servants rushed to the hospital along with his brother Mu Yusheng for a long time.
Su was apologetically blocking the window curtain.
Then limped to the hospital bed.
The vision falls on the man's pale face, her lips squeeze out a smile, a soft voice: "good, now only us two."
She sat on the chair beside the bed, gently covering his big hands.
He had a lot of pinholes on the back of his hand. In two days, he had already made so many needles.
Su Xiangwan's eyes turned red and said in a soft voice, "does it hurt? Did I coax you to stop the pain? "
"If you wake up early, I'll buy you sugar."
The silence of her instrument is not only a regular response.
The ward was cold, as if there was no popularity.
Su Xiangwan couldn't accept it. The day before yesterday, she would say that she would laugh. The day before yesterday, she was still joking and saying that she had no time to regret. The day before yesterday, she was still imagining the wedding with her. Now she is lying here with no expression and no anger.
Cold, can't talk, can't smile, can't hug her to kiss her.
Su Xiangwan whispered: "Mu Beiting, you are not most afraid of me sad, I am very sad now, would you like to wake up quickly?"
"If you don't wake up again, I'll run away from home with my baby every year, so that you can never find me, or I'll remarry. You know, there are many people who like me."
"Although I only like you, but you know that women's youth is only a few years, I'm such a snobbish and vicious woman, maybe really will remarry."
The response to her is still silence.
She said to herself, "then I'll give you a little more time. You have to think it over. If you let me wait too long, I will really marry someone else."
The sight falls on his head that piece is bandaged up wound, cannot help but whisper: "fool."
She held his hand and sat beside the bed for a long time.
She hasn't seen her for three days. It's common that she can't see her every year, but it's rare that even Dad can't see her.
On the one hand, Mu Chenzhou is taking over Mu Beiting's business, and on the other hand, he is taking rice grain with him every year.
I don't know if I'm aware of anything every year, whether I'm upset.
She lowered her head slightly and put her face on the back of his hand.
"I miss you. Will you wake up soon?"