C276 in the name of Mrs. Xiao, to carry out her entire life

In the afternoon, Qiao Mo accompanied Xiao Yan for the chemotherapy as he was isolated outside the chemotherapy room. When they went in, Xiao Yan said to Qiao Mo: "Go out and take a look later, don't look in."

Qiao Mo's heart clenched. She probably didn't want her to see how weak and painful she was feeling because of the pain. She only nodded.

But during the process of the chemotherapy, Qiao Mo did not dare to leave even half a step. She looked at the sickbed inside, where Xiao Yan was painfully enduring the pain of the chemotherapy, his forehead was drenched in sweat, Qiao Mo covered her mouth, and his heart was about to jump out as well. She could clearly see everything from the outside, and Xiao Yan gritted his teeth in pain.

Qiao Mo would rather she be the one to get sick, it was she who came to accept this painful chemotherapy process. She also no longer wanted to see Xiao Yan in such pain.

After the chemotherapy ended, Qiao Mo breathed in deeply for a long time. Finally, he came in and held onto his cold and sweaty palms, covered him up, and said softly: "Lie still, take a rest."

Xiao Yan's skinny body was curled up like a baby's. His brows were deeply furrowed, forming a creased word, "You all saw it?"

Qiao Mo held his hand tightly, "Mn, I saw it all. When you're in pain, don't forget that I'm with you outside, so you won't be alone. "

Just as Qiao Mo was about to turn around and take a towel to wipe off his sweat, the man behind her grabbed her hand.

The temperature of his fingertips was as cool as water.

"Little Mo, I'm not afraid of death or pain, but I'm afraid that in the end, I'll leave you alone in this world."

Qiao Mo chuckled, she did not turn around, but said slowly: "Don't worry, because if you are alive, I will be with you. If you are going to die tomorrow or tonight, then you don't have to worry about this, because even if you are dead, I will beg of you to stay in your coffin."

Her tone was calm, her voice did not have any ripples, as if she could see through everything. She even understood his life and death, but because she had already prepared for the worst, she was not afraid at all.

After falling to the bottom, there was nothing worse than this. What was there to fear?

No matter if he was alive or dead, he was still her Ah Yan.

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth was pale white. He tugged on his lips and then loosened his fingers.

Qiao Mo took a towel, turned around and sat beside him, and helped wipe the sweat off his body.

He was wearing a loose hospital gown, and the sweat had soaked his entire back from the inhumane torment of chemotherapy.

Qiao Mo's hand that was holding the towel slightly trembled.

Xiao Yan said in a mute voice, "Little Mo, I haven't seen it yet."

Qiao Mo wiped his sweat and said gently, "But I've already seen through it. "Because nothing is worse than this. Even if it's this bad, I'm still together with you. So, what's worse will happen in the future?"

Xiao Yan smiled faintly in relief and muttered, "Yeah, what else could be worse than now?"

After Qiao Mo helped him clean his body, she said: "The doctor just told me to help you shave your head, Ah Yan, I will help you shave your head."

Xiao Yan shook her fingers, and laughed involuntarily, "A bald man, you cannot despise me."

Qiao Mo looked at him gently, and finally let out a pfft sound, laughing out loud, "Oh you, if you could shave your head off, and reduce a few of my love rivals, then I would really thank you for your kindness."

Qiao Mo took a hairpin and walked over. Seeing Xiao Yan's serious face, filled with worry, Qiao Mo casually teased: "It's just a green skin, why are you looking so long?"

Xiao Yan's face was pale. He smiled and did not say anything.

As Qiao Mo helped to shave his hair, she said, "When we were in university, many of our classes used to wash and blow handsome men. When it was summer, they felt really hot, so we shaved and blew. In the end, you aren't as tenacious as us, Ah Yan, who has been handsome without a single strand of hair, and has mesmerized a bunch of girls. "

Xiao Yan laughed at her, "How can it be so exaggerated?"

Qiao Mo was not lying to him, she asked curiously, "Ah Yan, when you were in high school, have you ever scrubbed your hair with scissors before? Oh, you definitely won't. With a single glance, you can tell that she is an outstanding student. She should have been the prince's existence for a long time. "

Xiao Yan recalled those beautiful days when he was in high school. He was not a good student.

Su Jingyu, Gu Ye, and Lu Yichuan. When I was in high school, we were known as the Four Great Demon Kings. We washed our scissors and naturally cut our hair.

Qiao Mo was a little shocked and laughed involuntarily. "I thought you were always an icy cold model student, but who would have thought that you actually have such an arrogant side. Then, at that time, you were already so out of line, you should … Have you been invited to the parents? "

"Yes, Miss Xiao thought that I was living a lost life, and she criticized me harshly."

"Then your mother might not have been able to teach him a lesson. "Although mom has a good temper, compared to you, she's still half a step shorter."

Xiao Yan sighed, "That's right. As his son, I hate her for thirty years. I should hate her enough."

Qiao Mo didn't want to talk about her sorrows, so she asked again, "Ah Yan, when you were in high school, did you pursue girls?"

Xiao Yan was startled, then laughed: "Why are you suddenly asking this question?"

"Hey, didn't you say that you had to skip classes and smoke all night long? You did what boys do at that age, and you. You must have pursued a girl before, right? "

Xiao Yan thought about it, and it seemed that when he thought about that point, his gaze softened a lot. But at that time, she didn't know me and didn't like me. "

There were less people who were able to shave his hair but Qiao Mo paused slightly. He felt a bit jealous in his heart as he said unenthusiastically: "You are already a Demon Lord in a world. How can she not recognize you when you are already so famous? What kind of nerd is he to be so untactful? "

Xiao Yan suddenly held her hand and laughed, "That's right, what a bookworm. Interesting."

Qiao Mo retracted his hand, and muttered softly: "But it's good, she doesn't know you, and she doesn't like you, if not, right now, I might not be by your side."

"I can't say for sure." Xiao Yan replied indifferently.

Without a head, Qiao Mo frowned and asked curiously: "Hmm?"

"It's nothing. Even if she knew me at that time and I pursued her, she might not have agreed. In the end, I was still yours."

Qiao Mo pouted, "Since you took the initiative to attack, can you still not catch up?"

"In short, even if we can catch him, I'm afraid it will be a long journey."

The more Qiao Mo heard about it, the more she was amused.

After helping him shave his head, he said, "Yes, you can go take a shower later."

Qiao Mo passed the mirror over to him and when she saw herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but laugh.

He stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. It did not seem to be too bad.

Qiao Mo lowered his head, placed it on his scalp, kissed it, looked at the man in the mirror and said: "Look, after shaving his head, it's still a disaster."

Xiao Yan laughed, "Who would call their own husband that?"

Qiao Mo was still rejoicing, "Fortunately, she's my husband now. But then again, why didn't you chase after that girl all those years ago? "

"I wanted to chase her, but I was afraid of scaring her."

"So careful? "Then I truly feel sorry for you."

Qiao Mo turned and said in a tasteless voice.

Xiao Yan supported himself with difficulty and hugged her from behind. He rested his chin on the edge of her neck and said in a heavy voice, "I also truly feel sorry for myself. I've endured for so many years."

Qiao Mo frowned, she turned and stared at him, this man, was speaking with increasing vigor.

"Your current wife is me. Isn't it too much of a blow to say that I endured so many years for a woman in front of your wife?"

Qiao Mo had no intention to start this topic. If she knew it would be like this, she wouldn't have known.

Originally, he had thought that Xiao Yan would say something about high school being too busy to chase after girls and not being able to look after girls. But later on, when he met her, he had the thought of getting a girlfriend.

Tsk, what the heck? So he even had the chance to chase after girls, but she didn't even enjoy this kind of treatment.

Thinking back to their previous marriage, this man had gracefully and elegantly thrown the marriage contract in front of her, with an expression of "If you don't sign it, you'll be at a disadvantage".

Don't even think about the marriage proposal ceremony.

But later on, this man would slowly say a few words of love, but compared to other husbands, Xiao Yan was still more reserved and cold.

Qiao Mo was in his embrace, pouting in his anger, "Tell your wife about your first love, do you know the consequences will be severe?"

Besides, she still had an intoxicated expression on his face when he said those words.

Xiao Yan snickered, and felt that Qiao Mo was so jealous that she looked like a little bun who had been angered. She couldn't help but tease her: "Un, now you know how serious the consequences are. But don't you want to know more about that girl? "

Qiao Mo fumed, "Don't want to know!"

Now that she was pregnant and didn't want to sulk, wouldn't it be a loss to be angry with the child in her womb?

I might as well not listen!

"I want to know what that girl is doing with so much stuff. Could it be that you want to talk to her about old times? "No, you two don't even know each other. What's the point of this meeting?"

Xiao Yan looked at her meaningfully, "And here I thought you wanted to find her to take revenge for me."

"Avenge you? You must be avenging me, right? Even now, my husband is still thinking about her. Shouldn't I seek her for revenge? "

Xiao Yan kissed her on his cheek and neck, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I liked her for so long, but I didn't have the slightest reaction.

Qiao Mo sneered, but then realized something, and asked puzzledly: "Didn't you say you didn't get it? Hey, Xiao Yan, even at this time, you're still carrying me on your back, hiding someone else in your heart. I was worried about your illness for so long. "Xiao …"

Before she could finish her words, the man stopped her in her tracks.

Qiao Mo was a little resistant. The habit of kissing without a word should be changed.

After a long kiss, Xiao Yan pressed the center of her forehead and said with a low voice, "I didn't expect that the girl I liked at the age of eighteen would be able to marry me and give birth to a child. Little Mo, I'm so lucky. Even if the journey is long, even if in the future … I'm not going to see you again, but what the hell. "Yes, I have."

At that time, he was eighteen and he still wasn't mature enough, but she was still too young. Xiao Yan was really glad that she was his later self and met her later self.

He had sealed her life away, and carried out this life of hers in the name of "Mrs. Xiao".