C393 Identical disorder

She obediently laid in his embrace and closed her eyes.

The sea breeze quieted down, the leaves of the coconut trees swaying outside the window rustled, the waves quietened, the sea water lay on the beach and also fell into a deep sleep. Last night, I didn't sleep well, I caught a plane early in the morning, and I played for so long in the afternoon.

In the morning, she woke up with a smile on her face. When she opened her eyes, she felt a light breath on her neck. The heat made her itch, so she couldn't help but gently push him …

"Don't be noisy …" "To sleep."

The man who looked mature and steady muttered like a child, then turned over and grabbed the pillow and put it on his head.

Joy Yan thought it was funny and she couldn't help but chase after him. "Hey …" Shen Zonghao, you big stupid pig, wake up … "

"I don't want to go to work, I don't want to go to work today, I'm so tired, I'm so sleepy, Yanyan, don't disturb me …" He pressed the pillow again, covered his ears, and went back to sleep.

For some reason, an indescribable pain surged through her as she listened to his tired voice. He would be tired, and he would be tired as well, but for a very long time, she had never seemed to care about this aspect of his problem.

She lightly embraced his body. Fearing that the pillow would make him stifle his anger, she gave it to him and gently patted him. "Be good and go to sleep. I won't disturb you anymore …"

He turned over and grabbed her by the chest, even snoring softly. Her nose suddenly felt sore, but she suddenly saw that a strand of white hair was hidden in the cropped hair at his temple. She covered her mouth with her hand.

It was her bad, just like Wen Jing had said. While he was in a dire situation, when he needed her trust and silent support the most, she chose to flee. The person who felt the most upset should be him.

She secretly looked at him in the morning light, and even saw faint lines at the corners of his eyes. She had always thought that he would always be this young and handsome, but time had already mercilessly passed by their faces …

She walked barefooted to the front of the mirror, sizing up her face. Her skin was still full and sparkling, just like a little girl in her early twenties. The heavens had indeed treated her well.

She turned around and saw him looking at her with drowsy eyes. She could not help but ask in astonishment, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I had a dream, then when I woke up and couldn't touch you, I couldn't sleep …"

He innocently looked at her, his hair still messy, and couldn't help but smile: "What dream did you have?"

She walked to the bedside, laid in his arms, and asked with a smile.

He looked at her with unparalleled concentration. "Dreaming that you and I will become very, very old, and then we'll walk hand in hand, followed by a few grandchildren …"

"What a dream." She couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Yeah, what a dream, but I'd rather it was reality."

He touched her face. It was so real that it made people's hearts beat faster.

"I will, I will …"

She mumbled to herself as if she was talking to herself, but deep inside, she had a certain thought. She would never think about letting go of his hand again.

After playing here for almost ten days, the two of them were rather immersed in their joy. They even secretly went to see the Ocean Landscape Villa, and they planned to come here to live in seclusion when they retire.

When he woke up in the morning, Shen Zonghao was holding a cup of coffee and standing by the window. At the same time, she was lying on the balcony and watering the flowers, when he looked over, he saw a beautiful scene. Her white nightgown and jet-black hair were extremely moving.

While he was deep in thought, his phone rang. He did not want to answer, so he had already instructed his secretary, Qi Zhen and the others not to look for him unless something extremely important happened.

As for his phone, it had been turned off. He had just turned it on because it was time to go back tomorrow.

He randomly glanced at it, and saw that it was Qi Rongrong calling. He couldn't help but feel annoyed, and casually hung up. But in less than three seconds, the phone rang once again.

Shen Zonghao thought for a while, and picked up the call with a frown. Right after he picked up the call, he heard Qi Rongrong's panicked voice: "A Hao, come back quickly, something big happened!"

"What happened?" Shen Zonghao didn't know if he could do it or not, but as a mother, he had the ability to exaggerate things ten times more.

"Ming Zheng has been having a low fever and is still in a coma. I'm afraid if this goes on, something bad will happen to the baby …"

Qi Rongrong was about to cry.

"If you're sick, then go to the hospital. I'm not a doctor, why are you calling me?"

Shen Zonghao was not moved, she only said that one sentence coldly, and was about to hang up.

"The doctor has already seen it, but he doesn't dare give her any medicine right now, so he can only inject some saline. However, the fever hasn't subsided after three days and he's burned my grandson into a fool …"

"What's the use of telling me this? Will she be fine after I say it? "

Shen Zonghao started to get a little impatient. He was about to pour flowers and come in as soon as he saw her, so he didn't want to continue talking to her like this.

"Come back quickly and take a look, your dad is sick too. I don't even have anyone here to discuss it with." Qi Rongrong uncharacteristically softened and carefully begged.

"Let's go back tomorrow." Shen Zonghao paused for a moment, then said: "Take it to the hospital in Chen Er, check it properly."

He hung up the phone. After all, they had both lost their lives. He wasn't a cruel and merciless man, so he couldn't bear to do so.