After I finished the conversation with Mo Yuanlian, I kept thinking about his tone just now. His tone seemed a little urgent. It is difficult for Mo Yuanlian, who has always been calm and gentle, to behave in this state.
I was puzzled for a while and didn't think about it anymore. At this moment, Xi Zhan opened the door and came in. Seeing me lying in bed, he came over and asked, "Are you tired?"
I shook my head, "Lie down comfortably."
Xi Zhan sat beside me, and I put my head on his legs, his palms gently stroked my cheeks.
I asked him, "Why don't you stay with your mother?"
"Character dictates, this is enough."
Xi Zhan is still the cold Xi Zhan.
But I know him in my heart.
He is a man who hides everything in his heart.
I held his waist and squinted while enjoying the time with him. I didn't speak, nor did he speak.
Seeing me being so quiet, he asked, "Why not make noise?"
I:"……"
I didn't bother to care about him, and simply closed my eyes to sleep.
Maybe it was because I was feeling uncomfortable just now, and I was burdened. More probably, I stayed up late last night. I slept in his arms and fell asleep quickly. I woke up and saw that I was held in Xi Zhan's arms while he took it. Reading quietly with a book.
I asked him, "Are you always here?"
"Well, have you got enough sleep?"
I put my arms around his waist and said nothing.
Xi Zhanqing asked: "Why don't you speak?"
"I just woke up, my consciousness is confused, and the bed is warm again, I just want to hold you like this, you can continue reading, don't care about me."
Hearing that Xi Zhan suddenly asked, "Unhappy?"
Not unhappy.
I even want to keep my spirit happy.
"No, it's just feeling dazed and tired."
Xi Zhan put down the book in his hand and slid down and hugged me into his arms. His breath was instantly thick under the covers, and I took a deep breath of greed. He suddenly turned over and pressed me under him.
I blinked and asked, "Think about that?"
Xi Zhan asked with a hoarse voice: "Can you?"
He never refused as long as he thought about me.
But now I really have no interest.
And he still has a back injury.
The action is too big and easy to pull.
I kissed him on the cheek and explained, "I want to refuse, because you still have injuries on your body and I am very tired now."
Hearing that Xi Zhan didn't force it anymore.
He buried his head on my neck, his thin lips pressed against my skin, and I hugged his body and said, "Slowly."
Hearing that Xi Zhan's teeth bite my skin.
I tilted my head subconsciously, "What are you doing!"
Naturally, Xi Zhan ignored me. The two of us hugged me for a while before I got up and took a bath in the bathroom.
What Mo Yuanlian said in my mind was what Mo Yuanlian said.
This body really needs to be nourished.
Never run around again.
So I try not to go to Espoo.
I decided not to return to Espoo after attending Song Yiran's funeral. I decided to tell Xi Zhan when I went to S City at night.
The lunch is made by Ganlu. She is indeed a qualified mistress Xi. She cooks top-quality dishes, which are as good as the royal banquets I watched in TV dramas, and the taste is comparable to that of a Chinese chef. , I have always praised the taste of her cooking. She smiled gently and said: "Someone at Xi’s family does not have to take care of everything, so there is a lot of time to practice cooking. Usually, the meals of my sister and brother-in-law are I prepared it myself. Eat more if you like and taste the foie gras."
I kept complimenting her at the dinner table, and after returning to the room, I couldn't help but admire: "Your mother's cooking skills are simply superb."
"Mother has done this for decades. For her, practice makes perfect. But she rarely inspires others like this. I think she made it for you specially. She wants to be more intimate with you."
Xi Zhan paused and raised his eyebrows: "You have been complimenting her just now, making her very happy. Yoona will really please people."
I thought about it for a while and smiled sincerely: "What I just said was the truth, but if it is not delicious, I will say the same. After all, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is inherently difficult, and your mother doesn't like me yet, so How can I scan her face? In the morning between you, I dared not talk about anything that would make her feel unpleasant. I was cautious, but she gave me a full feast for me at noon to dispel my scruples. "
"You two get along well, my mother really loves me, and has never treated the person next to me wrong."
I nodded and asked, "Shall we leave in the evening?"
"Well, Assistant Yin will send a helicopter over later."
It is convenient to reach S city directly by helicopter.
We stayed in the room in the afternoon, and went downstairs to stay with Ganlu for an hour before leaving there by helicopter. I also brought a pink eustoma flower.
It was the night when I arrived in S City. Xi Zhan knew the address. He took me directly to a villa on the mountain. There was a white light at the door of the villa, and guests and some bodyguards were guarding it.
There was sorrow and joy in the villa, and I felt a moment of sadness in my heart. The guests at the door knew me and Xi Zhan, and it caused a lot of commotion since we appeared. Song Yiran's parents rushed over to greet us when we were walking in to the door.
"Mr. Xi, Mrs. Xi, thank you for attending the funeral of the little girl. Please sit down and I will arrange a room for you to rest in the evening."
I asked aloud, "Can I go see her?"
"Mrs. Xi, please."
Xi Zhan and I arrived at the main hall.
I saw Song Yiran's black and white photo frame at a glance.
It's a picture without her smiling.
A large number of bouquets are placed in the center of the main hall.
In the center of the bouquet is a coffin.
I know Song Yiran is lying there.
I walked over with red eyes, Song Yiran's body lying in the coffin, she was still pale.
Until this moment, I completely believed that she was gone.
She really isn't in this world anymore.
I shed tears and said, "I'm sorry."
If she doesn't have surgery, is she still alive now?
Is it possible to survive until Jiu'er's two-year-old birthday?
In fact, Wucheng was cruel to Song Yiran.
Love was ruined in Wucheng.
Even the body is.
In the end, it took her life.
Thinking of the more pain in my heart, Xi Zhan suddenly raised his hand to hold my shoulder and whispered beside my ear, "I am."
He is here, he comforts me.
I stayed in the main hall for half an hour. After half an hour, a large number of white flowers were sent to the villa. The names of me and Xi Zhan belonged to him. He was a man with thoughtful ideas everywhere.
"Second brother, thank you."
The man said in a low voice: "No problem"
"Let's go back to the room."
It's really hard for me to stay here.
When Xi Zhan took me out of the hall, Song Yiran's parents handed me a letter, "This was written by Ran'er before she was alive. She said if there is any accident, let us give it to you."