Long night, Anyan is afraid that she can't survive.

She didn't like to peel oranges before, but she liked the sour and sweet taste, like all kinds of taste in life, and now, for this reason, she also hopes to make herself more conscious with such fresh taste.

Plate has placed a lot of oranges, an Yan is also a piece of a piece of broken, a circle of placed.

An Yan smiled and said to Chen Jingyuan, "you don't like oranges very much, but I do, so you often peel them for me. Now I peel them myself, will you be disappointed?". But it's really tired to peel oranges. When you wake up, you can continue to peel them for me, OK? "

Chen Jingyuan didn't answer. Anyan put down the orange and rubbed the tip of her nose lightly. She was near, but the taste was a little pungent. An Yan ignored, gently holding Chen Jingyuan's beautiful hand and staring at him.

Every part of Chen Jingyuan's body is long and beautiful. Naturally, his hands are beautiful, long and clean. It's not like bloody hands at all. It's not cold at all, with a little dry heat.

She likes to hold Chen Jingyuan's hand and feel the temperature of his palm. That kind of temperature spreads to her. There is a kind of unspeakable warmth which is the most reassuring place in her life.

It's not a childhood love, but a lifetime of attachment, a lifetime of persistence.

Anyan remembers the dialogue between the talented people and the beautiful women in the script. It's always so beautiful to listen to. She vows and promises that the world will last forever. But for Anyan, she doesn't care about these things. She just wants to live her whole life, share her heart and mind, and go hand in hand.

Anyan is not a sentimental person, but for Chen Jingyuan, she thinks, because there is Chen Jingyuan in this world, so she is sentimental for him and this world. Without Chen Jingyuan, where should she go? Where should the feelings of her life be placed?

An Yan holds Chen Jingyuan's hand, pastes it gently on her face, mutters, "Jingyuan, don't sleep, OK? Get up and look at me. Go out with me. You always take me to play in the cold world. I'll take you out to have a look, OK? The view outside is really fascinating. "

Anyan smiled, got up slowly, lay down on his chest, and put his ears on his chest. It seems that he can still feel his heartburn. There is a sense of self deception satisfaction in his heart. Chen Jingyuan is still alive. He can live well and stay with her all the time. Such a hot temperature can't be replaced by anyone.

An Yan leans on Chen Jingyuan's chest and listens to the beating of his heart. Her heart calms down a little bit. She is not as strong as you think. She is as calm as you see. She can really accept all the bad results. She hopes to have a miracle. She wants Chen Jingyuan to be awake.

"Jingyuan, we finally got together. Do you want me to wait? I'm eighteen now. If you don't wake up, I may really want to marry someone. Would you give up? " Anyan smiled softly. "If you can't sleep, how long will I have to wait for you?"

"I'm not invincible. I only dare to show my vulnerability in front of others. I'm afraid of my mother's worries, my aunt's worries, and my cousin's worries. My mother never says anything, but I know that my mother knows everything and always looks at me silently. If I'm not stronger, my mother won't move me, I will die. But cousin, over the years, he and I have been in the same boat. Now he can hardly get what he wants. If something happens to me, he must be uneasy. But if something happens to you, I'm afraid I can't hold on. " An Yan's eyes are slightly moist, and he smiles and asks Chen Jingyuan, "would you like me to go to you? Then, the so-called life and death? "

An Yan chuckles, "I think you don't want to, you say you love me, send me away when reluctant, you don't want me to leave, right? If you want me to be with you all the time, if you want us to be together, I can see it. "

"But Jingyuan, I can't control many things. My mind is sleeping with you. If you really leave me, I don't know how long I can hold on to it. My heart is going to die. I won't beat for anyone again." Anyan's voice is so light that it's not true at all. It's like the sand blown by the wind hitting his face. It's dull and painful. "I try my best to make my life normal. I'll eat well and have a rest from time to time. But Jingyuan, you've been sleeping these days, and everything seems to be beyond my control. I've always felt that my spirit is not good and I can't sleep well at night. No matter how hard I try to sleep, I can't sleep. Sometimes I look at the roof empty with my eyes open. Sometimes, the pictures that we are together flash in my mind all the time. The painful, obscure, happy and happy flashed in my mind one by one, never forgotten at all. "

"I'm very hard, Jingyuan, I love you so many years, waiting for you so many years, you make me so miserable and desperate for so many years, even getting your love is when I'm going to give up, I'm not willing, not willing at all. What's more, it's hard for me to get your love, but you want to leave me, leaving me alone. Jingyuan, it's clear that we love each other in the next few years, but the time we really get along in the next few years is not long. Every time we meet, it seems that we are in a hurry to say goodbye. At that time, I feel sorry. How about you? I used to think that as long as you get your love, you can tell me your love. For the rest of my life, it will be enough to support me to go on. It's all my comfort and happiness. But now, if you want to leave me, I find that even if you say you love me, if you go, I can't go on, and the rest of my life is over. "

"Jingyuan, if I really go to you, please don't blame me. There's nothing I can do. I'm hopeless. " Anyan's tears slowly fall down, with some bitterness.

She loves Chen Jingyuan so much that no one can imagine it, nor can she imagine it herself.

Such feelings have accumulated over time, and have been deeply rooted in the marrow for a long time. She integrates her love for Chen Jingyuan into her whole life. Without Chen Jingyuan, her life will be dark and lusterless, and there will be no sentimentality in her life.

She knew it was selfish and didn't take into account the feelings of her family, but she did her best. She tried her best to live well, but fate seemed to be against her. She tried to eat and sleep hard, but her body was weaker day by day. Her spirit seemed very good, but her foundation was slowly consumed. She knew that she was having a bad time.

"Jingyuan, if you don't want to see me on huangquan Road, you must wake up, OK?" Anyan suddenly said in a hard voice, "I don't care how much pain you are suffering, I don't care if you can't hear me now. I don't care if you wake up. You must wake up, I don't want all my feelings, just start to end, I can't bear to. "

Anyan's tears fell down her cheek. She was helpless. She didn't know what to do. She could only hold Chen Jingyuan's skirt and force him to wake up. She was afraid that she would never see Chen Jingyuan again. There was no time. Tianma would be bright. If Chen Jingyuan didn't wake up, he would really leave him. She couldn't bear it.

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