Chapter 989

There was a moment of silence in the living room, and Han Qing spoke indifferently.

"No, you don't have to go. Please send me by assistant Xiao."

Hearing this, Han Muzi subconsciously looked at Xiaoyan.

Her elder brother this words of meaning is, also don't let small Yan follow.

Xiaoyan's face turned white, and she stood in the same place without enough measures. She looked at Hanqing sadly. Her eyes were so bent that she almost fell out of the water. She wanted to go with her, but Hanqing said it as if it was aimed at her.

If you want to go with me, I guess there is no hope.

Looking at such a small Yan, Han Mu Zi as a woman feel a little unbearable, but did not expect Han Qing did not look at a small Yan, just carrying a suitcase: "let's go."

It seems that he has no priority to go back here.

Before Xiao Su followed, he subconsciously looked back at Xiao Yan.

At last, he sighed silently, and then followed quickly.

It's good to do this, but it can also make Xiaoyan die early.

Bang!

After the door is closed, Xiaoyan reacts later. Her eyes are red and she wants to catch up, but she is stopped by Han Muzi.

"Forget it, don't go."

Xiaoyan's tears suddenly fell down: "Mu Zi, why?"

Why? He doesn't even want her to? Is it really impossible for her to be with him?

Looking at Xiaoyan like this, Han Muzi really should say something to comfort Xiaoyan. If she can, she also wants to share some pain and sadness for Xiaoyan, but emotion can't be shared at all.

She can't point at Han Qing's nose and scold why you don't like Xiao Yan. Emotional things can't be forced.

Just when Han Muzi is thinking about how to comfort Xiao Yan, she suddenly pushes away Han Muzi's push, and then enters her own room. Han Mu purple see, want to catch up, but by night ink Xuan pull wrist.

"Don't go."

"But..."

"To be alone is the best thing for her now. Maybe after tonight, she will think about a lot of things

Listen to words, Han Mu Zi subconsciously looks to night Mo Xuan: "how do you know..."

The night Mo Xuan laughs, once again stretched out a hand to cover on her head to lightly rub to rub, "your elder brother's meaning, already particularly obvious, if she still doesn't think through, that is to ask for hardship to eat."

Finish saying, the action on his hand rubbed again, Han Mu Zi feels strange, lift Mou to look at top.

It suddenly occurred to her that her brother had touched the place just now.

"What the hell are you doing?" Han Mu Zi wants to clap his hand, she is so old, he still touches his head, like the elder and the younger.

"Seal."

“……”

Sure enough, as she thought, Han Mu Zi grabbed his hand angrily, "you even ate my brother's vinegar! Is it reasonable? "

Night ink Xuan smile, ink eyes full of doting color.

The next second, his face changed, the expression on his face became convulsive.

"What's the matter?"

Han Mu Zi found that his face became worse in the moment, and his heart also followed. The night Mo Xuan backhand grasps Han Mu Zi's hand, purses thin lip to maintain the expression on the face reluctantly.

"Nothing..."

Words fall, headache suddenly aggravate, as if there are tens of thousands of needles in the head, what picture flashed from my mind, night ink Xuan pain almost stand unsteady body.

Han Mu Zi didn't meet him like this, a pretty face was scared white, "what's the matter? Don't scare me. I'll call an ambulance. "

She thought of the last night ink Xuan suddenly faint appearance, plus this time night ink Xuan do things, in case he today nervous breakdown how to do?

Night Mo Xuan's head is too painful to say a word, but he still holds Han Mu Zi's hand tightly, as if he catches the straw. Han Muzi's hand was caught by him and he didn't dare to go away. He had to go to his pocket to find his mobile phone and try to call an ambulance.

"Er..." Night Mo Xuan probably can't stand the pain, stuffy hum a, the body toward the side to pour.

Han Mu Zi's face changed and he couldn't take care of anything. He quickly reached out to help him.

Pop!

The mobile phone fell to the ground and made a dull sound. I don't know if it was broken. But at this time, Han Mu Zi had no time to worry about it. She helped Yemo Xuan to sit down beside the sofa and saw that his face became pale because of the pain. Tears fell on the spot.

"Do you remember something? If it's too painful, don't think about it, OK? I don't ask you to restore your memory, I just want you to be safe. "

If he wants to recover his memory and has some mental problems, Han Muzi thinks he might as well forget it all his life.

Night ink Xuan headache, the whole person like falling into the ice cave, but suddenly feel a pair of warm hands hold him, although the hand is small, but the warmth in the palm of the hand is constantly passed on.This This is

"I've lost you once, and I don't want to lose you again."

Bada -

the warm liquid hit on yemoxuan's forehead, and yemoxuan's mind gradually recovered. When he raised his eyes, he was caught in a drop of tears, and the strange touch made him subconsciously close his eyes.

A moment later, he held Han Muzi's white wrist.

"Don't cry."

Han Mu Zi was stunned for a moment and pushed him away. "Are you all right?"

Night Mo Xuan at the moment of appearance, the facial expression looks very pale, thin lips a little extra color all have no, the forehead still has a layer of thin thick cold sweat, from this can see he just suffered pain.

But in spite of this, he still showed a comforting smile to his beloved woman, and said softly: "I'm not good? What will happen? "

Han Mu Zi looked at him for a moment, suddenly rushed forward to embrace his neck, tightly hugged him.

"You scared me to death. You just..."

"I just had a headache. Now it's OK." The night Mo Xuan stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently. It was he who had the accident, but he looked calm, while Han Mu Zi was greatly frightened.

Two people hugged like this for a while, Han Muzi suddenly thought of something, pushed the night ink Xuan to take his mobile phone.

"No, I can't worry about you. I have to call an ambulance."

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

He had no choice but to smile bitterly: "I'm all right now. What can I do when I call an ambulance? Do you want to disturb us? "

Han Muzi: "but you just..."

"I just thought of something, so I have a headache. Now it's over."

Speaking, night ink Xuan hold her hand, tired voice: "don't call an ambulance, I go back to the room to rest for a while."

He's just had a pain in his brain, and now he feels as if he's exhausted.

And may be the recent treatment let his body cannot bear, night ink Xuan feel now, as long as you close your eyes, will fall into endless darkness.