When the car started, Su Xingchen leaned against the window and looked at the night outside. What appeared in front of her was that the night she left, as it is today, but in the twinkling of an eye, the picture turned into the scene she had just seen on the TV. The woman beside him stood with him with excellent tacit understanding and was right.
Although he agreed to bless, Su Xingchen still felt very blocked and almost out of breath.
She should have told him that even if she wanted to find a wife, she could wait until she died.
Then she won't be sad if she can't see it.
When she went back that night, Su Xingchen had a fever. Xie Changhuan didn't know that until she asked Su Xingchen to get up for dinner the next morning, Xie Changhuan found that she had a fever and was a little confused, so she quickly asked Su Xingchen to get up and ran to the hospital.
At the moment, Yue stood downstairs of their apartment and sat on the plane for more than ten hours. He looked very haggard, but his face was full of joy. His eyes were bright, his lips were smiling, and he had a faint expectation.
He didn't know how long he had been standing here. Finally, he saw Su Xingchen come out of the building, but Su Xingchen was not alone. There was another man. Although he had heard Xie Yang say that Su Xingchen was with her college seniors before he came.
But seeing this scene, he still had some heartache.
The weather in Los Angeles is already very cold, even colder than that in China. Shi Yue still only wears a suit, some thin. Although the cool wind strikes, he is still a little cold, but it is not as cold as seeing the scene just now.
Xie Changhuan came out first. This man is still very different from him. He wears a black coat and has beautiful eyes. He is a typical Xueba man.
Su Xingchen's face was a little pale. She was held in her arms by Xie Changhuan. She looked very careful.
The wide scarf covered her face. When he stood in the distance, he saw her slightly pale face and the faint tears in his apricot eyes. He could hardly restrain himself and wanted to hurry up to hold her.
But the next moment, what he saw was that Su Xingchen said two words to Xie Changhuan. He didn't know what he said, but Xie Changhuan bent down and hugged Su Xingchen horizontally. Su Xingchen didn't refuse, but leaned his head on his shoulder.
The more restrained he bit his teeth, the more melancholy he looked in his eyes.
Watching Xie Changhuan stop the car and help Su Xingchen get on the bus, he also quickly called the car and followed up.
And finally stopped in the hospital.
When I got out of the car and looked at the hospital, I frowned slightly. Is the star ill?
Just now, it seems that she doesn't look very well. He remembers that she used to be in poor health. It is said that she was carefully raised by the Su family. Now it seems that it is true.
At the thought of this, Shi Yue's heart immediately became nervous. He was not too close. He was afraid that Su Xingchen would find it, so he was a little far away.
"Star, do you really want to?" Xie Changhuan held her cold and trembling hand and asked in a warm voice.
Of course, he wanted her not to leave the child. After all, it was too dangerous for her. If she wanted to leave the child, she would face the passage of her own life.
Without chemotherapy, she may not live long.
Su Xingchen sat there numbly, and the air was full of pungent potion smell.