Jing Jue had a very long dream. As his consciousness gradually cleared up, he suddenly realized that he was being carried from behind!
Other than the warm spot next to the one who was hugging him, the rest of the place was still cold. He unconsciously shrank back into the warmth, and Jing Jue instantly woke up.
Who is this?
The bullet shot out, and he retreated several steps until he hit something strong.
"Who are you?" Jing Jue's trembling voice could hear his fear.
"It's me, White Fan."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Jing Jue suddenly felt his nose sour. Luckily, the night was shrouded in darkness, and no one could see his reddened eyes.
"You've finally woken up. You've been unconscious for a long time. I'm afraid of death." Bai Fan also stood up, touching the ground to find her coat that Jing Jue had just taken off, and once again wrapped it around Jing Jue.
While at it, he touched Jing Jue's forehead and hands. He realized that the fever had subsided quite a bit. He let out a light breath. It was good as long as he was fine.
"What …" "How did you find me?" Jing Jue's voice was very low, and one could hear the guilt and embarrassment in his voice.
Bai Fan laughed in silence, and then extended his hand to touch the back of Jing Jue's head, "It's okay, I was just randomly looking around, and I was praying to God in my heart, as long as I can find you, I can do anything, or make me lose anything, so I came here and saw you."
Bai Fan's voice was filled with happiness and unspeakable love. Jing was determined to slip past sadness. If Zhan Xiaolou found him, it would be great. If Zhan Xiaolou said those words to him, it would be great.
A glimmer shone through the broken window, and Bai Fan laughed, "The day is finally about to come. Let's wait a bit longer, I'll take you back as soon as the sun shines."
At this moment, Jing Jue could vaguely see the face of the white fan.
Zhan Chen hadn't slept for the entire night. He sat in the main hall of the hospital until dawn, waiting for news.
Feng Yushu had fallen asleep on the table long ago, and he was still in high spirits.
With a yawn, Zhan Xiaolou said, "Qiang, you should go take a rest. There's also Yu Xuan. I'll wait for a while longer."
Gu Li waved his hand, "Lou, I'm not sleepy. You guys go take a rest. You haven't slept for the whole night."
Zhan Xiaolou pulled the chair towards him and moved it until both of their knees came close to his.
"Good, there are only three days until our wedding. We've been preparing for this for a few days, from tomorrow onwards, we won't be able to see each other for the time being."
According to the customs of the moon fanatic, men were not allowed to meet their wives for three days before they were married. Qu Qiang naturally knew that. He felt a bit shy when he heard Lou Cheng directly say "big wedding" and "big wedding".
"I know, I will go back and prepare when I find Jing Jue today, we …" I'll see you in three days. "
Zhan Xiaolou looked left and right and saw that there was no one around. Feng Yushu also slept comfortably. He reached out to lift up his head and gently kissed his lips like a dragonfly touching the water.
Some of them felt their faces boiling hot. Watching Lou Cheng's' naughty smile ', they were dumbfounded.
Seeing that he did not respond, Zhan Xiaolou thought that he had moved too fast. He did not feel anything and once again lifted his chin and fiercely kissed his face, making a loud noise.
Feng Yu muttered to himself and woke up. He opened his hazy eyes and saw that Qu Jin was shy and didn't dare to look at Zhan Xiaolou. Zhan Xiaolou was looking at him with an amused and pampered gaze.
Even though he knew that he shouldn't have broken their relationship, he still couldn't help but open his mouth.
"What are you doing in my place? I fell asleep by accident. I'm so sorry. "