Huo Yue is out of the sea. There is a telegraph on board. He contacts once every half an hour. Once it exceeds half an hour, his plane will find it.

Therefore, they had just climbed onto the desert island. Huo Yue wanted to use resin to bond the wound to He Wei, and gave her blood transfusion by himself. His plane arrived before he tested whether the blood type matched.

Luck in misfortune.

After the injury, He Wei seems to have the confidence to act like a spoiled child. Because she is an injured person, Huo Yue will certainly hurt her more.

She began to try to call his name, and also tried to make various demands, such as having to eat spicy food.

Huo Yue tried to satisfy her.

"Yue, I'm going to work next week." He Wei said, "I can't always lie at home. I'm well."

It was only two days since she was discharged from the hospital. The doctor told her to have more rest and not to move.

This injury is a small matter for Huo Yue. But he didn't know He Wei's bearing capacity, so he hesitated a little.

He Wei is coquettish.

Finally, he agreed: "I'll send you myself."

He Wei was surprised to find that any rude request would not be refuted, so he became bolder and even joked with Huo Yue, just as she fell in love with George at the beginning.

Their relationship has been completely improved because of this minor disaster.

After raising for half a month, He Wei recovered 70% of her injury and did not affect her normal life.

The wedding dress Huo Yue customized for her arrived. When He Wei tried it, he felt very sorry, because the white yarn on her shoulder was relatively thin, and her ferocious wound could be seen.

"That's good. The gunshot wound is a medal. Let others see that Huo Yue's woman is not easy to mess with." Huo Yue said.

He Wei's mood suddenly changed from dim to bright.

Scars can really serve as a deterrent. She is such a good girl that others may think she is easy to bully. Once you know she's a prick, things will go much better in the future.

She usually didn't have a chance to show her shoulders. She just showed it to the public through her wedding dress.

"Yue, everything goes from bad to good in your mouth!" He Wei hooked his neck and kissed him on the chin.

Huo Yue wanted to kiss her back, so he heard the voice of Xi Jiu at the door: "Sir, how did you get in? It would be unlucky not to see the bride before the wedding."

He Wei replied loudly for Huo Yue: "it's all right, Ninth master. We're Chinese. We don't pay attention to this."

Xi Jiu: "

Miss he, or quasi Mrs. Huo, who deliberately carried it, has let go and is much more lovely than before.

Xijiu was thinking about giving He Wei a wedding gift, and he suddenly thought of one.

It's just a little immoral. It's estimated that Huo Yue will want to chase him.

However, it was very interesting. Xijiu hesitated and decided to do it according to his own ideas. Otherwise, when Huo Yue speaks by himself, I don't know when he can make it clear.

That afternoon, Xijiu went back to Yuecheng.

Two days later, when He Wei came home from work, Xi Jiu said to her, "madam, I want to give you a wedding present."

"Ninth master, you managed the wedding for us and dare not take your things any more." He Weidao.

Xijiu waved his hand: "you're welcome, madam."

Then he handed a big box to He Wei.

He Wei took it over, heavier than she thought. She thought it was such a big box or a pair of shoes.

Unexpectedly, the box is solid.

Of course, it's not as heavy as metal.

He Wei shook the box and listened to the sound. Judging from the weight and sound, it should be paper, maybe a book.

"Can I open it now?" She was curious.

Xi Jiu said with a smile, "of course."

He Wei opened the box with great expectation, but found that it was a telegram, a telegram newspaper, with translated and untranslated copies.

She was a little puzzled.

People who send telegrams estimate that they are very economical. Each telegram has only content, no beginning and signature. They don't know who sent it or who sent it to.

He Wei looked at several photos and was confused.

"This is..." She looked at Xi Jiu puzzled.

The smile on tin nine one's face: "madam, look again."

He Wei turned over several of them. One of them talked about scholarships. She suddenly remembered the first time she got a scholarship.

"This..." She was shocked and took the paper in her hand. "This is..."

"These are all from you. Madam, I want to apologize to you. I transcribed one every time. In the years when you were away, the happiest day of every month for my master was to receive your telegram home." Tin nine.

He Wei was stunned.

In her clear eyes, the water light floated slowly. She blinked hard to make her vision clearer, but there were more and more tears in her eyes.

"He... Turns out, I've never been alone in my delusion?" She asked sobbing.

Xi Jiu said with a smile, "yes, he has been thinking of you all these years. The master doesn't like to say this. Just keep you in mind. But you are about to get married. You should know."

He Wei sobbed and said, "thank you, Ninth master, thank you! This is really the best wedding gift!"

This is the sweetest confession.

All the worries dissipated completely.

He loved her, even waiting for her for many years. He watched silently, suffering and nervous as he did when he saw her. He carefully tested her feelings and waited for the opportunity.

In this relationship, they are on the same road. He Wei will no longer complain about his bitter love.

All the sufferings for love in the past have value.

After Huo Yue came home, He Wei was wandering at the gate. The lights shrouded her. Her side face had a light orange awn, which made her look like a spring jasmine, so bright, beautiful and vibrant.

"Ah Yue!" She turned to see him and ran to him with joy, almost knocking Huo Yue down.

Huo Yue held her firmly and smiled in surprise: "Why are you so happy?"

"I received a wedding gift and I like it very much." She said, "the ninth master gave it to me! Thank you, the ninth master, and thank you."

Huo Yue treats Xi Jiu like brothers and sisters. He knows what valuable things Xi Jiu can coax He Wei to be so happy.

He suddenly thought of what Xijiu's gift was.

He was a little embarrassed: "don't blame me for peeping?"

He didn't think it was easy to say it publicly. I feel like a peeping wretch when I cut someone's telegram. If Xijiu didn't break, he didn't intend to mention it all his life.

He always wanted to be the Huo Yue He Wei worshipped.

"No, no, the message was originally public. It was' transported 'all the way back to China. How can we say peeping?" He smiled and said, "Yue, I love you too!"

Huo Yue's arm tightened slightly.

He hugged He Wei as if he had embraced the whole world. He thought that He Wei knew everything. He could not declare the love in his mouth. He Wei understood it as strong and deep as that. This moved him.