His fingertips squeezed hard, almost pinching her loins.

Tong Ran didn't feel pain, she knew that his heart must be more painful......

He was all on his own.

He's also a big fool, don't you know that stuffing will be even more uncomfortable?

Tong Ran hooked his neck, and she gently kissed the side of his face, "Mo Nanjue, with me, I won't leave, I will definitely not leave you." ”

The man did not speak, nor did he continue to move.

He buried his entire handsome face in her neck socket, and Tong Ran could feel the light inhalation between his noses.

She didn't believe he didn't want to cry......

He had barely slept well since Chen An's accident, and every night when she woke up, she could almost see him smoking on the balcony, one cigarette after another, and even though he closed the glass door, she could see the smoke around him......

When he woke up in the morning, his cigarette case was empty.

Even if he was lying down, Tong Ran knew that he was also open, and when he was open, it was all night, he just looked at the ceiling, didn't say anything, didn't move......

In the daytime, in front of her and her son, he still laughs and talks, but he puts all that pain and self-blame in his own world.

He didn't want her and her son to be with him......

She knew he was in pain.

Such torture can almost destroy a person.

Tong Ran knows Mo Nanjue very well, just as he knows her very well, Chen An's affairs will really be pressed in his heart for a lifetime, and as time grows, he will only blame himself more and more, become more and more uncomfortable, and become more and more painful......

The three sufferings of life: parting from life, not being able to ask for it, and not being able to ...... love

Anything can be painful.

But Monanjue has tasted everything......

Congenital muscle atrophy......

Tong Ran turned her head slightly, her eyes were moist, if what Su Qingtian said was true, it was really hard for her to imagine how he had come over in the past four years?

During that time......

He pushed her to Mo Beiyan, how did he do it?

It turned out that he was carrying it alone from beginning to end......

He carried all the pain she should have endured, and Tong Ran was protected behind him, and she thought she was in pain too......

But later I found out that she didn't scream in pain, but when he blocked her from the wind and rain, there was always something that didn't block it, so it fell on her.

She thought it hurts......

But compared with what he received, it was less than one ten-thousandth.

Tong Ran really wanted to slap herself to death, she could only watch him hurt, what else could she do?

She couldn't get sick for him, and she couldn't find Chen An......

Tong Ran bit her lower lip tightly, and when she thought about it, she felt as if the tip of her heart had been opened, and she touched his back with both hands, and he didn't take off his shirt and pants, he wasn't taking a bath......

He's just pouring cold water at the shower head.

To meet him in this life, she has nothing else to ask for, she just hopes that he can be well, no longer sick, and no more torture in her heart......

Tong Ran felt distressed for a while, she lowered her head and bit on his shoulder, with the sourness and wetness of her eyes, and she used a slight force between her teeth, "Mo Nanjue, I'm sorry." ”

She said suddenly.

The man moved slowly, pulling her legs together, "I'm sorry for what?"

"All. ”

"All of what?"

Tong Ran choked up, "All ...... about you"

"It's all yours. ”

“……”

Mo Nanjue reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, she raised her head, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips fiercely, "I'm sorry to say it to others, you are the only person I am who is not someone else." ”