Su Qingyou was startled at first, and then shouted ecstatically, "Yuheng, you're awake!"

Bo Yuheng still had his eyes closed, but his brows were frowning tightly. 贰武捌 Chinese.

He didn't realize Su Qingyou's voice, but his mouth opened, as if he was saying something.

Su Qingyou leaned over, his ears close to his lips, trying to hear what he was saying.

But as close as he could, his words were still vague.

“mu，mu”

mumu？

After a long while, Su Qingyou barely recognized that he had been pronouncing this syllable continuously and repeatedly.

Su Qingyou carefully recalled the word in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

She didn't know that Bo Yuheng was dreaming at the moment.

The moment his head was struck, he fell into a prolonged coma.

At first, he was unconscious, but after a long, long time, he seemed to faintly hear someone crying around him.

But even so, even though some voice in his heart told him that he should wake up soon, he couldn't open his eyes.

Then, out of nowhere, he appeared in the small village.

All at once, he saw himself and the little girl sitting on the ground, playing with the mud.

He realized in a trance that he must be dreaming, but his footsteps involuntarily walked towards them.

The little girl was building a small house out of mud, and he was trying his best to pinch something.

The two little children, with mud on their faces, looked at each other from time to time, and then let out a giggle.

Laughing and laughing, the little boy burst into tears.

"What are you crying about!" the little girl patted his head vigorously with her little hand, and several pieces of mud were on his head.

But the little boy didn't care, he cried heartily.

"I'm going back to the city soon. He wiped a handful of tears from the back of his hand, "I don't know when I'll see you." ”

"Where are you, I'll look for you. The little girl asked in a milky voice.

"What?" he thought blankly, "I don't know, I just know that my mother is going to pick me up tomorrow." ”

"You're stupid! you don't even remember anything like this, and you'll soon forget about me. ”

The little girl's mouth was pursed, her face drooped, and tears were already pouring out of her eyes.

"Don't worry, as long as it's your business, I will remember it, and I will remember it!" he hurriedly wiped away her tears and put the earthen bracelet he had made on her hand, "I will come back, I will marry you!"

In the picture, Bo Yuheng saw that he was being held by his mother, and was about to sit in the car, one of his feet had already stepped in, but he heard someone behind him shouting "Yanyan". 贰武捌 Chinese.

"Yanyan!Yanyan!" The little girl ran to a place more than ten meters away from him, because the person next to him stopped timidly, "Yanyan, you want to come back to me!"

"Mumu, I will!"

He solemnly promised her that he would reluctantly part with her.

When he came back a few years later, the little girl and the grandmother who cared for her were gone.

He never heard anything about "Mumu" again.

Bo Yuheng saw his former self squatting down outside the broken house where no one lived anymore, crying sadly, he felt a pain in his heart, and fell from the ground all of a sudden.

He really thought he couldn't find her

At this moment, a man walked up to him.

He raised his head and saw Su Qingyou looking at him with a smile, but there was some worry in his expression.

"Yuheng, are you awake?" she asked him with a shallow smile.

He slowly rose from the ground, staring at her without blinking.

"Mumu. ”

He called to her softly, a moistness quickly gathering under his eyes.

If they were destined, they wouldn't have gotten together as children, but they quickly lost touch with each other.

If they don't have a chance, they won't be contacted by email again through strange contact.

He signed his name "Y" because he was called Yan Yan by her;

She also simply gave her an "M", because she used to have a nickname of Mumu.

How long have they not been in touch, but subconsciously, they label themselves in this way.

And in the dark, she appeared in front of his car on that rainy night.

He hugged her all at once.

Su Qingyou originally thought he was dreaming, but seeing him lying motionless on the bed again, a touch of gloom crossed his heart.

She secretly laughed at herself in her heart for being too whimsical, so she wanted to pull the quilt again to cover him, but unexpectedly, he suddenly got up and hugged her all of a sudden.

Su Qingyou was stiffened by this sudden move, not sure if he was sleepwalking, but also stretched out his hand, patted him lightly on the back, and was not sure if he could hear him, and said softly, "I'm here to accompany you." ”

After a while, she felt as if he was falling asleep again on her shoulder, and tried to slowly lower him down, but he suddenly rolled over and pressed her underneath.

Her eyes widened, and seeing that he hadn't opened his eyes, she whispered again, "Mumu." ”

This time, she was sure that he was calling someone's name.

Her heart sank instantly.

Mumu, who will Mumu be?

Her mind was still jumbling with possibilities, but he had already imprinted a mark on her lips.

Su Qingyou is very sure that Bo Yuheng is still not sober.

He may have been in a drowsy dream with a woman she didn't know, and she might just be a substitute for him.

The words that Li Hezhe said kept echoing in her mind, making her want to push him away and run out.

But in the end, she resisted this urge and quietly closed her eyes.

What if he was now in a sleepwalking state, and her fierce resistance woke him up?

She had heard that if she woke someone up from sleepwalking, something bad would happen to that person.

There is another reason.

Now, she especially wants to give him a child.

If he hadn't woken up tomorrow morning and was still in a vegetative state, how long would she have to wait for him to wake up?

But if she was lucky enough to conceive his child tonight, she would be able to raise his child even if he still hadn't woken up.

albeit

He was not because of her impulses, but for a woman whose name she did not know.

Su Qingyou understood from this moment that there was indeed a woman in Bo Yuheng's heart, whom he loved deeply, even if his consciousness was blurred, he would still persistently call her name.

He liked her, she thought, but perhaps, this liking was less than a tenth of what he did for the woman.

Tears slowly rolled down the corners of her eyes.

She kissed him obediently on the lips, and soon, his attack gradually changed from gentle to violent, and the touch of the tip of his tongue turned into an extreme entanglement between his lips and teeth.

In the originally quiet ward, there was a man's heavy wheezing sound, and a woman's low muttering

When all things return to tranquility again, the deep night can't hide the beautiful spring color of a house.

Bo Yuheng hugged her and hugged her tightly, like a rare treasure.

She didn't fall asleep, she had a pair of almond eyes open in the night, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The next morning, she quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash herself.

Lack of sleep made her a little top-heavy, she lightly put on her clothes and looked at Bo Yuheng carefully.

His eyes were still closed, but he didn't know if he was in a coma or just sleeping.

She put on his clothes as well, then covered them with the quilt and quietly walked out inside.

When she was about to close the door, she glanced at him anyway.

Nothing happened.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, she couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart, closed the door, and in the corridor, she used Song Ge's mobile phone to call Song Xu.

After all, it was early in the morning, and it was estimated that Song Xu was still dreaming, and it took several times before he answered the phone, "Hey?"

"Mr. Song, I'm Su Qingyou. ”

Her words made Song Xu promise sober up a little, "Qingyou, it's you, call so early, how is Yuheng there, are you sober?"

"No, is Song Ge by your side, I want to call her. ”

She pursed her lower lip vigorously and said.

"Okay, you wait. ”

After a while, Song Ge answered the phone, and his tone was also thick sleepy, "Qingyou, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, but I want to go back to S City now, can you take me back?"

Song Ge took Song Xu's mobile phone and blinked his eyes several times before he reacted, "Didn't you say yesterday that it would be a few more days?"

"There's a lot of stuff waiting for me to deal with in S City. She tried her best to make her tone light.

"Okay, I'll come right over, you wait ten minutes. ”

Song Ge hung up the phone in a hurry, then quickly washed up and ran out.

When she came to pick up Su Qingyou, she saw that her face was extremely calm, and she didn't have the panic of yesterday at all.

"Qingyou, how is Mr. Bo doing now?" Song Ge asked, holding the steering wheel.

"He seemed to be awake. Not necessarily, though. Su Qingyou pinned a strand of broken hair to the back of his head and replied.

If Bo Yuheng really woke up, Su Qingyou would definitely not be this reaction.

Song Ge knew what was wrong, but he didn't understand why, so he had to confirm before leaving, "Do you want to leave now?"

"Hmm. ”

Song Ge shook his head lightly in front, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out quickly.

Su Qingyou closed his eyes at the same time.

She opened the windows to the maximum, trying to let the fiercest wind blow her brain clear.

If Bo Yuheng really woke up, how should she face him?

This question, she doesn't know how to solve it at all now. ≠miào≠bi≠gé≠，

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Bo Yuheng was on the hospital bed and slowly opened his eyes.

He felt a slight pain in his head, and when he sat up, he felt a faint pain in his back.

He subconsciously touched his head and looked around, wondering how he was in this place.

The door to the ward was gently pushed open at this moment.

You Yumo walked in from the outside, with a large pile of nutrients in his hand.

She and Bo Yuheng looked at each other, and You Yumo immediately showed a big smile on his face, "Mr. Bo, are you awake?!"