Lin Mingyang stretched his body, pushed Fuya's back, and asked her to wash up and eat.

Fuya smelled the aroma of rice, and immediately came to her senses, and quickly washed up.

Lin Mingyang watched Fuya eat breakfast in a big gulp, and his heart was full of relief.

Not long ago, she didn't think about tea and dinner, but now that she is completely away from the haze, Lin Mingyang's heart can be regarded as resting.

This "picked up sister" did not expect to become the concern of his life.

Thinking of this, Lin Mingyang couldn't help but smile lightly, Fu Ya looked at Lin Mingyang suspiciously, and asked, "What are you snickering at?" ”

Lin Mingyang was full of spoiling, and said softly: "Do you know how long I have been looking forward to such an easy life for you?" ”

Fuya bowed her head and smiled without saying a word.

Gently walked behind Lin Mingyang, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said gently, "It's good to have you." Thank you for not leaving. ”

"In this life, I'm afraid I can't do without you." Lin Mingyang's big hand wrapped, gently stroked Fuya's head, and said with a smile.

Love is really great, Lin Mingyang spent ten years of guarding, and finally waited for the day when Fuya's heart was full of sunshine.

However, can this ray of sunshine really last long?

What he plans to do next, can Fuya be considerate?

Fuya packed up her clothes and asked, "Where are we going?" ”

Lin Mingyang smiled mysteriously and said, "When you arrive, you'll know." ”

Fuya sat in the car with peace of mind, closed her eyes, and waited for Lin Mingyang to prepare for her weekend trip.

Fuya opened her eyes, and it was actually here again.

She couldn't help frowning, but got out of the car anyway.

Of course, Lin Mingyang could understand her eyes, he patted Fuya's shoulder lightly, and said, "Let's just take a look, okay?" ”

Lin Mingyang pulled her, not far from Mo Huan, quietly watching Mo Huan play there like a child.

"She smiled so purely." Fuya whispered, the expression on her face beginning to move.

The scenes of the past couldn't help but come to her heart, what she had done, the harm she had done to Mo Huan, she couldn't help but have a little red eyes.

But how can Qin Hao's matter be calculated?

The moment the tears flowed, Fuya quickly turned her head, she took a deep breath, and said, "Brother, let's go." ”

Her voice trembled a little, Lin Mingyang naturally knew her heartache, but he still insisted: "Stay a little longer, now she doesn't know anything." ”

"But I'd rather she's awake and knows everything." Fu Ya's love was a little excited, and her eyes were red and she looked at Lin Mingyang.

Lin Mingyang opened his mouth, but the words had not yet been spoken.

Fuya continued: "Why do you want to do this? Didn't you say that watching me have a good time is something you've been looking forward to for a long time? Why did I uncover it again when I was about to forget the pain? She asked Lin Mingyang with some anger, she finally hid everything in the past, why did Lin Mingyang reveal it.

Lin Mingyang explained gently: "I don't want you to be painful, I want you to get better completely." If you hide it later, can you really solve the problem? ”

"Yes or no, that's my choice, I'm leaving now." Fuya turned around and left, leaving Lin Mingyang standing in place.

She told herself not to look back, Lin Mingyang would follow.

But until she got in the car, Lin Mingyang still didn't come.

Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and the sudden change in the weather seemed to Fuya's current mood.

She was very entangled, whether it was her own fault or Mo Huan's self-inflicted, she really didn't know.

The rain fell drop by drop, slowly becoming rapid.

Fuya sat in the car, did not leave, and did not get out of the car.

Watching Lin Mingyang escort Mo Huan back to the ward from afar, she didn't know whether it was heartache or distress.

Does this man, this man really understand himself?

What the hell is he doing? Does he really know what he wants?

What are you doing with all these useless things? Why?

Fuya's tears unconsciously blurred her eyes, and she cried.

That's right, not crying, but really crying.

She felt sorry for Mo Huan, that's right, she knew that she felt sorry for this sister.

But she also hated Mo Huan, so hated that she couldn't erode her bones.

But seeing Mo Huan like this, she really didn't know how to hate.

Lin Mingyang returned to the car and wiped his body with a tissue.

looked at Fuya's red and swollen eyes, sighed lightly, didn't speak, and drove away.

Back at home, Lin Mingyang went into the bath, and Fuya sat in the living room in a daze.

After a long time, Lin Mingyang walked out of the bathroom, and Fuya walked in.

She submerged herself in the tub, she didn't want to come out, she didn't want to face it.

It wasn't until she couldn't breathe that she showed her head and gasped for breath.

But he muttered, "Is it okay in heaven?" When you can't breathe, it's very uncomfortable, right? Tears fell silently, she finally "forgot" Qin Hao, why did she think of it again?

Lin Mingyang did not go back to the room, but stood on the balcony, reflecting on whether his approach would be too urgent.

But if you always let Fuya escape, will you solve the problem?

He couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, sighed softly, and heard the sound of Fuya opening the bathroom door, and he turned to look at Fuya's bloodless pale face.

This scene is so familiar, when I first got out of the hospital, it was like this.

Lin Mingyang suddenly felt that he had done something wrong, he walked into the room, and without saying a word, he hugged the haggard Fuya in his arms.

Whispered apologetic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." It's my mistake, I won't take you with me in the future. Lin Mingyang hugged her tightly, and slowly felt her temperature.

Fuya actually took a bath in cold water, Lin Mingyang was very distressed, and regretted his actions even more.

Fuya's tears seemed to be dry, she was expressionless, letting Lin Mingyang hold herself like this, feeling his temperature.

The heart is cold, but it can't be warmed up.

Although she didn't accept it in her heart, she knew that Lin Mingyang was for her own good.

She understands her good intentions, but she can't accept it.

It was late at night, Fuya was lying on the bed, her hands were still cold, Lin Mingyang asked worriedly, "Shall we go take a bath again?" "He wanted to use warm water to warm up the Fuya.

But Fuya curled up in his arms, refusing to come out.

Lin Mingyang could only hug his hair tighter and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Fuya shook her head slightly, she didn't do this to punish Lin Mingyang.

Instead, she wanted to punish herself, how could she forget about Qin Hao like this.

The one who lost her life because of her selfishness.

The debts of her life will not be repaid in her life.

In the early hours of the morning, Lin Mingyang found that the person in his arms began to become hot, he suddenly came to his senses, stroked Fuya's forehead with his hand, and actually had a fever.

He got up gently, measured it with the temperature, and actually had a high fever.

He was not at ease, so he wrapped Fuya and hugged him downstairs.

Fuya said in a daze, "What are you doing?" "She was a little thirsty.

Lin Mingyang said gently: "Good, I'll take you to the hospital, you have a fever." ”

The corners of Fuya's mouth rose slightly, she seems to have heard this sentence?

At that time, how old was it?

Did Mom say that? How do you feel like a man said?

Mok Kwok Ho? Fuya slowly fell asleep. (To be continued.) )