Xia Xiwan doesn't want to tell Ye Ling about Mr. Lu's divorce for the time being, maybe she still doesn't want to divorce Mr. Lu because she still doesn't want to divorce this marriage.

"Lingling, let's talk about going to the imperial capital in two days, solve Li Yulan Xia Yanyan first, you have been with me for a day today, I will keep vigil for my grandfather at night, you go back quickly."

Ye Ling held Xia Xiwan's slender arm, and looked at her red and swollen eyes that had been crying distressedly, "I'm not tired, I'll stay with you." ”

"Lingling, you go back, I'll let Mr. Lu accompany me later."

Ye Ling raised Liu Yemei, "That's right, Mr. Lu will definitely come to accompany you at night, then I'll go back first, you have something to call me." ”

……

Ye Ling left, Xia Xiwan returned to the ward, she turned hot water and wiped her grandfather carefully with a towel.

Grandpa's body has become cold, without the slightest temperature, but in the last second, grandpa's hand was still on top of her head, and he rubbed it lovingly.

Xia Xiwan sat on the edge of the bed, when there was no one at night, loss and loneliness surrounded her, tears fell again, and she lay on the head of the bed and cried uncontrollably.

My heart is empty.

The death of the last relative, the Xia family is not her home.

She originally had her own home, and Mr. Lu's home, but Mr. Lu didn't want her anymore.

It felt like going back eleven years ago, when she was nine years old and left in the countryside and lost everything.

Xia Xiwan took out her mobile phone and flipped out Lu Hanting's phone number, she looked at this string of numbers several times, and finally didn't have the courage to call, although she really wanted to let Mr. Lu accompany her at this moment.

All that came to mind was the picture of him in the study this morning, staring at her coldly, smashing the pillow on her body, and telling her to get out.

Xia Xiwan didn't dare to call him, and when she experienced the death of her grandfather and her heart was full of sadness, she didn't dare to send herself to him again to make him sting.

Late night soon came, and the whole hospital was quiet, and there was no sound at all.

At this time, there was a steady footstep in the corridor, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a tall and heroic body jumped into sight, and Lu Hanting came.

Lu Hanting was wearing a black coat, his crisp shoulders were stained with the wind and frost outside, he hadn't shaved for two days, and a circle of green scum appeared on his resolute jaw, and the whole person looked deep, stern and cold, and the aura that no one should enter.

Lu Hanting walked in, Xia Xiwan held her grandfather's hand tightly, lying on the head of the bed and crying tired, already asleep.

He stood tall on the edge of the bed, looking down at the sleeping girl, her little face still had teardrops, her eyes and nose were red, the slender Yu Jie hung down quietly, even Yu Jie was stained with mist, and if she couldn't fall off, there was a weak and brittle beauty, which was really pitiful.

Lu Hanting's heart ached, and he slowly reached out to wipe the tears on her little face.

The sleeping girl felt his fingertips and his familiar body temperature, she moved, rubbing his fingertips with her little face, soft as a cat.

Lu Hanting leaned over and directly picked her up.

He did not put her on the bed, but sat at the head of the bed himself, took the weak her in his arms, and let her sleep in his arms.

His thin lips fell to her forehead, slowly slid down, kissed her red and swollen eyes, kissed her tearful Yujie, kissed her nose, kissed her face, and finally rubbed her red lips.

"Wanwan..."

He called her name in a hoarse voice.

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