In the evening, the thick sunset is sprinkled down, and the flowers and branches that gradually melt in the ice and snow are swaying and swaying in the wind.

The curtains in the ward were wide open, and it was very quiet inside, as if you could hear the distressed voice of the person next to the bed.

Yun Mo sat on the edge of the bed, his face pressed against her hand, very cold, as if he couldn't warm it at all.

"Nguyen Nguyen." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The book iris is very heavy, lying flat in a regular manner, and his breathing is very shallow.

There must be something in the dream that she is afraid of, something that she is worried about.

Yun Mo held her hand and kissed it on the lips, over and over again, rubbing the tip of his nose against her palm from time to time, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, Yun Mo is accompanying you." ”

The light and shadow in the ward were so chaotic that when she heard the name in her heart, her eyebrows calmed down a little, and Yun Mo looked at her with a deep gaze.

"Nguyen Nguyen."

He propped himself up and whispered in her ear, giving her endless comfort: "I'm sorry, it's all Yun Mo's fault." "He's never been so ashen, it's as if something that's at his fingertips is drifting away.

Doctors estimated that an hour had passed since she woke up, but she still showed no signs of waking up.

Yun Mo was at the head of her bed, his voice sinking to the trough, talking to her over and over again.

There was no response from beginning to end, and he kept looking at her, not daring to take his eyes off for a second.

He stared at his hand again, and when he got up, his hand suddenly grabbed.

"Yun Mo."

Her lips were white and her voice was hoarse, and she was weak when she came out.

He tensed suddenly, and turned back happily: "Ruan Ruan." ”

Her face was very bad, her skin was already too white, and now he was so pale that he was distressed.

The book kite grabbed his hand, very hard, and tears were about to overflow from the corners of his eyes: "Yun Mo." ”

"I am." The tip of his nose was sour: "I'm Yun Mo." ”

Her eyes were blurry, very uneasy, very flustered, and she tugged at his hand harder and harder: "I thought I would never see you again." ”

Yun Mo leaned over and kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes: "Ruan Ruan, I'm sorry, don't forgive me." ”

He clearly couldn't afford to lose her, but he didn't put his mind in the right place, only thinking about catching the murderer, but ignoring that the murderer would move her.

The sunset outside the window was brilliant, and the dusk seemed to be over, and the book kite didn't like him to take responsibility like this, and twisted his eyebrows slightly: "You are lower." ”

He bowed his head, half-bent, and fell in front of her.

The corners of her eyes were bent, a little moist under her eyes, and she raised her hand to hook his neck: "I want to kiss you, lower it." ”

Yun Mo pressed down, almost touching her lips: "Kiss." ”

The book kite pressed the corner of his mouth and kissed him, and then she moved into the hospital bed, leaving a large empty space: "I want to sleep with you." ”

She was easily shy in matters between men and women, and if she hooked her twice, her face would turn red, but now that she had thrown away all her shyness, he knew that she must be scared in the morning.

"Okay." Yun Mo turned around and locked the door, took off his coat, and lifted the quilt from the book kite, he got in, reached out and went under her arm to push her into his arms.

She buried her face in his neck, breathing heavily, and she smelled his breath and buried it tighter.

Almost, almost she never saw him again.

Yun Mo didn't move, letting her mess around his neck.

"Yun Mo, I seem to like what you like, I can't help it." She didn't want to hide any more love for him, just to tell him that there was no way she loved her.

She was like a female hooligan in his neck, pecking, biting, licking, very dishonest.

She added: "I thought I wasn't afraid of anything. Her voice was low: "It turns out that I am most afraid of not seeing you." ”

His neck was a little itchy, but he was relieved, Yun Mo's tight nerve string instantly relaxed, and he hugged him: "I know." ”

He didn't know that he was no better than her: "Ruan Ruan, I'm going crazy, it's okay to just stay by my side in the future." ”

Before the murderer is caught, he doesn't go anywhere, just stays by his side.

He suppressed his voice and lowered his posture in her ear to plead, Xu is spirit has been tense, his voice is hoarse, and his eyes are red.

The book kite looked at him from a distance, and was distressed: "Okay." She touched the center of his eyebrows, the tails of his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes, revealing all her love: "I promise you." ”

"Hmm."

"Why are your hands so cold?" He unbuttoned his collar and put her cold hand on his heart, and she shrunk: "Don't move, give you warmth." ”

It's a little hot, the heartbeat under the palm is very fast, the frequency is close to crazy, she is still shy and honest at first, and then she is rubbed by her heart.

Yun Mo let her come, put his hand under her neck, and gave her a pillow.

The book kite leaned into his neck socket, probing the breath on his body, and suddenly asked, "Who saved me?" She remembered that the breath was not his, but still asked, "Is that you?" ”

She remembered that the murderer had clearly stabbed the knife before she fell unconscious, but why wasn't she injured?

He lay on his side, his back stiffened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Not me?" He was faint, and his tone was as smooth as possible: "The security guard in the parking lot just came, and the murderer scared away." ”

He promised her that he would never lie to her, with the exception of a last resort.

The first and last time.

The book kite looked at him with eyebrows: "Really?" ”

Yun Mo stretched out his hand and touched her side face, it was a little cold, he covered his hand: "Well, those memories are not good, don't think about it." ”

She wasn't very sensitive, but she knew he was lying.

In the dimly lit parking lot, she remembered that Rao's voice was panicked, it was a man.

The man called her name as if he were calling the Arcana.

He picked her up from the ground, and there was a smell of blood on her body, and a faint smell of smoke.

He smoked, he was wounded, and his arms were not warm at all, it was cold.

The book kite looked at him, the smoke was soft, there was no doubt, but he asked the process again: "Where is the person who saved me?" ”

In fact, she only wanted to know who it was, and she also wanted to know why he lied to her, but she didn't mean to blame.

She may have been demonic, she didn't believe in her eyes, brain, or heart, she only believed in him, he was what he was, even if he reversed black and white, she believed in him.

He didn't.

She called him: "Yun Mo." ”

Yun Mo suddenly approached and kissed her, his heart was winged, he didn't dare to be particularly heavy, the kiss was very light, and he was gentle to the extreme.

took all her breath and pestered her again.

The corners of his eyes seemed to be on fire, scarlet and powerful, like a changed person and not the same.

His lips and teeth were tightly entangled, and he looked very gentle, and the fire that burst out of his eyes was full of aggression, as if he wanted to eat her into his stomach.

Then hide.

"What would you do if I lied to you?" He stepped back a little, hiding the demonic desire in his eyes and breathing slowly.

Plunged headlong into it, she didn't think about the consequences.

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