Si Minghan's face was pale, and he clenched his fingers and gritted his teeth: "How do you know if it's not your own if you don't try." ”

There is something in this world that is originally their own, and it is not necessary to fight for it and fight hard.

"You" Wendy looked at Si Minghan, complicated emotions flashed in her eyes, and finally these emotions slowly calmed down, and said indifferently, "You go to the study, you are not allowed to come out without my order." ”

Si Minghan's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to refute, but he finally lowered his head slowly and said in a dumb voice, "Okay." ”

He turned to leave, walked to the door and stopped, looked back at Wendy in a wheelchair, and said softly, "Am I your son or not"

For as long as he can remember, he has not been close to him, he will send him to receive the best education, respect his desire not to study design and art, and even two years ago, he followed his heart and left Annian.

But now, he suddenly had some suspicions, because these non-interferences always carry with an indescribable alienation, just as intransigence at this time carries irrefutable coercion.

Wendy's eyes sank, the gesture of raising was old and sad, the faint sunlight squeezed through the gap in the curtains, and fell on Wendy, he was half in the light and half in the dark, the whole person was like a combination of light and darkness, which made people inexplicably afraid.

"Let's go." Wendy said lightly, "Do what you want to do, but only one point, in the future, you will no longer accept shelter, and you will not be able to use the power here." ”

Si Minghan's face changed suddenly, and his chest was also full of anger and unwillingness, but finally slowly let go of the fingers he was holding: "Okay." ”

He turned away, his steps moving from hesitation at first to faster and faster, faster and faster, as if he were running away from something.

Walking out of the tower, the heart in Simingham's chest seemed to jump out of his mouth, and he drove away, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his finger joints tightened, and blood rampant through the cyan veins.

He wants to be in peace, he must.

No matter who it is, they can't stop him.

The sun was shining during the day, but at night it was raining lightly, and the orange street lamps were unreal in the rain and fog.

"Bear with me." Huo Junyuan frowned, carefully untied the gauze on An Nian's arm, and looked up at her from time to time, "If you can't help it, grab my shoulder." ”

An Nian smiled lightly and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Lin Jingyi said that it was best to change the dressing for the wound every day, so that it would get better faster, and Huo Junyuan took the initiative to take this matter down.

"Such a big wound, how can it not hurt." Huo Junyuan frowned, blaming himself in his heart.

What was he doing while she was struggling?

An Nian looked at Huo Junyuan quietly, her eyes overflowed with infinite tenderness, as long as she could be with him, what was this bitterness.

Seeing that he was distressed, she smiled and diverted the topic: "It seems that he will definitely have a scar in the future, will you dislike it?" ”

Huo Junyuan carefully rubbed the medicine, and wrapped her in gauze gently: "You will always be my best little wife." ”

An Nian was stunned when he heard this, then he blushed, and looked at him with disgust: "What nonsense?"

Although he has been married for so many years, he couldn't help blushing when he suddenly heard him say such beautiful love words, but his heart was like drinking honey, sweet.

"I'm serious." Huo Junyuan put away the changed gauze in a bag and threw it into the trash, wiped his fingers with a tissue, and then made a case An Ji beside her, hugged her shoulder, and said softly, "When we are not together, I always regret why I didn't say more such things when we were together." ”

If they weren't so proud at the beginning, if they didn't take it for granted, wouldn't they be able to suffer less from separation?

An Nian's head rested on Huo Junyuan's chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, his heart was very steady, and he deeply felt that it didn't matter how much suffering and torture he had on the road ahead.

The important thing is that they are together.

"I'm not good either." An Nian said softly, "I'm not good. ”

Huo Junyuan lowered his head and wanted to kiss An Nian's forehead, just as she raised her head, the lips of the two collided together without warning, soft and soft, warm and warm, breathing and breathing.

He carefully held her arm, avoiding her injured arm on the premise, deepening the kiss little by little, the familiar taste awakened in his mind little by little, and the surging thoughts were like beasts breaking through the confinement.

An Nian's face was red, her fingers gently grabbed Huo Junyuan's shirt, and her eyes were soft.

"Get better soon." Huo Junyuan held An Nian and gasped, his chin was on her head, and suddenly there was a knock at the door.

An Nian's old face flushed, and he quickly sat up, turning his head in horror to see that Lin Jingyi was standing at the door with Zimo in her arms, and said with bad intentions, "I'm sorry, the little guy is hungry."

It's really strange to say, obviously she and An Nian look almost the same, but the little things can still be distinguished, and they are not honest in her arms.

An Nian straightened her hair embarrassedly, quickly hugged her little son over, and reached out and nodded a little red face, "Zimo is good".

Looking at his youngest son's pink carving, An Nian felt that his heart was about to melt, this was his youngest son, as handsome as Ziyu, as cute as Wanwan, it was so good.

Huo Junyuan's eyelids jumped, and he quickly hugged the child into his arms, sat on the side of the bed and said angrily: "Be careful of your arms." ”

"It's not that serious." An Nian stretched out his fingers and pinched his son's little face, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow, "Zimo is good." ”

Lin Jingyi watched the family of three get along harmoniously, smiled lightly, closed the door for them and left.

Huo Junyuan held the child and looked at it for a while, his eyes were gentle, his forehead gently touched his youngest son's face, and when he thought of him making the mother and son suffer so much, he blamed himself in his heart.

"You see that Zimo's eyes look very similar to you, aren't they" An Nian held his son in his arms and leaned his back against Huo Junyuan, "but his nose and mouth are like me." ”

"Let me hug me."

Huo Junyuan carefully picked up the child, his fingers lightly tapped on the tip of his nose, the little guy stared at the two of them with wide eyes, yawned delicately, and his eyelids began to fight.

"I'm sorry for making you suffer so much." Huo Junyuan was distressed, "When Ziyu was born, I couldn't be by your side, Zimo is still like this."

has always said that he wants to give her the best happiness and the most stable life, but the fact is that because of him, she has suffered a lot, and even now there are so many hidden dangers.

An Nian touched his son's warm little hand and said softly: "Fate loves to play tricks, we can't help it, but we still have to thank God, after going through so many things, we are still together, right?" ”

She also used to feel sorry for herself, complaining that fate was so unfair, she just wanted to be the most ordinary and ordinary person, why did she arrange such a bumpy arrangement for her and her children.

But now that I think about it, what could be better than being together at the moment.

"Zimo's matter, I will find a way to deal with it, you don't have to worry." Huo Junyuan's fingers on An Nian's shoulder were forced, "I have already informed Mu Bei to come to Vancouver." ”

Mu Bei's medical skills are superb, and he has always been good at traditional Chinese medicine, and he and Ming Jingyi are both hands, and they will definitely be able to solve Zimo's problem.

An Nian's eyes lit up: "Yes, how did I forget her." ”

At the beginning, Lin Kaiming was dying, but Mu Bei dragged him back from the Ghost Gate.

There was hope in her heart, and An Nian's whole person became brighter.

"Zimo, you'll definitely be fine." She was so happy that she almost cried, "You will grow up healthy and live a safe life." ”

Before she had children, she would make all kinds of assumptions about her children, to be cute and cute, to be smart and beautiful, but after every pregnancy, she had only one thought in her heart, health.

She just wants her baby to be healthy.

"Zimo is asleep." Huo Junyuan said softly, "Do you want to put him in the stroller?"

An Nian shook her head and moved towards the bed, "Put him next to me." ”

Huo Junyuan smiled, lifted the quilt, put Zimo down next to An Nian, and took off his coat and lay on the outside: "Let's lie down together for a while." ”

An Nian's eyes were crooked, and his smile was warm and soft: "Okay." ”

The little person was lying in the middle, Huo Junyuan and An Nian were on both sides, the two looked at each other, and the room was full of sweet love.

The rain outside was much heavier than before, and the raindrops gently knocked on the window like a gentle lullaby.

"Junyuan." An Nian turned off the light and softly called his name in the dark, "I've always missed you." ”

In the night, he couldn't see her, and she couldn't see him, so she could be so brave.

Huo Junyuan said softly, "I will be by your side in the future." ”

Fate can only play tricks, but he will not admit defeat.

"Okay."

Neither of them spoke again, and the room was silent, except for the breathing of the two of them gently tangled together.

An Nian thought that she would be so excited that she couldn't sleep, but she didn't expect to go to sleep first soon, and she had a good night's sleep.

The dream was full of purple lavender, and she wore a white dress and walked all the way in the sea of flowers, and her mood was joyful.

Because Huo Junyuan was on the other side of the path, looking at her with a smile, his eyes were gentle and doting, like the eyes of spring, so bright and beautiful.

"Nian Nian" Huo Junyuan reached out and pinched his little wife's cheek, "Get up, lazy worm." ”

It was rainy last night, and when I woke up in the morning, the weather had cleared, and the golden sunlight shone in through the curtains, and the dappled light and shadow were spread on the floor and quilt of the room, bright and warm. target

An Nian closed his eyes and grabbed Huo Junyuan's fingers, and pursed his lips: "Mr. Huo, I don't want to get up." ”

"Do you want me to accompany you" Huo Jun sat on the edge of the bed and kissed his little wife lightly on the lips.

Originally, he just wanted to tease her, but An Nianmei in the early morning looked like a fairy, the sun fell on her eyelashes, and the long black curly eyelashes trembled gently like the wings of a butterfly, teasing his heart.