Jiang Ruan would be extra tormented every time he came to his aunt, so he would hold her every time and rub her stomach night and night, so that at least he could relieve the painful feeling a little.

When she was asleep, he would rest for a while.

But this time I don't know what's going on, she just can't sleep, Fu Chi can only patiently tell her what has happened over the years, how much he loves her, and tell her all the little details one by one.

Because Jiang Ruan was absent from his past, he was particularly interested in what happened to him in those years.

After all, Fu Chi at that time, according to his personality, may have a little inferiority, and he hasn't even said a word to her for two years.

Listening to the man's deep and magnetic voice, Jiang Ruan shrank into his arms, but the expression on his face was slightly silent.

She quietly covered the position of her heart with one hand, and began to beat that tingling and torturous beating, the feeling of stopping at any time, her breathing couldn't help but speed up and deepen, and her forehead slowly soaked with cold sweat, but she didn't show it.

This is quietly listening to Fu Chi slowly talking about those things.

How long she will live, maybe this year.

After all, seizures are becoming more frequent.

As for whether it was saved or not, she thought, this matter was still too fantastical after all.

"Fu Chi."

"Huh?"

"I really want to try to have a baby."

Fu Chi's dark eyelashes trembled, his big hand covered the back of her head, and stroked it gently, but his voice still didn't fluctuate: "It's okay, wait until you get better." ”

Jiang Ruan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, she smiled silently: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

She knew that she would never be able to resist this man in some things, and she had seen the degree of his stubbornness.

It's just that she may not have a lot of time.

……

The frosty and snow-filled earth was immersed in wisps of cold air, and thousands of rays of light shone through the gaps in the pine trees, spilling on this chaotic world.

In the early morning of winter, there is always some mist, and in the park of the hospital, many elderly people come out for a walk, staggered by threes and twos, and exhale hot air between their snorts.

Lu Yiyu walked slowly on the gravel path, he only put on a black down coat, and he didn't even close the zipper, the cold wind was in his bones, but he stood there and took a deep breath.

It has been many days since I was hospitalized, and now Shi Guanlin's trial is official.

Because the circumstances are serious and heinous, and the amount of money involved is very large, the final sentence is life imprisonment.

I can't get out of it in my life.

In fact, this incident is not particularly unexpected, he has been exposed to these things for so many years, and he can predict the result from the beginning.

And such an ending also happens to tell him.

This road is destined to be no turning back.

Lu Yiyu stood under a pine and cypress tree, looking up at the snow that had not yet melted.

The unknown bird stopped in the treetops and flapped its wings, and a small cloud of snow fell and smashed on his neck.

He shuddered slightly.

He didn't let people tell Shi Tingbai about his hospitalization.

Why do you want to add any more trouble to him at such a time?

Lu Yiyu rubbed his eyebrows, tightened the clothes on his body a little, and turned around to go back.

Just at the moment of turning.

I saw the man standing behind him.