Probably in some kind of desire, he buys a property everywhere he goes.

Although he won't live in it most of the time, as long as the property exists, he feels an inexplicable sense of ease.

This is probably a little hobby of his.

Fu Qiran thought as he gently stroked Ruan Jiaojiao's face.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was lying flat on the bed, looked fragile and pitiful.

The blood stains on her clothes seemed to be on her body. blooms downward, outlining a kind of broken beauty.

Fu Qiran looked at her quietly for a while.

Then he got up and walked to the bathroom.

Two minutes later, he walked out with a hot towel.

Ruan Jiaojiao's face was also stained with some blood.

He half-crouched on the edge of the bed, gently wiping the blood from her face, neck, and hands.

The blood had already coagulated, stubbornly staining Ruan Jiaojiao's body, as if it wanted to merge with her.

Fu Qiran didn't dare to push too hard, so he could only change the hot towel over and over again and patiently wipe it for her.

Time seems to be infinitely extended, and under this sunshine, the atmosphere seems to become warm.

But at this time, Ruan Jiaojiao was in darkness.

Ruan Jiaojiao clearly realized that she was dreaming.

Have a dream full of darkness.

The coldness swept over her body, and although she knew that she was dreaming, she couldn't help but hug her body tightly.

In a trance, she saw a pair of eyes.

Cold, not at all mixed with other emotions in the eyes.

Those eyes fell directly on her, no tenderness, no pampering, not even a glance at a stranger.

In these eyes, she was as small as an ant on the side of the road.

She recognized the eyes.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The brightness of her eyes made her stunned for a moment.

She woke up from that dark dream.

The pain in her arm reminded her that she was awake.

She blinked quickly, her eyes clear.

She tilted her head and looked at Fu Qiran, who was lying on the side of the bed and asleep.

The cyan color in the eye sockets seemed to remind Ruan Jiaojiao that Fu Qiran should have not rested for a long time, so he would just lie on the edge of the bed and fall asleep.

Ruan Jiaojiao stretched out her right hand, and when she was about to touch Fu Qiran's face, her fingertips trembled.

She withdrew her hand.

Fu Qiran seemed to feel something, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in an instant.

"Jiaojiao."

His voice was still a little sleepy, but more of an indescribable sense of exhaustion.

"Mr. Fu, how long have I been in a coma?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked.

"It's been two days." Fu Qiran grabbed the hand that Ruan Jiaojiao had just withdrawn and kissed the ring on her ring finger.

"Jiaojiao, you've finally woken up."

was kissed by Fu Qiran, and Ruan Jiaojiao found the ring on her hand.

"This ring ......"

She was stunned for a moment.

"I put it on Jiaojiao." Fu Qiran said, "Jiaojiao's birthday gift to me, of course, I have to wear it for Jiaojiao personally. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips and looked at the ring, her eyelashes trembling.

"Jiaojiao is not happy?" Fu Qiran sat up, his fingertips gently rubbing the ring on Ruan Jiaojiao's hand.

"Nope." Ruan Jiaojiao said, "I just feel a little regretful." ”

"I originally wanted to have a happy birthday with Mr. Fu."

"Who thought ......"

Something like that will happen.

was caught off guard, and broke into her life so vigorously and subverted her concept.