She babbled a lot, and the old man listened patiently all the time, and he didn't feel so nervous when he listened.

In the end, she patted her chest and assured the old man, "Didn't the master say that Ah Cheng would be fine if he married me?" I can't do anything else, it's just that my life is very hard, grandpa, you relax, Ah Cheng will be safe. ”

The old man said three "yes" in a row, and after hanging up the phone, he ate a little more food under the persuasion of his children.

In fact, not only the old man Nan and the Nan family are nervous and worried, but also Nan Yecheng, who is the party concerned.

Su Xun looked at the young man who was sitting in the courtyard reading quietly.

His skin was very white, not the sickly pale of when he first arrived, but a healthy jade white.

Under the setting sun, his handsome face was glowing with fine light, and the whole person exuded a warm and dusty temperament, which reminded Su Xun of an ancient poem: Mo Shangren is like jade, and a gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

However, she knew how many storms were hidden under this calm, and the shadow of death was eroding him little by little.

Nanye Cheng has always been restrained, whether in life, work, or even in bed.

He wouldn't ask her every day, at least one day in between, and sometimes it was so hard that even if she wasn't uncomfortable, he wouldn't touch her for at least three days.

But the last few days have changed, and he longs for her almost every day.

Every time she saw tenderness and love in his eyes, his movements unconsciously became intense, because of uneasiness, but also because of reluctance.

Watching him suppress his emotions, Su Xun was distressed.

She walked over and hugged Nan Yecheng's neck from behind, and said to him coquettishly in a soft voice, "Ah Cheng, I'm hungry, I want to eat the white fungus soup you made, the fish-flavored shredded pork and the Dongpo meat." ”

A beam of light rushed into the pitch-black sky.

Nan Yecheng took her hand into his palm and replied gently, "Okay." ”

The fifteenth day of July has arrived in a blink of an eye.

This night, the two lay on the bed and hugged each other quietly.

Nan Yecheng smelled the faint fragrance of the familiar alabaster on his little wife's body, and slowly spoke, "The first time you came to see me in the hospital, I thought that this lesbian was thin and dark, but her eyes were very bright, and she didn't feel annoying, so she could get along." Later, I was unconsciously attracted to you, but I warned myself that I couldn't be emotional about you, and I couldn't drag you into the abyss, so I deliberately distanced myself from you and kept my distance from you. But when I saw you walking with other men, I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, and I couldn't restrain myself from jealousy of the man who was standing next to you. ”

His tone was as gentle and soft as ever, but Su Xun could hear the deep love and unwillingness in it, "I still think so to this day, as long as I think that there will be another man to take my place in the future, I will go crazy with jealousy!" ”

The young man's eyes were red in the dark, he clenched his palms tightly, and his heart was almost dripping with blood as if it had been cut through by a sharp blade.

But his voice was still calm and restrained, "I can't give you any promises, but at least I can guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing in the next life, and my grandparents have also promised me to take good care of you, and if you like someone else after I die......"

I didn't finish the words, and I was blocked by warm lips in my throat.

Su Xun bit his lip fiercely and said, "I won't like someone else, Ah Cheng won't die, you said you would accompany me for the rest of your life!" ”