Hearing her words, Lu Qingchen's eyes sank, and the hand holding her tighter.

"Dye."

The voice is low and hoarse, suppressing the truest emotions.

He didn't like to hear her say the word breakup.

Although he knew that she was afraid of herself, there was nothing she could do.

He still wants to be with her, wants to be close to her, wants to hug her, wants to look at her day and night......

He wanted to tell her that he was much better.

Song Xingran raised his eyes and saw his injured eyes.

His three-dimensional facial features are handsome and beautiful, but the breath of his whole body makes Song Xingran a little scared.

It's still that familiar feeling.

Song Xingran took a step back, but his hand was still held by Lu Qingchen, and he couldn't get away from him at all.

Her instincts told her that she should run away from this man now, but she couldn't.

She has not yet asked about her mother's whereabouts.

Song Xingran took a deep breath, didn't dare to look at his deep eyes, just lowered his eyes and stared at the ground.

"Lu Qingchen, you can't always be so domineering."

When she said this, her tone was sullen.

Some grievances.

Maybe even Song Xingran herself didn't notice that when facing Lu Qingchen, in addition to being afraid, she would also have a lot of small emotions.

Grievances, complaints, coquettishness, these are all natural.

Because during the time she was with him, she had already gotten used to his pampering.

When Lu Qingchen heard her say this, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

The surrounding anger gradually dissipated.

Lu Qingchen glanced at her hand, although it was smeared with medicine, the back of the white hand was still red.

His eyes couldn't help but be stained with blood, but they were fleeting.

"Let's go."

He let go of her hand and stepped forward.

Song Xingran pursed his dry lips and fanned his eyelashes.

He actually ......

Soon, the two arrived at the hospital.

Song Xingran frowned, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

But I couldn't help asking.

Because at least she should be glad now that her mother is still alive.

Lu Qingchen took Song Xingran to a VIP ward.

There were two bodyguards standing at the door of the ward, and when Song Xingran and them arrived, they happened to see Song Siyan who opened the door and came out.

When he saw Song Siyan, Song Xingran was shocked.

"Brother!"

Why is my brother here?

Song Siyan didn't expect to see Song Xingran here.

He set his eyes on Lu Qingchen, and a bright light flashed in his eyes behind the lenses.

Hooked his lips and smiled: "Tsk~ It seems that you still lost to my family Xing Dye." ”

Lu Qingchen glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head slightly, and looked at Song Xingran in front of him.

"Go ahead."

He did lose.

He never won either.

Even though Song Xingran had many questions in her heart, at this moment, she couldn't care about anything else, and rushed into the ward by instinct.

In the hospital room.

Song Yunqing lay quietly on the hospital bed, with a good face, his face was pale, and he looked a lot thinner.

In the ward, it was so quiet that only the sound of the ECG monitor remained.

"Mom."

Song Xingran shouted in a low voice, tears rolling in his eyes.

The person on the bed did not respond in the slightest, and was still in a deep coma.

Song Xingran stepped forward, squatted beside Song Yunqing, and gently held her hand.

Song Siyan glanced inside the room, and then looked at Lu Qingchen.

I saw the man leaning lazily against the wall, his eyes gloomy, and he couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow.