But Si Nanyuan felt that no matter how painful his heart was, it would definitely not be able to withstand the pain that his little baby was enduring at this moment.

In fact, looking at Tang Wan, who was sleeping with the help of anesthetics, Si Nanyuan was contradictory.

He hoped that she would not wake up for a while, so that she would not feel the unbearable pain.

But he hoped that she would wake up sooner, because only by hearing her open her mouth and looking into her clear eyes could his heart fall to the ground.

Only by feeling her vivid vitality again can his heart be steady.

Si Nanyuan sat on the chair next to the bed again, held Tang Wan's hand without infusion, brought it to his lips, and kissed it gently.

"Baby, you can sleep at ease, I will wait for you here, guard you, and not go anywhere."

……

Tang Wan didn't know how many times she had woken up from the rooftop.

I can't count how many times Shen Jingchen threw her down.

It was so long that she suspected that she would not be able to get out of this life, and she would be tortured in this recurring dream.

In a trance, she actually gave birth to an illusion.

That is, she seems to have gotten used to it, and when she was thrown off the rooftop, although the hatred was still there, the fear in her heart had been eliminated a lot, and she was no longer so afraid.

What is this?

Is there joy in suffering?

I don't know.

She didn't know.

There were so many times that she didn't even know why she was here.

Only know the numbing repetition, and repeat.

And I don't know how many times she was thrown off the roof by Shen Jingchen, when she fell heavily to the ground, closed her eyes and waited for the dream to repeat again, she suddenly felt that her body was being picked up.

Although it felt like it was only for a moment, this embrace was so familiar to her!

It's Si Nanyuan's.

She has to play coquettish in this embrace almost every day, and has been hugged by him countless times for various reasons.

So there is absolutely no way she will admit her mistake.

Wait a minute...... Si Nanyuan?

Why did Si Nanyuan appear in this dream.

And why did it only exist for a short second and then disappear?

Wrong...... She shouldn't be in a dream!

And this idea had just been generated in Tang Wan's mind, just like a spark on a prairie fire, instantly burning away those useless and false disguises, and bringing her memory back to reality.

Memories of being stabbed before coming to the dream flooded into her brain.

She was injured and unconscious!

Si Nanyuan!

Si Nanyuan must still be waiting for her, she has to wake up!

She had to wake up!

She can't live her whole life in a dream!

Dreams have finally changed, even distorted.

Tang Wan could feel that she was still in Si Nanyuan's arms, but she couldn't open her eyes.

There was a rumbling thunder in his ears, and there was also the call of Si Nanyuan.

After several struggles, she inexplicably returned to the rooftop again.

Tang Wan looked at Shen Jingchen in front of him, his heart was crossed, he turned around and jumped without hesitation, and took the initiative to jump off the roof for the first time.

He opened his eyes.

And the moment her eyes recovered, what she saw was not the ceiling of the ward, but Si Nanyuan's face that was intertwined with worry and exhaustion.

His eyes glowed with a faint blue, and the worry in his eyes instantly turned into joy.

The corners of his tight lips also rose slightly.

Thinking that she had a fever before, Si Nanyuan could keep her silent all night.

So this time, how long did he have to worry and feel distressed about her?

Before the pain of the wound could be felt, Tang Wan's heart was pinched fiercely first.

"A-Yuan ......"