Unable to share this good news with Fanhua for the first time, Jiang Hannian deeply regretted.

He couldn't hold back his excitement and joy, so he simply went to the hospital and shared the good news with his mother.

Mother Jiang was naturally extremely happy, holding his hand, just like all mothers in the world, she firmly believed that her child was the best and smartest.

"Year after year, you've finally come out of it." Jiang Mu sighed.

"Well," Jiang Hannian nodded heavily, thinking of Wen Fanhua, "I want to thank someone, her name is Wen Fanhua." ”

Looking at Jiang's mother, Jiang Hannian's eyes lit up, "Mom, do you have an impression of this name, it is that she once saved a girl who was about to jump off the building!" ”

"It's her, remember, of course. At that time, you were still not familiar with her, but now you are familiar with her, when will you bring her to the hospital to meet me! "Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, from her son's expression, Jiang's mother has already seen something.

"Next, next time," Jiang Hannian hesitated, but agreed in the end.

Afraid that her mother would misunderstand Wen Fanhua and not want to come, Jiang Hannian also deliberately explained, "It's not for other reasons, it's just that she manages a large company every day and is busy." ”

"Okay, I know, I understand, I can come to the hospital and let me take a look, I'm satisfied." Mother Jiang was full of smiles.

She should, won't she refuse, right?

Jiang Han began to ponder, only to find out that he had promised his mother, but it was not certain whether Wen Fanhua would come or not!

But he soon stopped worrying.

If Fanhua didn't want to come, he would bring her anyway on the grounds that his mother wanted to see the people who were helping them.

The words "I will never hurt you" echoed in his ears, and the warmth in that tone warmed his heart all the way.

Jiang Hannian had a feeling that she would not really refuse to come to the hospital after saying so.

Although the secretary said that Fanhua would take three to seven days to go home, Jiang Hannian always looked forward to it, and every night and morning, he had to knock on Fanhua's door a few times.

Every time, I look forward to her opening the door from the inside and appearing in front of me.

May 20th.

It's the fourth day that I haven't seen flowers.

When he went out early in the morning, Jiang Hannian knocked on the door next door again, but no one opened the door.

"Didn't you say you would be back in three days? It's been four days. Jiang Hannian muttered, muttering dissatisfiedly, even walking into the elevator, he was a little listless.

On the fourth day that Wen Fanhua was not at home, I missed her at home! In the elevator, Jiang Hannian thought.

Wait a minute, why does he care so much about Wen Fanhua, and he still cares about her all the time, and even thinks of her inadvertently.

This feeling, delicate and dense, is not real, and when I suddenly look back, I find that everything she has already repeated in my mind many times.

The feeling of scratching your heart and lungs and wanting to see people but not seeing them is called missing.

Not seen for a day, such as every other three autumns.

Jiang Hannian seemed to understand the meaning of this sentence.

But not only one day, but four days, twelve autumns have passed.

Why hasn't Wen Fanhua come back?

Complaining and missing lasted until Jiang Hannian went home in the evening.

He came out of the elevator and was about to go home, when he found a man with a suitcase standing in front of the next door to open the door.

The face described was clearly the Wen Fanhua he was thinking about.

"You, you're back?" Jiang Hannian's eyes burst out with a light of extreme surprise.

Without thinking about it, he ran wildly from the elevator and hugged the flowers.