Chapter 32 Isn't the life of a single dog worth anything? Is it okay to abuse casually?
The question was asked heavily, and Xia Tian couldn't answer it for a while.
Probably not waiting for her answer, Mu Jinchen became short of breath, tightened his wrist, and clenched her hand tightly.
"You won't leave me, you promised me to be with me forever. We once made a promise to the shooting star, Tilt, you said in person, you will love me for the rest of your life. ”
Lifetime......
Xia Tian blinked, and a tear slammed on the back of his hand.
"Hmm." She ran her fingertips over his pale face, "I promised." ”
Mu Jinchen's tense nerves loosened because of her words, the smile on his lips deepened, and his eyelids gradually became heavy, but he insisted on asking: "When I woke up, the first thing I saw must be you, right?" ”
Xia poured a pain in his heart, like a thousand knives.
She bent down, slowly pressed her face against his chest, and whispered, "Yes, it must be me." ”
Mu Jinchen smiled, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he said softly: "Come up, sleep with me." ”
Huo Qingsong: ......
"Ahem!" He coughed. Hey, hey, hey, I'm a human being, not a pile of wood, okay?
Mu Jinchen didn't look at him at all, just looked at Xia Tian stubbornly.
Xia was embarrassed: "You are still hanging a little bit, I will squeeze you." ”
"Ahem, ahem!"
Sister, I'm here! Can you two converge a bit?
Mu Jinchen stared at her stubbornly, his eyes burning: "Sleep with me." ”
Xia Tian couldn't stand his eyes the most, nodded, and really climbed into bed and lay beside him.
Huo Qingsong: ...... What the hell am I here for? Lighting?
After Mu Jinchen waited for her to lie down, his heart completely settled down, and he finally fell asleep peacefully.
Huo Qingsong looked at a man and a woman lying on the bed, rolled his eyes, and turned to leave.
"Doctor Huo!" Xia Tian called him softly.
Huo Qingsong's face darkened, "You won't let me watch you sleep, right?" Isn't a single dog's life worth anything? Is it okay to abuse casually? ”
Summer is full of black lines.
She smiled, "Doctor Huo, is it convenient for me to meet with his psychiatrist?" ”
Huo Qingsong raised his eyebrows: "You want to help him?" ”
Xia tilted his head and looked at the man who was sleeping peacefully.
The quiet eyebrows and eyes, as sincere and innocent as a child, the pale face and the white sheets blend together, so weak that it makes people feel frightened, so good-looking, so fragile.
He lay quietly on the bed, like an unreachable immortal in an ancient painting, making people just want to cherish and care for it, and not to bump it for the rest of his life.
"Yes." Her eyes gradually became resolute, "Since I remember, I won't let him suffer alone." ”
This love is for two people. No matter how difficult it is, it has to be faced by two people.
Huo Qingsong finally showed his first sincere smile tonight: "Okay, I'll arrange it." ”
Thinking of something, he frowned: "This is the hospital, you pay attention to the impact." Forget it, I'll close the door for you. ”
He thought about it in pieces, closed the door tightly, and continued to patrol the room.
The night receded, and the early morning sun lazily shone on the earth, evaporating the mist.
At seven o'clock in the hospital, gradually began to have a sound, family members brought breakfast to visit, patients came out in twos and threes to take a walk.
Mu Jinchen opened his eyes.
There were no curtains on the doors and windows of the hospital, and he was not used to waking up to face the sunlight in the room, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of anger. His hand moved, and he touched the next position, but it was empty.
He froze and sat up sharply.
What about tilting?