Cheng Haoxuan stood there, shook his head, and smiled, this little thing is really ......

It's always easy to hold his mood.

Speaking of which, he actually didn't have to come over, but he was still not at ease in his heart, and he always felt that he couldn't settle down if he didn't see it with his own eyes.

What a pestering little thing.

He looked up and saw that the light in Cheng Yao's room was on, so he turned around and walked back slowly.

I got home, took a shower, lay down, and while chatting with her, I chose a couple sweatshirt for the two of them, but didn't tell her.

Cheng Haoxuan coaxed her to sleep before putting down the phone and closing her eyes.

The cold air, the snow-white hospital bed, there was a body covered with a snow-white cloth, and there was an emotionless voice in the ears of an instrument that showed no signs of life, drip-

Cheng Haoxuan sat up from the bed suddenly, he gasped heavily, his hand tightly grasped the placket of his clothes, as if he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't stop gasping.

By the time his breathing had slowly subsided, he was already in a cold sweat.

But Cheng Haoxuan didn't have any mood to care about that, he covered his face with his hands, wanting to force himself not to recall, not to think, but he couldn't control his trembling hands, let alone the pictures that kept popping up in his mind.

Cheng Haoxuan's eyes had an indescribable light, as if it was a yin owl, but it was like a beast that began to go crazy after being injured, he stretched out his hand to get the cigarettes in the drawer of the bedside table, and wanted to calm down with tobacco, but first saw the exchange diary.

Time seemed to stand still.

The memories that had been unbearable were scattered like the ebb tide, and the air became lighter and less heavy.

With the bedside lamp turned on, Cheng Haoxuan flipped through their exchange diary, thinking about Cheng Yao.

I don't know if she sleeps well or not, her hands and feet are cold every time she arrives in winter, and I don't know if she is comfortable when she sleeps at night. Cheng Haoxuan suddenly remembered that Cheng Yao said that he had put a hot water bottle in the quilt, and he was a little relieved, but he began to worry about whether the hot water bottle would not keep warm......

Thinking about these questions, Cheng Haoxuan couldn't help laughing, thought for a while, and wrote all of them with this light.

After finishing writing, he lay down again, pillowed his arms, looked at the diary on the bedside table, thought about Cheng Yao, thought about it, and fell asleep so slowly, but he didn't dream of Fang Cai anymore, and the night was peaceful.

When he went to class on Monday, Cheng Haoxuan gave her the diary and happened to meet Lu Yingzi, who looked back at them several times.

Back in the classroom, Cheng Yao looked at the diary he wrote, and looked at it, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded, like ripples.

Then, Cheng Haoxuan received a message from Cheng Yao: [Husband~^_^]

Cheng Yao thinks that Cheng Haoxuan is so verbose, if you don't know, I'm afraid you will think that he is her father.

However, there is always an unstoppable sweetness in my heart.

She couldn't help but read what Cheng Haoxuan wrote again, and couldn't help but laugh again.

The phone vibrated and she looked down at his reply.

Cheng Xiansen: [I almost saw my husband. 】

Cheng Xiansen: [So...... Can I understand that it is baby, have you once again expressed your intention to marry me? 】

Poof-

This one! That's not the way it is, isn't it?