The crumbling three-legged staircase suddenly tilted down in the direction of Cheng Hongming, and there was only a third of a second reaction time, and Jian Lin reflexively stepped forward and pushed him away.

With a "bang", the ladder smashed right on Jian Lin's forehead, and she fell to the ground in response, gurgling blood flowing out of her head.

"Jian Lin......" The man vigorously pushed away the ladder pressed on her body, did a simple bandaging with a neat movement, and then picked up the woman lying on the ground and strode towards the position of the Bentley Mulsanne.

The injury was not particularly serious and the rescue was very timely, Jian Lin was quickly out of danger, she was lying in a quiet independent ward, and she had not yet woken up with her eyes closed.

The man sat at the head of her bed, his complicated eyes always falling on her gauze-wrapped forehead, and this woman had the courage to make a decision to take it on his behalf at the moment of danger.

Not every love can be sacrificed to such a point, and it is worth taking out the value of life to wait.

He stretched out his slender fingers leisurely, touching her fair and soft cheeks little by little, the doctor just said that although she was out of danger, whether she could wake up or not depended on the creation.

He sat quietly at the head of the bed, watching her all day, and the woman lying on the bed turned pale, as if she showed no signs of waking up.

The man walked out of the room restlessly, leaning against the white wall in the doorway, lit a cigarette and took two puffs, and coughed deeply from choking.

This hospital is a little indescribably familiar, and it is also a coincidence, You Lan should live in the corner of this floor. He couldn't help but take a step and slowly walk towards the location of the ward.

As the night deepened, the corridor of the hospital seemed to be more secluded, and he looked in through the dim light, and Cheng Hongxin was concentrating on feeding her porridge.

He was so close to her that he had to put spoonfuls to her lips, and his cautious attitude was full of pampering, and the woman's face always had a gentle smile on her face, as if she was satisfied with the taste of the porridge.

A bowl of porridge was quickly fed, and Cheng Hongxin took out a thick photo album from the bedside table, and turned it over page by page, and the two of them were talking and laughing.

He turned away in a lonely way, his heart felt like someone had slashed him with a knife, and the pain was so obvious that he felt a little obvious.

The man just now was completely invisible through the window, the smile on You Lan's face stiffened, and some dull eyes fell on those photos, she didn't seem to hear what Cheng Hongxin was saying at all.

"Do you remember...... Cheng Hongxin raised his eyes with great interest, and suddenly met her distracted face, and the words he just asked came to an abrupt end.

"Hongxin, I'm a little tired and want to take a break." Inadvertently glimpsed the back outside the window, her heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the sea, and the melancholy that was too thick and too deep came to the surface bit by bit.

The man helped her tuck the quilt and watched her face slowly close her eyes, and the corners of her lips hooked a faint smile. Even if his body is weak, even if he is lying quietly on the hospital bed, he still has that kind of sick beauty.

Being able to get out of the detention center must be the love between her and Cheng Hongming, it seems that she still cares a little about herself in her heart, maybe after a long time, she can squeeze out the man's position in her heart little by little.

Cheng Hongming returned to Jian Lin's hospital room in despair, she was still quietly closing her eyes, there was no sign of waking up at all, the man leaned over to her ear, and a faint cool voice seemed to be about to penetrate her ears, "Haven't you always wanted to be with me?" If you're obedient and well-behaved enough, wake up quickly, and I'll ...... Always by your side. ”

The woman on the hospital bed looked completely unmoved, as if she hadn't heard at all, and only the beating of the heart monitor could be heard in the room where the needle had fallen.

At dawn the next day, the sky was white, and a faint light slipped in through the gaps in the curtains, and the woman on the hospital bed with no blood on her cheeks had come to her senses.

Trying to remember what happened yesterday in the park, the picture is clearly presented in front of me.

She moved slightly, and found the man lying next to her who was keeping vigil, the man was probably very tired, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were closed, and the position of the center of his eyebrows folded out deep and shallow ravines. She was a little obsessive-compulsive, wanting to stretch out her fingers to help him soothe him, but she was worried that she would wake him up because of this action.

Suddenly, his eyebrows seemed to frown deeper, and he muttered a certain name in his mouth.

He shouted, then shouted again, and Jian Lin knew him

It's talking in a dream. It turned out that it was always the woman who could enter his dream.

His mood seemed a little flustered, Jian Lin was so appeased that she touched his black hair with her hand, that woman always brought her sadness and sadness, but he never forgot her.

She suddenly remembered what her brother had said before he died, and stayed by his side to make him happy, as if at this moment, she had understood the deep meaning of this sentence.

There are some things that cannot be hidden, and there is no way to disguise them, such as love and poverty.

"Lan'er ......" The sharp and frightened voice pierced the air above, and the man reflexively grabbed Jian Lin's chaotic hand, and was caught off guard by his eyes.

Jian Lin's heart skipped a beat, but the sharp voice made her suddenly understand why her brother would leave such words before he died.

The dream just now was so terrible, he dreamed that You Lan and Cheng Hongxin walked into the wedding hall, no matter how he shouted behind him, the bride didn't look back at all. He kept running, but he couldn't keep up with them.

"You woke up, how do you feel? I'll take a look. Jian Lin had already sat up from the hospital bed, and the man got up and came to her and carefully examined her wounds, since she was able to wake up, it meant that there was no serious problem.

The light in the ward was very dim, the man walked under the window and opened the curtains, Jian Lin said indifferently through the scenery outside: "Does she also live in this hospital?" You...... Do you want to see her? ”

"She already has someone by her side, she doesn't need me!" When the man said this, his body was facing away from her, and his long figure was bathed in the morning light, revealing a little lonely style.

When he turned to face her again, he had already gathered all his worries, sat back on the edge of her bed, pulled her hand up gently, and his gentle voice was elegant, "Why are you so stupid?" Thankfully, nothing serious? ”

"I've read a book before that says in an emergency, the body reacts faster than the brain! So I didn't think about anything at the time, and it was my instinct not to let you get hurt. ”

She touched the white gauze on her head and asked him to bring her small backpack, which contained the mirror she carried with her, and looked carefully left and right.

"I asked the doctor just now, the skin trauma is not very serious, it will not leave scars in the future, as long as you can wake up, there will be no major problems."

There is no girl who does not love beauty, let alone a girl who has not found her husband's family in the boudoir.

"You don't have to comfort me, the edges and corners of that ladder are smashing on my forehead, even if it doesn't break the face! It also has to leave a shallow trace. It's over, it's over, I don't want anyone anymore......"

She was so aggrieved that she pouted her pink little mouth, her bright eyes were wet, and she rubbed the gauze on her head left and right, with a very worried expression.

The man took the mirror in her hand, grabbed her two hands and put them on his mouth and kissed them, his dark eyes were full of indescribable warmth, "Who said no one wants you, I'm not your boyfriend?" If you're willing to nod your head, how about we'll take a wedding photo shoot when you're discharged from the hospital? ”

Jian Lin nodded her head like a chicken pounding rice, and the tears of excitement fell out so suddenly, and her voice could be heard trembling obviously, "What do you mean...... Do you want to marry me? ”

"Is there anyone else in this room besides you?" He looked around as if unintentionally, the corners of his lips hooked into a chatty smile, his fingers pinched her face, and gently called her "silly girl"!

Jian Lin plunged into his arms, enjoying the joy of falling from the sky, did she save the galaxy in her last life?

She suddenly "giggled" and laughed, and then laughed so hard that she had a headache, it was already a gift from God to be able to walk into his life, and she was fortunate to be involved in his life after that.

Bony fingers caressed her long satin hair, the soft touch was real, but the contents of his eyes seemed empty and empty.

She hid in his arms and couldn't see his expression at all, her cheek pressed against his chest and listened to the heartbeat inside, and the man collected the gentle smile he had just had, his expression slowly becoming stiff and lonely.

"You're going to want to marry me, it's a surprise, I thought ...... Can only be your girlfriend. You don't want to make a promise because you save a hero because of beauty, right? ”

She maintained this relationship carefully, for fear that she would say or do something wrong, and she would no longer be able to stay by his side. The little head melon had been lifted up in his arms, and his eyes were looking at him deeply.

"The cause is always a little trivial compared to the effect, isn't it? As a result of our relationship, you will become the rightful Mrs. Cheng! ”

He looked at the little woman in front of him seriously, as if he was forcing himself to engrave her appearance into his eyes, because there was a deliberate component, so there was always a hazy phantom in this burning affection.

Happiness is like a colored bubble that even a little bit of sunlight can puncture.

"It's certainly the best outcome, but I'm still a little greedy and want to know...... Do you love me? ”

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