"You left for a week, and he moved in."

Luo Nanchu was slightly stunned for a moment, and raised his head to look at him: "You don't tell me like this?!" ”

What does a week mean? Half a year, it's been half a year! Fu Tingyuan has been hospitalized for half a year, and they have been hiding it from her until now?!

There was anger in her eyes, there was blame, there was an uncontrollable anger that seemed to burn from under her dark eyes. Yan Qingfeng sighed again: "...... Nan Chu, if it weren't for the last resort, Ruyu and I wouldn't want to come over to trouble you. We all want you to have a new life and don't waste your time on things that don't matter......"

"He's the inconsequential thing?"

That's not what it meant. I mean, we all want you to start over, after all, you're ...... with him," he paused, then sighed. "Now I'm sorry for you, it's me who is my brother, it's too selfish." In the past, for Fu Tingyuan's good, he hoped that Luo Nanchu could leave him; Now for Fu Tingyuan's good, he has brought Luo Nanchu back.

He really didn't have the face to meet her.

Luo Nanchu glared at him for a moment, and then walked forward without saying a word.

He has been hospitalized for half a year.

In other words, he may have been diagnosed with illness before she left.

But why didn't he tell her? Is it unwilling to trouble her? Are the two of them so unfamiliar?

The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.

She stopped in front of a hospital room, looked at the ward number, hesitated for a while, and couldn't muster up the courage to push it away.

She wasn't ready yet, what would her expression be if she saw Fu Tingyuan, who was terminally ill in the ward...... She could have a breakdown.

Just as she was thinking, the door of the room, which was hidden, was suddenly opened from the inside.

She was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at the person who opened the door, and the other party's gaze fell on her face, and there was a hint of surprise in her dark eyes.

"Why are you here?" He quickly regained his composure and smiled slightly at her, a gentle smile on his handsome and gentle face.

Luo Nanchu bit his lip tightly, burst into tears, and stepped forward to hug him.

Her face was buried in his blue-and-white hospital gown, and warm tears wet the fabric on his chest.

Fu Tingyuan was slightly stunned, and after a moment, he slowly raised his hand and gently wrapped his arms around her constantly twitching shoulders.

Luo Nanchu cried for a while, and only when his emotions calmed down did he raise his head to look at Fu Tingyuan with red eyes.

He looks a little whiter than he did half a year ago, and there's nothing bad about him.

"You ......" She sighed slightly, looked at Fu Tingyuan, then pursed her lips, pushed the person back into the room, looked him up and down for a while, and then touched him.

Fu Tingyuan held her hand and touched him underneath, and couldn't help but smile: "Chu Chu, don't be so enthusiastic when you come, I can't stand it." ”

Luo Nanchu withdrew his hand from his palm, raised his head and looked at him a little confused, then puffed up his face slightly, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that Yan Qingfeng is lying to me?" …… Are you alright...... It's okay. The tension in her heart slowly relaxed, and she lowered her head and wiped the tears that overflowed.

"Yan Qingfeng said that you are sick, very sick." Luo Nanchu choked up and said, "It's just scared to death." Why are your family so annoying, this kind of thing is a joke. ”