Even though Fang Yabo defended Fang Luchen like that, his actions made her angry, but she still couldn't hate him!

How willing she was! How willing to give up loving him!

She can't stop loving, how can she be willing to hate!

The three words Fang Yabo, at this moment, were like a 'tight spell', strangled on Moran's head.

Just the mention of these three words made her feel painful.

But she couldn't help it.

It was she who willingly put on this 'tightening spell'!

Chu Jiangmo, who was leaning against the wall next to the door of the ward, lowered his head and put his hands in his trouser pockets, silently listening to Moran's cry.

The eyes that were like a secluded pool, and a distressed look flashed in the depths.

It was the woman he loved, she never cried, and now she cried so badly for her dead child and for Fang Yabo.

He wanted to rush in and comfort her, but he couldn't!

Besides, what if he rushed in to comfort her?

These things have to be faced after all, and if it hurts now, it won't hurt so much in the future.

It's just that he is not reconciled, the woman he has always loved is now so easily injured by others.

He was reluctant to let her be hurt in the slightest, but with others, she was bullied like a fool!

He let go because Lan Yan loved Fang Yabo very much, and Fang Yabo loved Lan Yan very much. Anyway, if his mind is not known to her, then even if he quietly lets go, she will not know.

But that stupid girl is now scarred and refuses to say anything.

But his grievances, he understood.

The person she loves, although she stands on the legal and moral point of view, wants to defend Fang Luchen. But he was a little colder and didn't understand her feelings.

She just needs a little, a little warmth. What she wants, from beginning to end, is just a little doting, doting regardless of it.

Fang Yabo can't give it, he can give it, but she doesn't need it.

Chu Jiangmo laughed at himself in a low voice, when it comes to love, he is a complete loser.

But even so, so what!

He will no longer hand over his beloved to others to protect. It was a wrong decision to hand it over to Fang Yabo at the beginning.

It would be good for him to protect her in the future, and he would protect her well.

Listening to the crying sound coming from the ward, Chu Jiangmo sighed softly, stood at the door of the ward, and gently pushed open the lightly closed door.

Seeing Moran's crying bitterly, his heart also cried with him. It was so sad, so sad that he felt like he was about to suffocate.

Lan Ash, don't cry.

Chu Jiangmo looked at Mo Lanyan distressedly, his lips moved slightly, and he was silent.

Hurt the present and the future will be fine.

Even if it hurts a little more now, it won't hurt so much.

Lan Ember endured it, and it was good if it hurt.

Those eyes as bright as the stars, when they looked at Moran Ash, the look in their eyes was unconcealable pity and deep nostalgia.

What he will love silently is just a Moran Ember from beginning to end.

In his opinion, Moran Ember is the sun, illuminating his world and bringing warmth to his world. Her smile was like sunshine, sprinkled on his body, so that he no longer felt cold.

As for him, it's the planet that revolves around the sun. He was willing to revolve around her every moment 365 days a day.

"Orchid Ember."

"Orchid Ember."

"Orchid Ember."

"Embers ······"

Chu Jiangmo gazed affectionately at the woman who was sitting on the hospital bed and crying, and silently shouted her name, over and over again, tirelessly.

Every time he pronounced her name, his heart ached.

But he is so persistent that he refuses to stop.

Maybe only by doing this will he be able to hurt with her.

It's just that she feels sorry for him, and he feels sorry for her.