Two days later.

Xiao An answered the phone on the balcony, turned around and returned to the bedside, "Baby, I have something to go home later, you are obedient in the hospital, I will be back soon." Xiao An leaned over and touched Su Xiyan's head, with a gentle expression.

"Okay." Su Xiyan rubbed his hand, looking well-behaved.

Xiao An rubbed with her again and left.

After Xiao An left, Su Xiyan boredly took the comics that the octopus brought to him by the bedside.

"This is a kind of loneliness, fruitlessness, spiritual hypocrisy, unscrupulous, trance-like assumptions, overthrowing unthinking ......"

Su Xiyan put down the comic and took the phone.

"Hey, big brother." Su Xiyan's face was attached, and her voice was full of dependence.

"Jiujiu." Su Ziche felt as if his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say in his throat.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Su Xiyan asked puzzled, but an ominous premonition rose in his heart, his heart was beating wildly, his voice was trembling, and he was full of fragility, "Yes, is something wrong?" ”

"Mom and Dad." Su Ziche didn't know how to speak.

"What's wrong with Mom and Dad?" Su Xiyan asked eagerly.

"The plane crashed, and there was no survivor." Su Ziche was silent for a long time, but he still spoke, and just finished speaking, he leaned against the wall like a loss of strength.

"No, it won't." Su Xiyan stood up from the ward with a 'swish', "Big brother, don't be joking, this joke is not funny at all." ”

"Really." Su Ziche said bitterly, "I also hope this is a joke my parents made with me." ”

"Mom and Dad like to joke so much, and this time it must be the same." Su Xiyan said affirmatively.

"It's true, Jiujiu." Su Ziyou reached out and took the phone.

"Impossible, impossible." Su Xiyan fell to the ground unconscious.

"Jiujiu, Jiujiu, what's wrong with you?" Su Ziyou heard the voice coming from the other side of the phone, and shouted at the phone worriedly.

"Doctor, doctor, the patient passed out." The nurse who came to patrol the ward came to Su Xiyan's ward, opened the door and saw Su Xiyan lying on the ground, hurriedly ran to the bed and pressed the ambulance bell, and then Su Xiyan picked it up and put it on the bed.

"Little sister, what's wrong?" Su Zimu looked at Su Ziyou nervously, although Su Ziche didn't speak, his eyes kept looking at him nervously.

"Jiujiu, fainted." Su Ziyou hung up the phone very calmly, but the hand holding the mobile phone betrayed him, and his hand kept shaking.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiyan woke up, opened his eyes, stared straight at the ceiling, and didn't move.

Suddenly, she got up suddenly, and ran out with a small cry in her mouth, "An An, An An ......" after speaking.

So passers-by along the way saw a beautiful girl running wildly on the road in a hospital gown.

When she ran downstairs to Xiao An's house, she was short of breath, she propped her hands on the wall, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief, only to feel as if her heart was being pulled around by an invisible big hand, and her heart was broken.

Not far away, a man and a woman hugged each other.

Su Xiyan held the hand of the wall, pressed the wall fiercely, and the other hand clasped the palm of his hand, staring at the man and the woman with his eyes.

"Xiao An, I'm afraid." An Qiaoqiao hugged Xiao An tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xiao An patted her on the back, her voice soft.

"An'an, An'an." Su Xiyan shouted softly, wanting to go up and pull the two apart, but he couldn't move a step under his feet, so he could only mumble to himself, and could only shout to himself, "Xiao An, liar, liar." ”

An Qiaoqiao and Xiao An, who were not far away, were still hugging each other.

"Why? Why? "It's like asking Xiao An, and it's like asking yourself.

"They look like a good match." A boy stood behind Su Xiyan, and his eyes were also looking at An Qiaoqiao and Xiao An not far away.

"A good match?" Su Xiyan repeated the key point in the visitor's words, "Jiang Yu, are you in pain?" ”

Jiang Yu withdrew his gaze from the two of them, looked down at Su Xiyan's side face, and was silent.

Su Xiyan turned around and stared at Jiang Yu tightly, wanting to see his emotions, "Jiang Yu, are you in pain?" ”

"It hurts." Under Su Xiyan's gaze, Jiang Yu felt that he could not escape, turned his head not to look at Su Xiyan, and replied in a low voice.

"But I don't hurt." Su Xiyan's eyes were dilated and there was no focus.

When Jiang Yu heard her words, he was so shocked that he immediately looked up at her, only to realize that she was wrong, "Su Xiyan, you, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, what can I do." Su Xiyan had hesitated for a long time, but finally made a decision at this moment, looking at Jiang Yuyan and smiling, "Go to my house and sit down, I will give you back what you gave me." ”

"What's that?" Jiang Yu tried to recall what she had given her, but found that what she had given was not important.

"Let's go." After speaking, he turned around and left first, with a firm back.

Jiang Yu saw a hint of determination.