"What is your relationship with her? What are you? ”

The man's fierce gaze and mocking tone shot straight at Man Youyang, who chuckled lightly and met Luo Xiangyu's eyes without fear.

That's right, he was laughed at, is he too restrained recently, and the momentum around him has faded a lot, making people think that he is a little white rabbit who can be kneaded by others?

"I was the one who rescued her from the rooftop that was about to jump, and I was the one who sent her to the hospital for many days, what do you think I am?" Man Youyang doesn't know where this man's arrogance comes from, although it is undeniable that he is indeed Mu Shaohan's husband, but he is about to rob people as soon as he enters the door, which is really unacceptable.

So in an instant, Luo Xiangyu was at the loss again, he was silent, his mouth was tight, he stood like this and stalemate with a few people for a long time, and finally said lightly: "Miss Tang go back, I'll guard her tonight." ”

Tang Xiaotang looked up at Luo Xiangyu in surprise, seeing that his expression was full of unquestionable firmness, she nodded inexplicably and agreed, as if she suddenly thought of something before leaving the ward, stood at the door and hesitated, and finally left without saying anything.

She wanted to say something about Mu Shaohan's amnesia, but she didn't plan to say it in the end, I don't know if it was out of bad taste in her heart or something else, in short, she just didn't want to tell him, anyway, he would know when Hanhan woke up tomorrow morning.

After they left, the inside and outside of the ward finally quieted down again, Luo Xiangyu walked back to Mu Shaohan's bed, raised his hand and gently touched her cheek, and there was a real touch from his fingers, like an electric current running through his body, and Luo Xiangyu, who was comfortable, let out a sigh.

He forgot to ask Tang Xiaotang one thing just now, that is, whether Mu Shaohan's depression has improved, he has heard of many people who suffer from depression before, they are all ordinary pain, but he doesn't understand it after all, so he has to wait for her to wake up tomorrow morning.

With self-reproach in his heart, Luo Xiangyu sat on Mu Shaohan's bed against the wall, put one hand around her and fell asleep.

The next day, he was woken up by a bustling itch, and it turned out that the little man in his arms woke up, and his little head arched back and forth.

Luo Xiangyu looked at the hair on top of her head and felt a burst of apprehension and joy in his heart, he stood up, ignoring his numb arms and legs, bent down and greeted, "Morning." ”

The man who had barely slept all night had a cyan stubble around his mouth and a smile on his face, which was a very terrible image of a strange uncle in Mu Shaohan's eyes, she put her head under the quilt and ignored him.

Such an energetic action does not look like a depressed person would do it, Luo Xiangyu's heart relaxed by three points, and he raised his hand to pull Mu Shaohan's quilt to confirm.

But helplessly, she grabbed it too tightly, and Luo Xiangyu was reluctant to use force, for fear of hurting her, so he had to let go and coax: "Is it okay to stick your head out?" ”

It took a long time for a muffled voice to come out of the quilt, "Who are you?" ”

In a word, Luo Xiangyu was stunned in place, he felt that his head was not enough for the first time, and hurriedly pulled the quilt that Mu Shaohan was holding in his hand, although he still had that expression on his face, but the anxiety in his heart almost overwhelmed him, but he couldn't pull the quilt hard, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Luo Xiangyu let go of his hand, walked to the door, and hid behind the door to observe the movement on the bed.

Sure enough, after a while, the quilt was lifted by her, revealing a small head, and she looked around with big eyes like Bambi, and when she saw that no one was coming, she let go of the hand holding the quilt with confidence, and at this moment, Luo Xiangyu rushed over with lightning speed.

Mu Shaohan couldn't react, she was grabbed by Luo Xiangyu before she could grab the quilt, and a slightly cold voice came from above her head: "You look up and take a good look at me, who am I!" ”

The voice is quite sad, and it will not be a good feeling for any husband to be forgotten by his wife.

As if listening to Luo Xiangyu's words, Mu Shaohan looked up at Luo Xiangyu and observed him carefully. There was a hint of curiosity in his expression, as if he was looking.

On the sharply cut face, Yingting's thick eyebrows are wrinkled together at this time, and then down is a pair of obsidian-like eyes, from which he is reflected in the eyes, his facial features are more three-dimensional set off by the high nose bridge, and a pair of thin lips are closed, in short, he is very handsome It is true, but for some reason, this face seems to be somewhat similar to the teenager who has been these days, but it feels like the taste is completely different.

The more he looked at Mu Shaohan, the more clearly Mu Shaohan could feel the fear coming from the depths of his heart, until it magnified to an extreme, and he couldn't help but hold his head and scream.

The screams pierced the ward, attracting the doctors who were outside, who rushed in and immediately examined Mu Shaohan, instructing the nurse to take a tranquilizer and inject her.

Mu Shaohan gradually quieted down, but at this time, her face was covered with tears, and Luo Xiangyu wanted to hug her distressedly, but she avoided her.

"What's wrong with her?" Luo Xiangyu turned around when she heard the sound, only to see Tang Xiaotang walking in with a lunch box in her hand, she looked at Mu Shaohan, who was obviously in the wrong state, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that your face stimulated her?" ”

And Luo Xiangyu was a little embarrassed by her question, but Tang Xiaotang really thought so, the reason why he agreed to stay last night was because Shen Yunyuan said, 'Let Mu Shaohan face the root of the pain', and now it seems that the effect is remarkable.

Tang Xiaotang nodded with some joy, and decided to let Luo Xiangyu stimulate her more in the future.

Luo Xiangyu will come over in the next few days, sometimes he will bring some books to relieve boredom, sometimes bring Mu Shaohan to eat, his perseverance is in the eyes of everyone, so half a month later, Luo Xiangyu proposed to take Mu Shaohan home when the three of them were at the same time.

This time, they did not decisively refuse, but showed a hesitant look, mainly because Mu Shaohan not only did not recover his memory after being stimulated these days, but had a tendency to like Luo Xiangyu more.

Seeing that they were all silent, Luo Xiangyu said: "Since you want Shaohan to recover her memory, and the current stimulation doesn't work, it's better to let her go back to Luo's house, after all, that's where all the problems happen." ”

What he said was leaky, it was all for Mu Shaohan's sake, in fact, his only selfish intention was to keep her away from Man Youyang, and the young man's inexplicable feelings for her made Luo Xiangyu feel a sense of crisis.

What is rare is that in the end, everyone unanimously did not object, Luo Xiangyu forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and he went back without changing his face and began to put on Mu Shaohan's clothes.

Her expression was full of innocence, and getting along with Luo Xiangyu these days made her no longer have the fear she had when she first saw him, but felt close, so she didn't stop Luo Xiangyu's movements, but just said curiously: "Where are we going?" ”

Luo Xiangyu stopped the movement in his hand and looked at her with a smile and said, "Let's go home." ”