She struggled to open her eyes again, her pupils shrinking when the familiar face came into view.

"Are you sober now?" The man in front of the bed frowned, and there was still a trace of panic and caution in his eyes, "Yan'er, don't sleep anymore, you've been sleeping for a long time." ”

Mo Yan stared at the man in front of her tightly, but all the voices were choked in her throat, she moved her lips, and found that she couldn't say a word, but the tears in the corners of her eyes slipped down uncontrollably.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else uncomfortable? ”

In her vision, blurred by tears, she watched as the man nervously shook her cold hand, and then gestured to get up, "I'll go ...... right away"

Seeing that the man seemed to be leaving, she subconsciously used all her strength to hold the man's hand with her backhand.

"Don't go ......"

She was afraid that it would be another dream.

For some time, as long as she closed her eyes, she would dream of him.

But when he opened his eyes, he was gone.

"I ...... Isn't it...... Still dreaming? ”

Her voice was hoarse, and every word she uttered, it felt like a knife was cutting through her throat, but it was no match for the pain in her heart.

I couldn't see her weak and sad appearance at all, Jun Muhan sighed lightly, lowered his head, gently covered her lips, and kissed her gently.

"Does it feel real right now?" He asked with a low chuckle, and then bit down on her slightly red and swollen lips, "Wouldn't it be more real?" ”

Mo Yan trembled, reached out and hugged him tightly, preventing him from getting up again.

It's not a dream, she's not dreaming.

"Jun Muhan...... Jun Muhan ......"

She whispered his name over and over again, as if tirelessly, until her red lips were firmly sealed again.

"I'm here. Won't go. ”

The man's gentleness finally calmed her restless and frightened heart.

"Jun Muhan, I finally found you......" she smiled, but tears slipped down again, and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you......"

"Yan'er, never say the words 'I'm sorry' to me......" Jun Muhan gently picked her up, then leaned on the head of the bed, and pillowed her head on his legs.

She held him so tightly that he was really afraid of hurting the fetus in her womb.

Sikong Xing said that now her body is very weak, and her meridians are seriously damaged, I am afraid that she is not as good as ordinary people.

"Okay, you can say anything." Mo Yan's voice trembled slightly, she was very tired, but she didn't dare to sleep again, she was afraid that she would close her eyes and not see him again when she opened her eyes again.

A trace of distress crossed Jun Muhan's eyes, "Are you still tired?" If you're still tired, sleep a little longer. ”

Although he missed her very much, and did not want her to fall into a coma again, he could not see her weak appearance.

"No, I'm going to look at you."

Mo Yan opened his eyes and looked directly at Jun Muhan, his serious and cautious look as if Jun Muhan would disappear in the next moment.

Jun Muhan caressed her pale cheeks.

"I said I wouldn't go again. Won't let you go. ”

He'd let her go once.

At that time, he had no choice, how could he let her go so easily now?

"Where have you been for the rest of the month? Why are you hiding from me? ”

"I just woke up yesterday." Jun Muhan played with the green silk scattered on her shoulders, "It was Sikong Xing who saved me." ”

He didn't actually plan to live that day.

It's just that later he didn't deserve to die and met Sikong Xing.