He was injured like this, it was not easy to pick up a life, and he tried to sit up so quickly, did he think he was beaten with iron?

Unable to get her answer, Quan Mo simply tried to sit up by himself, and with every movement, his face became ugly, and his lips were slightly open, unable to control the slight tremors of pain.

Seeing this, An Ge had no choice but to help him, put the pillow up for him to lean on, and tuck the quilt on him.

He was wearing a pure white hospital gown, and the hospital gown looked very thin.

Quan Mo looked down at her busy for him, stretched out his hand that was infusion to hold her, his dry lips lifted slightly, and he said with some difficulty, "I want to listen to you." ”

"What do you want to hear?"

An Ge asked obediently.

"Listen to you scold me."

Kwon Mo Dao.

"......" An Ge stood beside his hospital bed, his hand was held by him, and the person leaned close to him, and the expression on her face froze when she heard it, and she lowered a pair of black and white eyes.

Listen to her scold him.

The air seemed to be frozen, for a long time, An Ge reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, "Quan Mo, you like to be abused so much?" ”

"Yes, I like it." No poisonous tongue, no hehe, he admitted it in one mouth, his eyes stared straight at her face, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme.

"But I don't want to scold you." An Ge said lightly, looking at him calmly, "I said it, I accept it." ”

“……”

Quan Mo needed to vent, but her voice was soft, like a slamming punch to his chest, soft, powerless but blocking every vein in his heart, making him breathless.

Pain roamed through his body, unbridled and insolent.

Quan Mo sat against the pillow, a pair of eyes staring at her deeply, the pain in his chest was intense, and he grabbed her hand tightly, "Ange." ”

He pronounced her name, sweat dripping from his forehead.

An Ge lowered her eyes, her hand aching from his hand.

"You don't have anything else...... Want to say it? He asked.

"Yes." An Ge said, pulling his hand out of his hand, putting his hand on the infusion flat, not letting him move, and said calmly, "I've been thinking about ...... these days"

Before she finished speaking, Quan Mo asked eagerly, "What do you want?" ”

An Ge looked up at the infusion bag, checking how much was left inside, and said, "I was thinking, it turns out, the word selfish...... It can also be a luxury for people. ”

“……”

Kwon Mo looked at her in silence, and was punched hard in the chest again.

It turns out that the word selfishness ...... It can also be a luxury for people. There was more or less desperation in these words, which made him extremely uncomfortable to hear.

The pain in his body seemed to be getting worse desperately.

"But it's nothing now, I'm glad you reconciled with your senior." An Ge said lightly, and there was nothing more to say after speaking, he just looked at him and said, "Are you tired, if you are tired, you will sleep for a while." ”

"I can't sleep."

Quan Mo said in a low voice.

"Then I'll read to you?" An Ge asked.

"You're desperate, aren't you?" Quan Mo insisted, insisting on digging out all her feelings, wishing that she would scold him a few words, even if he didn't care about his body and punched him a few times.

His voice was hoarse, not like his usual magnetism.

His face was no longer handsome, haggard and sickly, except for a pair of eyes that were as deep as ever.

An Ge listened to him quietly, stood there, met his gaze, and then said calmly, "I don't know, anyway, it's just like this." ”