Su Yue responded lightly, "Got it." ”

With her arms on the window, she looked at the people walking on the road under the haze, wearing a mask and covering her mouth.

Yet her heart flew to places she didn't even know.

Yan Rusheng said, "Let's call home every day." ”

"Hmm." Su Yue nodded lightly.

"Yueyue." Yan Rusheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Yue, and his voice suddenly became louder.

Su Yue's thoughts were completely pulled back, and she turned her head to look at Yan Rusheng in confusion.

Yan Rusheng pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled at her, "Third brother believes that you can." ”

Su Yue was a little surprised.

She was surprised that Yan Rusheng would encourage her, and it should be said that she was surprised that the third brother, who was cold and arrogant and vicious, would also say words of encouragement and comfort to others.

After a pause, Su Yue also smiled slightly.

Qiao Chen had only been awake for a week, and authoritative experts from relevant fields in China came to consult him and unanimously recommended that he be sent to the T Hospital of the country.

It is the world's authoritative brain hospital, and there have been successful cases like Qiao Chen.

After lying in the courtyard for more than a month, the original sunlight was gone, and he was as thin as a paper man, as if a breeze could blow him down.

Su Yue and Qiao Chen sat in the back seat together, and she grabbed his hand tightly.

His fingers casually rubbed his thin, protruding knuckles, and the car drove at an even speed in the direction of the airport.

Su Yue gradually became a little tired, she tilted her neck, and her head gently rested on Qiao Chen's shoulder.

Qiao's mother sat on the other side of Qiao Chen, Su Yan sat in the passenger seat, and Yan Rusheng drove.

It was quiet in the car.

Today is Saturday, I got off the viaduct, there was a little jam on the road, and the car stopped.

Su Yue suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, she covered her stomach, and only felt like a river and a sea in it.

At another traffic light, although Yan Rusheng started to step on the brakes early, he was very steady when he stopped.

But Su Yue's surging stomach was still stimulated.

'Vomit'

She clutched her chest and quickly bent over.

"Su Yue, what's wrong with you?" Qiao's mother asked with concern.

Su Yan also turned his head and looked at Su Yue worriedly, "What's wrong?" Uncomfortable? ”

He asked as he pulled out two tissues and handed them to Su Yue.

Su Yue waved her hand, "It's okay, it's a little motion sickness." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and took it, wiped her mouth, and wiped off what she had just vomited on the ground.

"Let's take a sip of water." Su Yan casually picked up the cup on the cup holder, unscrewed it, and handed it to Su Yue.

It was a lifelike cup, Yan Rusheng glanced at it, but did not speak.

It was for Su Yue to drink, and he could accept it.

Su Yue drank the water, took a sip, and felt a little more comfortable, but the disgusting feeling never completely disappeared.

……

Four years later!

A seven-star garden hotel in Kyoto has a sign that is chartered today from a distance.

On the street lamp poles within a radius of two kilometers, there are wedding photos of President Rongsheng and his wife, talented and beautiful, and they are envious of countless passers-by.

In the dressing room, the petite and delicate woman leaned on the white princess chair, the white sand mopped the floor, and her long black hair reached her waist, scattered on her back.

The makeup artist is putting her on makeup.

A slender and tall man, wearing a black handmade suit, a white shirt, and jet-black hair, he made a look with a little styling product.

Lining his original handsomeness is the icing on the cake.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned elegantly on the back of the chair next to him, tilted his neck, and looked at the little woman who was putting on makeup without blinking.

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