Even when Muloluo's voice sounded in the quiet ward, Zeng Haoran didn't even respond, as if he was trapped in a terrible nightmare.
Seeing his beloved like this, Muloluo couldn't help crying. He took his hand and put it on his cheek, calling his name over and over again. There was wet liquid sliding across his palm.
Familiar humming sounded in his ears. Zeng Haoran slowly turned his gaze to Muloro's face. His eyes gradually became clearer. Finally, his body shook violently and he instinctively grabbed Muroro's handle with his backhand.
She held him in her arms.
"Luoluo~ Is it you?" Zeng Haoran couldn't believe it, thinking that he was crazy about missing her. He hugged Mu Luoluo tightly and kissed her cheek frantically with his chapped lips. He couldn't find her lips while trembling.
Muloluo didn't struggle, and touched the face that appeared thousands of times in his dream with both hands, his heart twitching painfully, "It's me, Haoran, how did you turn yourself into this? Why are you so stupid, why?"
He sucked all her tears dry, and he thought he had regained her. He was ecstatic, and his weak body burst out with powerful power, tightly clinging to the person in front of him.
"It's really my Luoluo, you are back with me."
Murong Shui watched the two of them sinking into the river of sorrow, curled up his mouth and couldn't help crying, but couldn't bear to disturb them, so he covered his mouth tightly with his hands and escaped in embarrassment.
"Why are you crying?" Zeng's mother, who was guarding the door, was surprised when she saw Murong Shui burst into tears.
"Aunt, why don't you allow them to be together? They love each other very much."
"You don't understand. She has another man's child and she must not enter our Zeng family." Zeng's mother looked determined, but she still didn't have a trace of regret.
She thought she could face him calmly and stop crying when she saw him again. It turned out that she was just lying to herself. However, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. Someone has to wield a sword to cut off love. He can't do it, so let her do it.
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Mu Luoluo calmed Zeng Haoran's emotions, and finally got out of his arms. She stopped crying and stared at him, "Zeng Haoran, we have broken up. Can you stop being so stupid?"
Zeng Haoran stared at her blankly as if he didn't understand, stretched out his fingers to trace her eyebrows, and said in a very soft voice, "Luoluo, are you blaming me for not taking good care of you when I was unconscious?
But do you know how much effort it took me to get out of the darkness? I couldn't open my eyes every day and every night, and my consciousness was blurry, but there was always a sweet voice in my ear calling me and calling me.
Zeng Haoran, she said, wake up, please wake up, okay? When you wake up, I will never leave again. When you wake up, we will be together and never separate."
"I spent all my strength to break through the shackles of darkness and opened my eyes. I remembered that the person I loved was Luoluo, and I wanted to find her, but damn~ I didn't recognize anyone's face, including yours
Face~ When I remembered, He Rui told me that you were getting married~"
"Luoluo, tell me, how can I forgive myself?" Zeng Haoran's fingertips sadly crossed her eyebrows, leaving a traceless but tragic pain.
Muloluo raised his face and tried not to let tears flow down. He trembled his lips and said, "It's just that we are not destined to be together. It is impossible for us to be together in this life, so why do you have to force it?"
"But Luoluo, I don't believe in fate. I only believe in your words. As long as you nod, I will follow you to the end of the world, and I will be happy to do so."