"When?" Teng Yue frowned and thought for a moment, "I get used to arguing with her every day. If I don't argue with her for a few days, I feel uncomfortable all over. Before she was chased away by other boys, I
You have to strike first to gain the upper hand!”
It turns out that it was because Su Zilin went on a blind date that aroused Teng Yue's sense of crisis, and he thought of pursuing her.
"Your admiration is so different!" Most men don't value face, figure and connotation, but he values being able to scold him. Xiang Yimo patted him on the shoulder, "However, I still hope that
You have it all at your fingertips. I will prepare a lot of diapers as your wedding gift!"
"Little Momo, under Nangong Han's training, you are becoming more and more sinister!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" Xiang Yimo put away his smile and said seriously, "I leave Zi Lin to you, but you must not bully her!"
"Do I have the ability to bully her?"
"You are so self-aware!" She finally brought this couple together, and her painstaking efforts were not in vain. "By the way, is Zi Lin's health okay?"
"You are as strong as a cow, how can anything happen to you?"
Xiang Yimo frowned and asked worriedly, "If you give her so many potions, will there be any side effects?"
"They are all vitamin E and folic acid nutrients."
Xiang Yimo narrowed his eyes and smiled with a sly and intelligent smile, "Are you too impatient?"
"Mo'er, run quickly... I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you..." Chu Zhanjin's white, chapped lips were slightly open, and urgent calls kept coming out.
He seemed to be entangled in a nightmare, his eyelids were trembling, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hair on his temples was wet, his head kept shaking slightly, and intermittent shouts escaped from his mouth.
Masako wrung out a towel and wiped his cold sweat, "Xiang Yimo! Xiang Yimo! What I think about in my heart and what I say in my mouth is all about her! But she has abandoned you a long time ago, why are you still treating her so badly?
I will never forget her! You regard her as a treasure, but you are just a piece of grass in her eyes!"
Chu Zhanjin stretched out a hand, as if trying to grab something, "Mo'er, I don't want to leave you... I don't want to..."
Every call he made was like a sharp bayonet, piercing Masako's heart decisively, and blood immediately flowed down.
Masako sneered bitterly, "In front of Xiang Yimo, I am as insignificant as a speck of dust, so you can never see my existence!" The watery eyes were filled with ripples, creating circles of sad ripples.
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She suddenly stood up, threw the towel in her hand into the basin, and "pop!" white water splashed out.
The hot palm stretched out in the air suddenly grabbed Masako's hand. Chu Zhanjin, who was nervous and eager, suddenly became calm, and a warm smile spread at the corner of his mouth.
Masako turned her head and saw his sleeping face as peacefully as a baby, and her heart suddenly softened again, "I must have owed you too much in my previous life, so I let you torture me like this in this life!"
Although Masako knew that Chu Zhanjin's smile was not for her, she still couldn't bear to pull his palm away.
"Jin, please, don't torture yourself, and don't torture me! I don't ask for your love, I just hope you can value my existence!" A drop of ice crystal tears bloomed quietly in the corner of her eyes, twinkling with snacks.
Broken light.
Masako leaned down and put his big palm on her cheek. The hot temperature burned her fair and tender skin. Her heart had already sunk. Even if the result was catastrophic, she would not look back.
A kiss mixed with salty and hot tears fell on the back of his hand, so affectionate, so gentle...
Chu Zhanjin suddenly opened his heavy and misty eyes, and was stunned for two seconds. He blinked weakly, and the blur in front of his eyes gradually dissipated like fog. He tightened his fingers and suddenly pulled his hand back.
As soon as Masako's hand was empty, he was slightly frightened for a while, then turned his head leisurely, "You saw me instead of Xiang Yimo. Are you disappointed?"
"Where is Mo'er? Is she safe?" Chu Zhanjin said in a heavy and hoarse voice.
As soon as he woke up, he was not concerned about his physical condition, but about her comfort. Masako's heart had already become cold and cracked, unable to make any waves.
"Why do you care so much about her? She didn't even look at you. She doesn't care about your life or death at all!" In order to make Chu Zhanjin give up, Masako had to lie.
"She doesn't care about my life or death..." the hoarse voice repeated, and Chu Zhanjin closed his eyes weakly, "No, she won't be so cruel!"
"Since you don't believe it, you can wait! Let's see when she comes to see you!" Masako has already said such decisive words to Xiang Yimo. With her character, she will never appear in front of Chu Zhanjin again and disturb her.
their lives.
"Knock! Knock!"
As soon as Chu Zhanjin heard the knock on the door, he immediately opened his eyes, a trace of expectation flashed in his dark eyes, "Come in!"
The ward door opened and a nurse walked in.
His shining starry eyes suddenly became as dark as midnight, as if thick dark clouds had obscured the starlight in the sky.
"Mr. Chu, the doctor thinks that your high fever persists and that you may have other complications, so he wants to draw your blood for testing..."
"No need!" Chu Zhanjin interrupted the nurse directly.
The fact that he has brain cancer must be kept secret, and he does not want to spend the rest of his time in the eyes of others with sympathy and pity.
"Jin, it's safer to have it tested."
"Contact my personal doctor, I want to be discharged from the hospital!" Chu Zhanjin sat up with support.
Masako opened her mouth, as if she wanted to persuade him, but she didn't have any weight in his heart, so she stopped talking and silently turned around to make a phone call.
Chu Zhanjin immediately picked up his cell phone. The signal in the hospital was a bit weak, but he still dialed the number he knew so well.
The ringing rang for a long time and no one answered, so it was transferred to voicemail.
Chu Zhanjin thought for a long time and murmured, "Mo'er, I'm fine! I just called you to know if you are okay..." After a long silence, he lowered his head and hung up the phone silently.
On the other end of the phone, Xiang Yimo was picking up the phone and listening to his wheezing voice and heavy breathing. It took a long time before she heard the hang-up sound. She whispered, "I'm fine, you have to take good care of yourself."