She could only smile awkwardly, her voice pretending to be soft, and she held his hand on the side of the bed. It was very dry and warm. She put his hand on her face, with deep affection in her eyes, but
The words that came out of his mouth were like a sharp sword, piercing the smile on Fu Lingzhi's face so quickly and so hard.
"Ling Zhi, Yinmi has been taking care of Su Huanyan. I have been taking care of you for so many days. I have been guarding you every step of the way. It's me, Xiaozui. Yinmi has never come to see you.
What are you still expecting? Why are you so stupid? A person like her is not worthy of you cutting yourself eighteen times for her! In times of crisis, the person she is thinking about is Su Huanyan, not you. Don't be sad, I'm with you
With you."
Fu Lingzhi's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise and faint traces of injury. He said no more, took his hand out of hers, stared at the ceiling quietly, without saying a word, and finally closed his eyes.
Perhaps, wouldn't it be better if she didn't wake up? Wouldn't it be much better to give her a chance to start over with Su Huanyan?
Recalling that day, when he was willing to torture himself for her without hesitation, he realized how important she was in his heart. He couldn't see her hurt in any way, he cared about her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, and he even
On the way to the hospital, I began to imagine what their future child would look like, whether it would be more like him or more like her.
Love had already come, but he was like a fool and didn't know it. He even thought pervertedly that he was a little grateful to the gunman, otherwise he wouldn't know how important she was in his heart. He had never experienced that kind of heartache.
Even when Xiao Zui was like that... he had never experienced such heart-piercing pain.
He loves her. Although he loves her very much, he loves her.
But he will still be disappointed and feel empty because the person he most wants to see first when he wakes up is not there.
Yinmi stayed for a while and then went back. She drove Laitong home to sleep. Fu Lingzhi should still be in a coma. When can he make it?
When she walked outside the ward, the nurse stopped her and asked her with concern how her condition was recently. She just looked pale and her already slender figure looked even more frail. After saying goodbye politely, she opened the door.
Yi Zuimo came unnoticed, and gently leaned on Fu Lingzhi without knowing what to do. From this angle, Yi Zuimo happened to have his back to her, completely blocking Fu Lingzhi and Yinmi.
I think it's really hot.
She quickly ran over and pushed Wen Zuimo away, "You still dare to come? What are you going to do to him?"
Yi Zuimo would not have fallen down, but she deliberately stumbled and fell to the ground. Lihua cried like rain, "Yinmi! You haven't been seen for more than ten days, why did you push me when you showed up?"
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Otoya felt that what she said was strange, and glanced at the person on the bed in a daze. With this glance, she could no longer move.
Fu Lingzhi was looking at himself quietly. There was an indescribable taste in his eyes. There was a strangeness in his eyes that he had never seen before, and even a little bit of imperceptible anger.
But at this moment Nemiya didn't think too much, all her thoughts were focused on his open eyes and thin and pale face.
He's awake?!
When? After she went out? Or when Wen Zuimo came in? Why was it so tragic that she was not there when he woke up.
Fu Lingzhi felt that Otomi's expression was very vivid, with all the colors appearing on her frail and pale face, her cherry lips were bloodless, her eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, and she looked very dazed.
She was a little cute, but he interpreted her look as a panic with a guilty conscience.
He stared at her again for a few seconds, closed his eyes and tilted his head.
Yi Zui smiled nonchalantly and walked over quickly, "Ling Zhi, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Fu Lingzhi frowned and shook his head, remaining silent.
Otoya was like a bystander. She didn't even have a chance to speak. She was like a puppet, purely a dispensable decoration. Her eyes were wet uncontrollably. She couldn't tell whether she was too happy or too wronged.
He woke up, he finally woke up, but...has her Ah Zhi come back?
Why does he look at me with such strange eyes? And, no trust at all? So cold, so cold.
This was not the reunion she had imagined after a long separation, nor was it the reunion she wanted to see after separation. It seemed that everything had gone off track. He and she looked at each other as if they had been apart for tens of thousands of years, and even the words from their heart could not go smoothly.
He didn't say anything. He didn't say anything, didn't call her "Ami", and didn't even want to look at her for a long time.
Why is this happening? She has been waiting and hoping for so long, it shouldn't be like this.
The atmosphere in the ward was very strange. Not only the two parties involved felt this, but Fu Shouzheng and Gu Shuwan also felt it.
As night fell, the night outside the window was as deep as a shadow painting. Fu Lingzhi was lying on the bed, dripping slowly, and he stared at the infusion bag above his head without saying a word.
Xu Shu and Fu Shou were sitting on the sofa, looking at the young couple, each looking weirder than the other.
Logically speaking, after surviving the catastrophe, the two people should have seen each other in times of adversity. Ling Zhi, this kid, suffered eighteen stab wounds and almost lost his life because of that girl Otomi. His courage alone was a result of his education from the Fu family.
. The old man touched his gray beard and his eyes turned on Fu Lingzhi and Yinmi.
Xu Shu's face didn't look any better. She just couldn't understand what was going on with young people nowadays? I'm afraid that damn boy Ling Zhi didn't know the existence of the baby in Yinmi's belly, right? That's awesome.
Let's have some fun, these kids.
Fu Lingzhi tilted his head, and her frail and delicate body came into his eyes. Maybe the light was too bright, and her skin was strangely white, which was the color of recovering from a serious illness. There were light cyan blood vessels in the white.
, connected to her life, her expression was very calm, her brows were smooth, her eyes were dark, and he couldn't understand what was in them.
From the moment he woke up in the morning to nine o'clock in the evening, she had not said a word to him, or even put on a nice expression.
Is it because of Xiaozui? Did she misunderstand Xiaozui when she lay on him? That's because he couldn't move. If he could, he would have pushed her away. And she didn't do anything, just lay on him carefully.
After looking at him a few times.
She should understand who he pretends to care about in his heart. Fu Lingzhi thought of her expression when he mutilated himself in front of her that day in the hospital, and her heart-wrenching cry. Could it be that they were all fake?