The tears are dried, flowed out, and wiped away again, but they are still hazy.
Yan Rong carried Yan Ying into the room with his own hands, and she followed behind him obediently, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing Yan Rong's treatment.
When passing by Nineteen, she couldn't help but glance at him.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that someone so similar to herself existed in the world.
Although Nineteen is a man, she is a woman.[
However, when Ruoruo looked at him, it was like looking into a mirror, his features, eyes, nose, and lips were all the same.
If it hadn't happened like this, she would really have her eyes widened in surprise.
Alas, when his veil was lifted at that time, if the resemblance was not so great that it was almost unreal, how could Yan Ying stop in surprise and not kill them all?
Maybe this is fate, a disaster for her and Yan Ying.
She pursed her lips and didn't say much. She had more important things to do. Compared with Yan Ying's life, any hatred could be temporarily put aside.
If there was an accident, she would personally hold Nineteen and go down to find him.
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"Ruoruo, go in and have a rest. Even if Ying'er stays here, he won't know it. It will take a long time for him to wake up." The knife did not stab the heart, but it was really seriously injured. Yan Rong did not dare to be careless at all, and personally
Taking care of you, never leaving.
Ruoruo, on the other hand, stayed by her side, serving her tea and pouring water without any hesitation.
No complaints! No excessive inquiries!
The soul in her body seemed to be drained out along with Yan Ying's deep sleep. Her eyes were so empty and empty, so deep that it was shocking.
This is never a good sign.
This little girl is also a woman who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. She may be thinking about something in her mind right now.
"Ruoruo, do you believe me?" In desperation, Yan Rong forced her to rest on a chair. That position was very close to Yan Ying and she could hold his cold palm.
"Believe it!" she replied softly, focusing all her attention on Yan Ying.