Or anger, or cute, and even appearing in her dreams, she turned off under herself, her charming face.
I have been immersed in my thoughts, and I did not notice that there was one more person in the ward.
Father Han's eyes have been fixed on the man who covered his eyebrows. Although he covered his eyebrows, he still saw his handsome and extraordinary chin. He saw his handsomeness.
His heart became irritable. Han Shaoqi opened his hand and found that a person was sitting next to the bed, looking at himself motionlessly, his eyes were deeply thought.
Han Shaoqi slowly sat up. After a few days of rest, his body had recovered a lot. "Grandpa, you are here, why don't you call me?"
Father Han did not answer Han Shaoqi's question, but asked, "I just thought about it?"
Han Shaoqi was silent, and suddenly became angry, "Grandpa, don't start with her in front of me."
Watching Han Shaoqi was so angry, Master Han sighed slightly, Qier, you still pretend to be in your heart.
Otherwise, I wo n’t be able to suppress the anger when I hear her name, and the calmness that has been trained in the past.
"Qier, Grandpa said something to tell you."
Han Shaoqi didn't want to return, "If it is related to her, don't say it, I don't want to listen."
"Qier." Mr. Han drank, although the spirit was not as good as before, but the majesty was still there.
Han Shaoqi heard it, a little grievance, but still sitting upright, "Grandpa, you have to know, she doesn't like me at all, she has been lying to me."
"Qier, do you know who you are in the coma these months, who are taking care of you?"
"Who can you have, who can have grandpa, who can have a grandfather?" Saying this, Han Shaoqi's heart was puzzled and unconscious. I could not perceive the outside world during the previous time.
Later, gradually, the feeling became clearer.
Even in the coma, it seemed to hear anyone murmur, and even a cold thing slipped over the cheeks.
The power to massage yourself is not light or heavy, just right.
But Han Shaoqi denied that answer.
She is close to herself, and she has a different purpose. How can she take care of herself so laboriously.
Watching the expression on Han Shaoqi's face was uncertain, but he didn't want to admit that fact, Master Han couldn't help spoken, "Qier, escaping can not solve the problem at all."
"During that time, the person who did his best and took care of you meticulously was exactly the one you thought at this moment."
Han Shaoqi suddenly raised his head and looked at Master Han, "Grandpa, what I thought at the moment was only my parents and grandpa you."
Dead duck's mouth is hard, so it has been like this since childhood.
Death refuses to admit the thoughts in his heart, and he has to be alone in the bottom of your heart.
Father Han seemed to be much older for a moment.
Han Shaoqi was a little sad, and he didn't see it in just a few months. The grandfather who had done a lot of acting and spiritual spirit in the past. At this moment, the white hair and his eyes were full of love, and he would never repeat it.
After all, it is for yourself to become like this.
Han Shaoqi has some blame. In the past, the romance was ignorant, and he did not know how to share the responsibility for them.