Chapter 142

Xia Weiran didn't speak any more, but he also acquiesced in disguise. At the same time, he let Wang Qiao completely confirm this matter.

"Wei Ran, what are you going to do now?"

"What are you going to do?"

Xia Weiran gently repeated these two words, fell into deep thinking.

"Ah..."

Wang Qiao has always been kind-hearted and doesn't like to procrastinate. But seeing Xia Weiran's trance, she really can't bear it.

"Forget it, forget it!"

Wang Qiao doesn't want to say anything more. Some things need time.

"Have a rest. I have another round of house search. I'll see you later."

Xia Weiran nodded gently. After Wang Qiao left, he began to think about it seriously.

Room 1307.

Mu Yifan came to the door of master Mu's ward, and master Mu's room was always a big problem for him. After such a big thing, coupled with Yue Leshan's stubbornness, it was even more difficult to get through him. The most important thing is that now even Xia Weiran

damn!

Mu Yifan's eyebrows are tight, and his heart seems to be expanding rapidly. He wants to explode!

After a long time.

Mu Yifan opens the door.

Because there is mu Yijing in the ward, the atmosphere is very active.

When Mu Yijing sees Mu Yifan coming in from outside, he greets him warmly.

"Brother! Are you awake? Come on, come on

Mu Yifan can't hide his cold breath. He goes to the old man's bed and says.

"Grandfather!"

"Hum!"

Master Mu snorted coldly, his expression was still severe, but when he saw the bandage on his hand, it turned into a thick worry.

"What's the matter with your hand?"

"Grandfather, you are eccentric. I have come so far to see you, but I haven't seen you care so much about me!"

On one side, Mu Yijing looks sad.

Mu old son is not angry of white eye own two grandsons, turn to say to Mu Yifan.

"What's going on?"

"Oh... Grandfather, you have to ask me about Leshan! Right? Sister Leshan

Mu Yijing didn't know what to think about in his heart. As soon as the words changed, he left the problem to Yue Leshan.

Yue Leshan was stunned for a moment. She looked at Mu Yifan's melancholy but perfect face like Apollo's. her eyes were complicated.

"Grandfather, Yifan's hand is because you suddenly fainted. When I sent you here, I hurt it. There's no big problem."

Yue Leshan's delicate face was smiling, but bitter.

"It's like this..."

Mr. Mu's eyes shuttled on these two faces. His intuition told him that it must not be like this, but he couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation.

"Brother! Don't stand. My grandfather said he wanted to drink water. Pour me a cup. "

Mu Yijing was sitting there, with the face of an old man.

"Son of a bitch, don't you see your brother's hand hurt?"

Mu old man's eyes a horizontal, this spirit spirit really can't see that he is an old man who just did a big operation.

"Grandfather, I don't take you so eccentric."

Mu Yijing is unconvinced.

"Grandfather, I'll pour it for you."

Seeing this, Yue Leshan came to ease up.

But master Mu's temper is stubborn.

"Leshan, don't go. You'll accompany Yifan. Son of a bitch, I want you to pour water. Do you hear me

Mu Yijing angrily gets up and winks at Yue Leshan when she passes by.

Yue Leshan smiles awkwardly and feels very uneasy.

Dusk West sink, outside the window winter will pass, but still persistent cold.

Xia Weiran in the ward, staring out of the window, thinking about what happened and what will happen.

This year.

It seems that from Christmas, happiness has become an end.

Gu Panpan's car accident, Lin Yue's appearance, Mu Yifan's disgust, and... Mu Yifan's sudden sadism.

She suddenly didn't know what would happen in the future. Could it be worse? Or is it all over.

Wang Qiao asked her about her future plans.

Yes, what's your plan for the future?

Days are still so long, some things will follow, she can bear the anger of Mu Yifan several times? How many times can she survive like this?

She questioned, hesitated, and became afraid to face.

The original wishes seemed to have changed unconsciously. What she expected and waited for seemed to have disappeared overnight.

She was suddenly afraid, even afraid, those who can't see the future, for her, even have no meaning to insist on. No matter Mu Yifan or the special forces, there is no reason for her to insist. Even laughing at her, and then fell into a darkness, like wandering in the distant sea, unable to find the light of the lighthouse, farther and farther

Doubts are constantly concentrated, constantly becoming entangled and mixed, and finally bound up in a cocoon, unable to escape.

She kept asking herself, do you still love him? Do you still love him?

However, until the hoarse exhausted, only tears covered her face in response to her silent silence.

Tired

She closed her sore eyes and was too tired to see the world again.

Cool wind poured into the window, blowing the curtain, silent propaganda

After a long time, the face came slightly hot touch, Xia Weiran vigilant opened his eyes.

Mu Yifan didn't stay long on the 13th floor, so he casually found an excuse and came back here.

Xia Weiran on the hospital bed did not sleep well. Although she didn't move much, her eyebrows were always frowning, which made Mu Yifan very worried.

Seeing Xia Weiran's eyes like a startled rabbit, Mu Yifan breathed and took back his hand.

Xia Weiran doesn't know why he suddenly came again. For a moment, she's not calm at all. She becomes more complicated.

Mu Yifan wants to be close to her, want to hold her, let her lean on his arms, also want to ask her, how can she not hate him.

However, all this seems too difficult, and silence is like a poisonous snake, constantly eating two people.

Finally, Xia Weiran inadvertently saw the bandage on Mu Yifan's right hand, but he could not resist the deep worry in his heart and took the lead to open his mouth.

"What happened to your hand?"

Mu Yifan's face was full of depression, and there was a flash of joy. Her eyes were like ink lotus, staring at Xia Weiran, and her eyes were crazy. Hurt? It's nothing. Hearing that Xia Weiran still cares about himself, he thinks this injury is worth it! So the heart also lit up hope.

Thinking, excited for a long time, Mu Yifan said: "daughter in law... Are you... Hungry?"

In a word, although the donkey's lips are not right for the horse's mouth, it is inexplicably moving. The daughter-in-law, because she contained too much, also made the depressed space in the ward expand to almost burst.

Xia Weiran bit her lips and tried to restrain herself, but she was still touched in the deepest part of her heart.

Pain, humiliation, don't understand... Everything is like the ocean waves, hard hit on her, let her can't breathe, also become irrational.

He raised his hand and slapped Mu Yifan. His voice trembled, but it was unexpectedly clear.

"I hate you!"

Mu Yifan did not dodge, the whole person is like a lone wolf, full of loneliness.

Hate? Yeah, how can you not hate it? Even he himself hates himself, but he still delusions that Xia Weiran will not hate him.