"Good --"

a low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded slowly.

On the street, the whole person is like being struck by lightning, fixed looking at the moment has already woken up, is looking at her Yanbei city.

For three days, she was used to talking to herself. She didn't expect that Yan Beicheng could respond to her at this time.

Yan Beicheng just woke up. He didn't have any strength, but he still sat up and leaned on the soft pillow. He pulled out a gentle smile from the corner of his lips, "how, are you stupid?"

On the street flower this just completely returns to God, almost in an instant then ran from the door to the bedside.

"Yanbeicheng, are you really awake? I'm not dreaming? " Some of the flowers on the street couldn't believe her hands stroking Yan Beicheng's face. Her cool touch made her feel unreal, but she felt extremely down-to-earth.

"You wake up at last." The flower murmured in the mouth of the stranger, and then directly jumped into the arms of Yanbei city.

Yan Beicheng just woke up, he had no strength. He almost couldn't hold on and fell on the bed. In the end, however, it was supported by a soft pillow.

A familiar faint fragrance came from his nose. Yan Beicheng gently stroked the black hair of the flower on the street with one hand, and opened his voice hoarsely: "naturally, I am really awake. I am really in front of you."

The flowers on the street hold yanbeicheng tightly, and their eyes are hot, and their nose is sour and astringent.

In order not to let their own tears flow out, but hold for a while, on the street flower then released Yan Beicheng, slightly raised his head, deliberately did not go to see Yanbei city.

As the old saying goes, one day without seeing is like three autumn.

In the heart of Yama, there is nothing more difficult than this coma.

"How are you? Are you feeling any discomfort?" Strong endure the sour eyes, on the street flowers eyes fixed looking at Yanbei City, eyes light is particularly soft.

Yan Beicheng a heart suddenly soft down, smell speech also just gently shake his head, lip corner immediately stir up a smile to come, "I nature is very good, you just need to rest assured."

With that, he was afraid that the flowers on the street did not believe him. He raised his hand and hammered on his chest. As expected, his face was as usual. In order to make her feel at ease, he thought about it and beat it again.

On the street flower is busy to hold his hand, look at his eyes like anger like resentment, "it is not easy to wake up, do you want to spoil yourself like this?"

Yan Beicheng did not speak, just looked at the flowers on the street and laughed.

After waking up this time, her look at the flowers on the street was more sentimental than before. Her eyes swept from her slightly haggard face inch by inch, as if she were looking at something precious. For a long time, she clenched her hand without saying a word.

I'll never let you go

The stranger did not listen to the true, full of joy, also did not investigate, one hand gently stroked his abdomen, smile: "I still have this little guy, are looking forward to you to wake up."

"What, what little fellow?" Yanbei City Leng Leng Leng, was a stranger to spend this sudden words were not light, and even some reaction.

The smile on the stranger's lips is deeper, and her eyebrows and eyes are more gentle. "She has been two months now. I didn't tell you that I was afraid of your distraction. Now everything has been settled. Naturally, you should be afraid of her and look forward to her with me."