C277 Even if it was only a one in a million chance …

Xiao Yan stayed in the hospital for nearly half a month. Even Qiao Mo was a little not used to the fact that this man, who was usually like an iron man, had actually been bedridden for such a long time.

Of Xiao Yan's few good friends, some that Qiao Mo had seen before, and some that Qiao Mo had not, three of them came over all of a sudden to visit him.

Su Jingyu, Gu Ye, Lu Yichuan.

Qiao Mo knew Su Jingyu, and he had only mentioned the others before. However, she had never seen her real body before.

Just as Qiao Mo finished putting on her clothes for Xiao Yan, Lu Yichuan and the others who were just eating and playing came over to join in on the fun.

Even if Xiao Yan was sick, he still looked like a ruler descending upon the world, and those few people did not dare to bully him.

Qiao Mo did not have a good impression of these people in the first place, but for a life like theirs, no matter how much you hated them, as long as you interacted with them a little, you would realize that you could not resist the feelings you had for them.

They had the ability to make you willing to be their friend.

Xiao Yan asked with his pale lips: "Where did you set the fire? I haven't seen you for days. "

He didn't know when, but Xiao Yan had teased Qiao Mo before that men smoke for social status, wealth and women. Obviously, the first two were not part of Gu Ye's worries, but they were definitely women.

Just as Gu Ye was about to take out his cigarette, Qiao Mo coughed to remind him.

Gu Ye was an extremely perceptive person, so he quickly put away his cigarette and smiled apologetically, "I really forgot! We've been to New York for a few days, and then we went to the Las Vegas casino and picked up two. "

Qiao Mo remained silent and supported Xiao Yan: "Let's go to the chemotherapy room."

Xiao Yan nodded, but said to Gu Ye: "You guys have seen it too, you may leave now."

Lu Yichuan scratched his head, not understanding the situation, "What do you mean? We're very free right now! "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Su Jingyu pulled Lu Yichuan along, "Silly you, Ah Yan and his wife are like glue, of course we have to be alone everywhere, aren't we the electric light bulb here?"

Qiao Mo and Xiao Yan had already walked to the corridor of the hospital, but Qiao Mo still heard the address of "little wife".

Xiao Yan tilted his head, looked at her, and pursed his lips as he said, "The few of them have always been speaking openly."

Qiao Mo pursed her lips and laughed: "I'm not angry, it's just that from their mouths, the form of address is so fluent, don't you think that you've already gotten it?"

Xiao Yan's ears suddenly became hot, his eyes started to flicker, as he held onto his chest and started to cough.

Qiao Mo held his hand and asked nervously, "What happened to you? "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiao Yan then stopped, "It's nothing, I just choked."

"Xiao Yan?" Qiao Mo called out to him earnestly.

"Hmm?"

"Tell me honestly, when did you like me?"

Xiao Yan pointed to a bench at the side, signalling for his to sit, and helped him sit as he pleased.

After Xiao Yan sat down, he slowly spoke out, "I don't know either, but it must have happened after you started liking me."

Qiao Mo gave a childish "tsk".

Qiao Mo once again recalled that Xiao Yan had said yesterday that the girl he liked in high school was vague, and in the end, did not manage to ask him why he liked her.

He vaguely felt that it was related to him, but he also felt that it was inconceivable.

"Xiao Yan, the girl you liked from high school, who exactly was he?"

Qiao Mo blinked his large eyes, as she looked deeply into Yun Che's eyes.

Xiao Yan was also staring at her with deep eyes. What he said was already very obvious, could it be... She still hadn't reacted?

Ah, what a bookworm.

Xiao Yan laughed, "He really is a bookworm."

Qiao Mo frowned. Listening to him, she was more and more confused, "When did you start liking me?"

Xiao Yan did not answer, but got up and said: "It's time for the chemotherapy, help me pass."

… ….

At night, Xiao Yan laid on the sickbed reading a book while Qiao Mo sat by the side and helped him peel the apples.

"If you were at the entrance of the court, you wouldn't have fainted, and wouldn't have been able to hold on. If Assistant Zhao didn't tell me about your illness, when would you have decided to tell me? Or was he not going to tell me until the funeral, when he sent me an invitation? Or … You won't even let me know about your funeral? "

"Little Mo …"

Xiao Yan put down the book in his hand and looked at her silently.

Qiao Mo was still peeling the apple, so she didn't even look up at him when she said: "Did you know? Actually, I hated you back then. Not because I misunderstood your involvement in my mother's death, but because you didn't even have the courage to be with me. You acted as if you were helping me make all those decisions, but those decisions were not what I wanted. Ah Yan, if not for you being unable to hold on at the entrance of the court, I really dare not imagine what the current us has become like. "

"It's all my fault." Xiao Yan reached out and held Qiao Mo's hand.

Qiao Mo held out a peeled apple to him, looked up, and smiled: "I heard that if you can peel the apple completely off, you can make a wish."

Qiao Mo held onto that long string of complete apple peel, and her eyes emitted a small jubilation.

Xiao Yan rubbed her little palm, "Then what wish did Xiao Mo make?"

Qiao Mo blinked her eyes at him, as though she was protecting her own little secret, and was a little pleased with herself, "I'm not telling you."

Xiao Yan naturally did not ask any further. What other wishes could she make, he could only hope that he could live through this?

Xiao Yan could not be clearer about her simple heart.

Xiao Yan patted the bed beside him, "Stop it, it's not early anymore, quickly come up to rest."

"Why don't we exchange a secret. You tell me who the girl you like in high school is. Let me tell you, what was my wish just now. "How about it?"

Xiao Yan laughed, "No need."

"...?"

"Come up and rest. I'll tell you."

There's nothing to hide, I'm afraid. She would be surprised.

At the age of eighteen, he had a crush on her, who was only eight years old.

Would it scare her?

Qiao Mo leaned into his embrace, played with his slender fingers, and slowly spoke: "The girl you're talking about, is she … "Who?"

She actually wanted to ask if it was really "I", but when the words reached her mouth, she still felt that it was inconceivable.

But he made it so clear that the girl he fell in love with at the age of eighteen not only became his wife, but also gave birth to his children.

Who else?

Could it be … Was it Song Xiazhi?

Qiao Mo suddenly turned her head and was about to speak when Qiao Mo covered her mouth.

"You don't have to say it, I know who you're talking about!"

Xiao Yan took her small hand away, and couldn't help but smile at her. He raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure? "Are you sure you know who I mean?"

Qiao Mo opened her eyes wide, staring straight at him with some anger in her eyes: "What you're going to say, could it be, it's not Song Xiazhi?"

Song Xiazhi...?

Xiao Yan could not hold back his laughter. He thought that she had already guessed it, but in the end …

Xiao Yan shook his head, "No."

Qiao Mo frowned, "... "Is that right?"

Who was that?

Xiao Yan lowered his head, went to her ear, and stared at her little face with shining eyes, saying each word: "When I was eighteen years old, I had only met her once, and she didn't recognize me, let alone like me. When I was twenty-eight, I rushed with her once, and after she slept with me, he didn't contact me.

Qiao Mo's entire body trembled, she stared at him in disbelief, her eyes were filled with astonishment, but after a while, she regained her composure, she bit her lips and said: "That woman is so blessed, to be able to make you worry for so many years."

Xiao Yan sighed lightly, hugged her, and muttered: "But I seem to have done something wrong. If I don't go and provoke her, perhaps she will be better off than he is right now …"

Before he could finish his words, Qiao Mo had already covered his mouth. She stared at him with cold eyes, "I forbid you from saying such words. If I don't meet you, I will be better off than I am now. That is just your assumption. To me, I only know that meeting you is the greatest fortune of my life. Ah Yan, not every woman has the luck to meet you and receive your tender care and love. "

Xiao Yan sighed deeply and corrected her, "It's all love."

Qiao Mo also laughed. Yes, it was all love.

But, when she was eight years old, how could he have … Love her?

Qiao Mo reached out her hand and tapped the tip of his nose, no longer wanting to clarify what was at the top of his nose. The most important thing was that even after she calculated with her fingers, he actually loved her for seventeen years.

How did he manage to persevere with such a deep obsession?

"How did you last so many years?"

"Actually, there's nothing that I can't persevere about. If I like it, then I like it, and I haven't met anyone else that can enter my heart. Just like that, seventeen years passed in the blink of an eye."

He did not say any world-shaking sweet words, but calmly said that he would like it if he liked it, and did not have any opportunities to meet anyone that would make his heart beat. However, in Qiao Mo's ears, it became a different kind of goodbye and being moved.

Qiao Mo hugged his neck and laughed foolishly, "That's great."

"What about you? When did you start liking me? " Xiao Yan patted her slender back.

Qiao Mo rolled her eyes, she thought for a long time, and finally said two words: "I forgot."

"He can even forget that?" Xiao Yan mocked her.

Qiao Mo pursed her lips into a smile, "Probably able to make me fall in love with you for too many moments, to the point where I can't remember so many moments with my stupid brain. Maybe it was early, maybe it was the first time I was willing to get pregnant for you. "

What reason could a woman have for not loving a man if she was willing to conceive for him and suffer the pain of childbirth?

Xiao Yan looked at the time, and it was getting late, "Go to sleep."

However, Qiao Mo hugged him tightly in the darkness and pleaded: "I heard from you and the doctor that Ah Yan is going to America for surgery, okay?"

Xiao Yan's body trembled, his fingertips trembling slightly, "It's possible, but what I got in return was that I would be deprived of the last bit of my time with you."

Qiao Mo closed her eyes and said softly: "Even if there's only a one in a million possibility, you must at least give it a try for me and my child. I'm not afraid, I'm afraid, but you're not even giving up your last chance. "