Chapter 450

Lu Xiao opened his mouth, but there was no way to argue.

"Yes, I don't deny it. Three years ago, I deliberately told her that Jiang Moshen gave up treatment and gave up her child's life. I admit it, but Jiang Moshen was chatting with other men in the hotel lobby. That's a fact I saw with my own eyes! Is Shi Shi pregnant with his child and involved with other men? He was the one who was unfaithful to poetry first

Huo xiujue sighed and sat down on the side chair. His voice was indifferent: "sometimes what people see is not necessarily the truth."

"I don't care what the truth is. Jiang Mo Chen is entangled with a woman who looks like poetry. I don't believe he is so innocent?"

"He is really so innocent," said Huo xiujue. "Do you know who that woman is?"

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes: "I don't want to know, it has nothing to do with me."

"As you can see, that woman is similar to Wen Shishi. Several years ago, Mo Chen saved her, paid her debts and let her return to her normal life. But this woman's heart is greedy. She thinks that Mo Chen is willing to save her because she has a good feeling for her. She repeatedly asks Mo Chen for money and room. "

Lu Xiao listened in silence.

Hear finally, also just light said a: "that is Jiang Mo Shen take the blame by oneself, he went to provoke others voluntarily."

"But do you know why he saved Chu Huiting?"

"Because she looks like poetry?"

"This is part of it. More importantly, her experience is similar to that of Wen Shishi. Although the specific situation is different, she has had a very difficult time in the past ten years. There is a gambling addicted father in the family, and a brother who is not eager to borrow money everywhere. He owes millions of debts and wants her to pay them back! "

Lu Xiao said sarcastically: "I can only say that Jiang Moshen is a bad man. There are countless people who have a miserable life in the world. Every time they cross the overpass, they can meet several beggars. Why doesn't he go to help them? In the end, it's not because that Chu what Ting looks like poetry. "

"That's right," Huo xiujue nodded. "You're right, because Mo Chen loved poetry for a long time, and she was Fu Yicheng's wife at that time."

Lu Xiao suddenly turned back.

Hoschen continued: "I don't know everything about them. Mo Chen is a stuffy gourd and refuses to say anything in his heart. I was shocked when I found out about Chu Huiting. It was a long time later that he slowly confided his heart to me. Xiao, I know you like Wen Shishi, but before you, Mo Chen has liked her for a long time. "

Lu Xiao said he didn't agree: "emotion is never a first come, then come thing. If you say so, Shishi married Fu Yicheng first. Brother, don't persuade me. You know my character. No one can change what I decide. "

"What if the whole family is going to give up Wen Shishi?"

"Then I'll cut off contact with the whole family. After my parents, you'll be the only son. The Huo family will regard me as Lu Xiao who never existed."

Huo xiujue lowered his face: "Xiao, is it worth it?"

"I think it's worth it."

"For a woman who doesn't love you, give up all the family members who have been with you for 30 years?"

Lu Xiao stopped.

There seems to be a look on his face.

Huo xiujue sighed, "Xiao, I hope you can understand that love doesn't talk about coming first and then coming, but love doesn't talk about going its own way. Wen Shishi still has ink in her heart. No matter how hard you try, her heart has been covered. No one can get in. "

Lu Xiao was unconvinced: "why does she still love Jiang Mo Chen? She never mentioned his name once in her three years in England

"What about her heart?"

……

A sharp cry broke the silence.

Wen Shishi suddenly woke up. It was dark outside.

She grabs her mobile phone and looks at it. It's two o'clock in the morning again. Recently, she always wakes up in the morning. It seems that she has heard her own cry, doctors' busy urging, and the sound of machines -

three years ago, she was walking in the delivery room.

In the past three years, she has almost never dreamed of that heartbreaking night. Her body seems to have shielding function, shielding all the sad and sad things. Only happiness and beauty appear in her dreams.

She and Mr. sniper live in room 2307 of Hilton Hotel. They eat together, work together and face all kinds of things together. Although he wears a mask, every time he recalls it in his dream, he feels familiar and wants to cry.

Why?

She thinks about it sometimes.

Why?

Why dream of his good.

He appeared in his dream, as strong and gentle, firm and brave as when he first saw him.

His palm is slightly hot, which can always give her strength.

She took a deep breath and finally recovered her sense.Now is not the time, the past has disappeared in the world of mortals, now he is very weak, lying on the bed to sleep, eyebrows are still slightly twisted, sleep is not comfortable.

Wen Shishi tucked her in and got up to go to the window to get some air.

"Poetry..." Mr. sniper made a gibberish.

Wen Shi could not help but stop.

"Poetry Where are you Can you hear me Poetry... "

For a moment, Wen could not tell whether he was dreaming or waking up.

In the dark, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling for a few seconds, and then sat up frantically searching for her figure in the room.

Fortunately, she has not gone far.

One meter away from the hospital bed,

"poetry..." He wiped his face with his hand to calm his voice: "you Where are you going? "

Wen Shishi pointed to the window: "I just want to breathe."

Mr. sniper heaved a deep breath, as if he had finally let go of his heart. His whole body collapsed, and he still told her in warm voice, "don't blow too long. It's cool at night."

Wen Shishi stood in the same place for a while, but he came back and sat down in the chair beside the hospital bed.

"What's the matter?"

"No," Wen said, "the nurse told you not to catch a cold now."

Mr. sniper leaned forward to shake her hand.

"Drink water?"

He shook his head.

"Then sleep a little longer. It's just over two o'clock. It's still early before dawn."

"And you?"

"I..." Wen Shishi said, "I'll accompany you. If you don't leave, you can sleep at ease."

Mr. sniper shook his head: "you go to sleep first, I'll watch you sleep, OK?"