Do you make up for your mistakes?
Xiao Yan looked at him and saw that Xiao Su's eyes were really full of apology, and then found that he was sincerely apologizing to himself.
What he said is also reasonable. The two sides stand on the opposite side. It is inevitable that the other party will not be used to hearing what he said.
However, Xiaoyan still felt that what he said this evening was too much.
So she didn't answer.
Xiao Su was afraid that she was really angry and left directly. She could only lower her attitude and plead with her in a low voice.
"I apologize. Would you like to get on the bus?"
Xiaoyan:.... "
If she was angry again, wouldn't it seem that she was mean and affectionate?
Forget it, anyway, I'm not the same person with them. Thinking of this, Xiaoyan walked towards his car again. Xiao Su felt relieved and began to smile unconsciously.
*
in the hospital
it was so quiet that only the sound of the instrument was made. At night, Mo Shen was like a sculpture, sitting on the edge of the bed without moving, and his eyes always fell on Han Muzi's face.
Suddenly, Han Muzi's eyelashes moved, as if to wake up.
Mo Shen, who had no action all the time, was a little excited because of the movement of her eyelashes, and sat up straight.
Han Muzi had been in a coma for a long time, so when she opened her eyes, the glare of the light suddenly made her unable to open her eyes. When she just wanted to adapt to the darkness, she heard a bang. The indoor light was turned off and replaced by a dim desk lamp, which was far away.
Then she opened her eyes at ease.
In front of my eyes, there is a slender and thin figure.
"Awake?"
Cold male voice from the top of the head, Han Muzi clearly saw the beautiful face of Mo Shen at night, and the thin lips without temperature, revealing cold words.
She moved her lips and tried to say something, but found that she had no strength in her whole body.
The next second, a pair of big hands hold her up, and then put two pillows on her back to let her sit still.
"Have a glass of water." Night Mo Shen will be a cup of water to her lips, indicating that she drink.
Han Muzi looked at the hand that was close at hand, and shook her head with some resistance, and did not want to drink.
"Oh." Night Mo deep low smile: "how? You don't have the strength. Do you want to carry water yourself? "
Han Muzi doesn't speak. Her lips are pale, but she stubbornly maintains the action.
Night Mo deep look at her like this, she was angry to no temper.
After a moment, he whispered, "in five years, I thought your temper would change. I didn't expect that you would still be as stubborn as before. Stubborn can make you get good fruit to eat?"
“……” Han Muzi raised her eyes and glared at him with hatred.
He held the glass to her lips as if on purpose.
"Drink or not?"
After thinking about it, Han Muzi still took a sip. Anyway, she has no strength now. He wants to take care of her here, so let him.
See her finally obediently drink water, night Mo Shen's heart is finally not hanging, this woman's temperament is really strong, all sick like this still with him stubborn, but obviously, she still can't last long.
Half a cup of water belly, Han Muzi felt that the stomach some can not stand, eyebrows gently twisted.
"Yes." The night Mo Shen actually took away the cup, and then put it on the table beside. "Xiaoyan brought you some porridge to drink?"
Hearing Xiaoyan's name, Han Muzi suddenly raised his head and looked at the night with a deep look in his eyes: "have you contacted her? Or did she come? "
Night Mo deep squint eyes close to her, breathing almost blend with her.
"What do you do when you're so nervous?"
"No, No Han Muzi lowered her eyes and her long eyelashes covered all her emotions.
She is nervous. She is afraid that Xiaomi Dou will let ye Moshen find out that Xiaomi Dou looks so similar to him. According to his temperament, she doesn't know what to do.
This thing is too fantastic, Han Muzi or decided to protect Xiaomi Dou.
But He lives in the north city. Will he often meet in the future?
Suddenly, Han Muzi had another idea, that is to send millet beans to study abroad, or to the neighboring city?
But Xiaomi Dou is so dependent on her. If she sent him to the neighboring city, he would be very poor, right? Let alone go abroad, alas Still not desirable.
"What are you thinking?" Night Mo deep voice suddenly spread, let Han Muzi suddenly return to God.
"Do you have any secret?" Night Mo deep squint at her, as if to find something from her face.
Han Muzi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Mr. night, I think I will have any secret. You may come and find it."
Her calm appearance is to let night Mo deep Leng for a while, then he did not say anything, but got up to open the incubator brought by Xiaoyan, and then put the small fire porridge cooked inside to Han Muzi."Eat it."
Han Muzi had been hungry for a long time. Now when he saw this bowl of porridge, he didn't have any appetite. He took a light look at it and then said, "I don't want to eat it."
Listen to words, night Mo deep face slightly changed: "do not want to eat?"
She didn't answer. She just put her head around and wanted to lie down and sleep again.
Ye Mo takes a deep look at the rice porridge in the bowl. It's lifeless. It's true that many people can't eat it. But now she has stomach trouble. Besides drinking this rice soup, what else does she want to eat?
"No, you want to starve to death?" Inexplicable, the tone of the night Mo Shen became bad, he reached out and clasped Han Muzi's wrist: "get up, drink and sleep again."
Han Muzi recovered a little strength, so he struggled up and said: "you let me go, I don't want to drink."
"Can you stand without your stomach? You think you're a robot when you haven't eaten for a day Night Mo deep tone is very bad, eyes are also very sharp, on the ability, he really can not reach the woman in front of him.
Of course, it's the ability to drive people crazy.
Han Muzi simply did not answer, just stubbornly wanted to put his hand back, but his strength could not match the depth of the night. In addition, he was ill, so he had no strength.
Such strength is like a kitten to Yemo Shen.
However, Mo's face was so serious that she wanted to look at her anger.
Inexplicable, the anger of the heart then extinguished a few minutes.
Then it was replaced by a touch of softness.
What do you care about with a sick woman? What are you mad at? She's got a stomach upset, and I'm sure it's time for her to be playful.
Think of here, night Mo Shen's eyes can not help but become soft, voice also a little light.
"Just get up and have a drink, eh?"
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