Night kiss the wolf little: the little wife is very impure

Before he knew it, the corners of his eyes had a faint glint of water, and his dark eyelashes were wet.

A sadness flowed slowly in Han Hanche's eyes, his blue pupils were crystal clear with a brilliant light.With the help of the orange light, his tall and strong figure formed a beautiful silhouette on the floor.

"Actually, what you said is right. I am a coward. I dare not even face my truest feelings. How can a person like me be your only one?"

Han Hanche's whole body began to tremble violently, something seemed to be choking in his throat, and the corners of his eyes became more and more moist.

"I thought about letting you go, but I really can't do it, I really can't do it!" He lowered his head and glanced at the white gauze. There was guilt and unwavering light on his face. She whispered in her ear, "I couldn't do it before, I can't do it now, and I think I can't do it in the future!"

Shu Siya on the hospital bed seemed to feel something, crystal tears slowly and silently slid down her snow-white skin...

early morning.

A thin mist enveloped the entire hospital, and the sun slowly climbed out, filling the entire room with brilliant colors.

Shu Siya was still asleep on the white hospital bed, immersed in her sleep like a peaceful Sleeping Beauty.But the familiar and warm breath passed from her right hand to her cold hand little by little, and then to her heart.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly suddenly, and she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were still clear, but she was staring at the ceiling without any expression, her black pupils were wide open.

Slowly, she shifted her gaze to the side. The person who held her hands still had a handsome face, but his brows were tightly frowned, and his peaceful sleeping face was deeply tired. Still holding her hand stubbornly, he refused to let go.

However, those real scenes were shown over and over again in front of her eyes like a movie, but they were played intermittently and fragmented.

She wanted to call him very much, but she couldn't.

Shu Siya's fingers trembled slightly in his palm, and slowly, she closed her eyes again.

The dark, wing-like eyelashes drooped weakly, and then closed tightly, as if she had never woken up, and the waking up just now was just a hallucinatory dream.

At this moment, Han Hanche woke up slowly, and he seemed to feel a hand in his hand.

In the fiery red light, he quietly stared at that pale and clean face. Was it just his own hallucination?She hasn't woken up yet, or is she refusing to face herself?

Her face is like withered petals in the water, so transparent that it almost does not exist, it is a kind of fragility and loneliness that makes people feel distressed.

"Siya, don't you want to wake up?"

Han Hanche raised his head and stroked her face gently, his movements were very gentle, his blue pupils were covered with a layer of white mist, empty and silent.

The cold liquid still flowed into her arm bit by bit, mixing with her blood.

In the golden sun.

Han Hanche just stared at Shu Siya quietly and blankly, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, she would burst like a bubble and disappear.