spend your youth with you

Chapter 829 His most vulnerable side

Su Hao's heart skipped a beat.

Ye Yao is in a coma now, it's a subconscious reaction, even if she sucks her lips, she doesn't have much strength, she can only bite softly like a baby drinking milk.

His face was pressed against her neck, the hot breath sprayed on her skin, his face was pale, showing her his weakest and most dependent side.

Su Hao's eyes were slightly hot, and he was a little reluctant to leave.

Ye Yao seemed to be looking for support, and slowly sucked for a long time, until he had no more strength, then leaned on her shoulder and fell asleep slowly.

Su Haohao didn't move, and didn't lower his head until he heard his long breathing.

The boy closed his eyes for a long time, casting a shadow under his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

Su put Ye Yao gently on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

As soon as he retracted his hand, his wrist was grabbed.

"Don't go." Ye Yao frowned, clutching her hand tightly with weak fingers, talking in sleep.

Su tightly clung to his ear, and said softly, "I'm not leaving, Ye Yao, don't worry."

After coaxing like this, Ye Yao's brows slowly loosened, but his hands still held tightly and did not let go.

So Su Hao sat by the bed and looked at him obediently.

Give him a quilt from time to time, and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with a paper.

Watching his breathing slowly and steadily, his face gradually improved.

When it was completely dark, Su Hao heard the phone ringing in his schoolbag.

So he quickly freed his hand and went to get the phone.

"Hello, Mom." Su put the phone close to his ear and kept his voice as low as possible.

Jiang Wanyue's displeased voice came from the phone: "Look at what time it is now, it's so late, you still haven't come back, disturbing Ye Yao's rest."

Su took a good look at the bedside and saw his brows furrowed, so he quickly said, "Mom, Ye Yao has a cold. I'm taking care of him now, so I really can't leave."

"What? Ye Yao has a cold? Is it serious, do you want to go to the hospital?" Jiang Wanyue asked anxiously.

"I don't know. Anyway, I have already taken medicine and fell asleep. I want to observe and observe. If I get better, I don't need to go to the hospital."

"No... I'm still worried. You tell me the address, and your father and I will come over immediately. If Ye Yao has a serious cold, you and Drew can't take care of it at all."

Su hesitated for a while, and said the address.

He hung up the phone and hurried to the bed.

Ye Yao frowned, and slowly grasped the quilt with her white and bony hands, like an insecure little animal.

Su Hao Hao stretched out his hand quickly, and he held it immediately.

Although his face was still pale, it was still amazingly exquisite, with a more fragile beauty than usual, neat eyebrows, straight nose bridge, and thin lips were very delicately shaped.

With black hair, half of her face was sunken in the pillow, small and delicate.

The shadow of childhood can be vaguely seen in the eyebrows and eyes, but it is a little less childish and a little more mature.

Su squatted well beside the bed, watching quietly.

I don't know how long I watched it, when I heard a familiar voice outside the door.

It's like mom and dad are here.

Sure enough, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Wanyue and Su Qiang walked in.

"Mom and Dad." Su Hao stood up and replied in a low voice.

Hands are still held.

Jiang Wanyue came over immediately, touched the forehead of the beautiful boy on the bed, and asked, "How long has Ye Yao been burning?"

"One or two hours." Su Haohao didn't look at the time, so he could only say roughly.

"One or two hours..."

Jiang Wanyue frowned, turned her head and said to Su Qiang, "Come here and carry Ye Yao on your back, let's go to the hospital."

(End of this chapter)