Cute baby strikes: Daddy let go of my mommy

Chapter 358 Open Your Eyes
Han Ling rubbed her chin, "This Qingxiu doesn't seem to be that annoying."

Tonight, in order to save the little brother, he was injured so badly that he arrogantly refused to admit it. Now that it is almost dawn, he has to admit that this woman is actually not bad.

Han Jin nodded, "Yeah, I already knew that this child is good. After all, she and An You are sisters. I saw how much they grew up together."

It's just that my younger sister likes to swear more than my elder sister, but her personality is more forthright, just like a man.

And Han Zhixin looked at the two figures who had gone away, and grabbed Pan Zimu's neck with both hands, "Brother, do you think Qing Xiuxiu likes my brother?"

Pan Zimu frowned, "Put your hands down."

"I don't want it." Han Zhixin refused without thinking, "I was almost scared to death just now, Brother Pan, please say a few words of comfort."

Han Jin and Han Ling, who were really discussing the good and bad of Qingxiuxiu, almost at the same time, Han Ling turned her head and looked behind her, "Brother Pan, or I will hug my little brother."

How dare she dare to disobey Pan Zimu's words, her little brother is brave.

Han Zhixin shook his head, with contempt on his face, "I don't want it."

How embarrassing to be carried away by a sister who is ten years younger.

Han Jin frowned, dissatisfied, "Then I hug you, don't cling to Pan Zimu anymore, you are so old, why are you so shameless, come here to me." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to hug his son.

However, Han Zhixin grabbed Pan Zimu's neck tightly and screamed, "I don't want it, old man, aren't you injured? I..."

Before finishing the following words, Han Zhixin only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat for a while, and his stomach rolled up and down, and the hot stream choked out, and he couldn't help coughing violently anymore. He couldn't suppress it. The blood was like running water, flowing continuously.

Coughing and vomiting blood.

Han Ling and Han Jin's expressions changed instantly, "Little brother!" "Xiaoxin!"

Pan Zimu hugged Han Zhixin, turned around and left without stopping at all, a little flustered, obviously he didn't expect Han Zhixin to be like this.

"Big Brother, Big Brother..." The weak voice was mixed with heavy panting.

Pan Zimu hummed, "I'm here."

"Don't push me away." Han Zhixin seemed to have exhausted all his strength in these four words, his eyes began to close in disappointment, and the weakness and sleepiness slowly passed.

"Xiaoxin, I won't push you away."

"kindness."

The weak voice contained a little lifelessness.

Obviously a minute ago I was joking happily, but now it has become like this.

Han Ling sat on the driver's seat, waiting for Pan Zimu to hold Han Zhixin in his seat, and stepped on the accelerator almost at the same time.

The car was speeding fast, almost at a deadly speed.

Pan Zimu looked at Han Zhixin who was about to close his eyes, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, his face changed, and patted Han Zhixin's face gently, not the first time his voice softened, he couldn't hide his fear, "Be obedient, Xiaoxin , you can't sleep."

"But... so sleepy."

"Don't sleep even if you're sleepy, little bastard, try to get some sleep." Han Jin, who was sitting in the co-pilot, yelled out, but his voice was inexplicably sad, "Did you hear that, little bastard."

"Old...head..."

Han Zhixin said two words intermittently.

Han Jin's inexplicable eyes were sour and red, "little bastard, how many years have you called me an old man, I am not old at all! You never listen to my words, how many years have you been in city A? Do you know what it's like for me?! I've grown gray hair at a young age, so you don't let me worry about it."

Han Ling's eyes were also inexplicably red.

"False... blame." Han Zhixin struggled to spit out two words, his eyes were half downcast, the sadness in his eyes could not be concealed, but memories of the past emerged in his mind.

Han Jin's tears flowed out, "False accusation, this is all your fault! So don't sleep, go back and ask Zimu to treat you, and I will take care of you."

He didn't want the white-haired man to send the black-haired man away, and he didn't want to see his son leave him like this.

Pan Zimu hugged Han Zhixin tightly, "Xiaoxin, did you hear that! Don't sleep, you always listen to me the most, then don't sleep."

Han Zhixin's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened wide, but in the next second, they began to close unconsciously. There was no life in the pair of phoenix eyes, and instead they were full of holes, like a dead person, as if the god of death had taken away his soul.

"Did you hear what I said?" Pan Zimu held Han Zhixin's shoulder tightly, "Did you hear that?"

Han Zhixin's lips twitched, En's voice was very angry, as if he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully.

Qi Ruoyousi, I am afraid that this is the time to describe it.

The cabin is full of depression, making people uncomfortable.

Han Ling didn't slow down at all, and ran through countless red lights. Hearing Han Zhixin's kind voice, she held the steering wheel tightly, "Brother, I want to tell you something, you must listen."

Instead, it was still the sound of Han Zhixin's lips moving.

Han Ling shed two lines of tears slowly, looking at everything outside the glass, "Ten years ago, I came to the Han family for the first time and was bullied by others. The moment you picked me up, I knew for the first time that I was hugged. It will be so warm. At that time, I was thinking, ah, it would be great if this big brother could like me. Han Zhixin, I like you, and I have liked you for ten years."

"I know that there is always someone in your heart, Brother Pan, I really want to attract all your attractions, I will work hard, study hard, learn martial arts, and strive to be the best and the most perfect."

"Little brother, you have treated me as your own sister for ten years. I am very happy! Don't sleep, little brother, wait to go back. Brother Pan saved you, and I have to find a way for you to pursue Brother Pan. Little brother Brother, I hope that you can live happily in this life, so I will be satisfied, so...so...go home, and I will go back right away."

Pan Zimu gently touched Han Zhixin's face, "Xiaoxin, did you hear that?"

Tears flowed down the corners of Han Zhixin's eyes inexplicably, "I'm sorry."

Eyes burst out, as if the anger had been excreted, Han Ling wept silently, "It's okay."

She has suppressed her feelings for the past ten years in her heart and never told anyone. Now that she has spoken out, she hopes that Han Zhixin will be happy.

Feelings include mutual affection, adult beauty, and more silent waiting.

Han Jin was stunned, he never thought that Han Ling would like Han Zhixin.

"Brother, there are 5 more minutes, if you hold on for another 5 minutes, we will be there." Han Ling didn't even wipe away her tears, "So, hold on, you have to understand one thing, now you are lying on your favorite bed In Brother Pan's arms."

Yep

Pan Zimu hugged Han Zhixin tightly, "Xiaoxin, another 5 minutes."

"Didn't you tell me before that you like to look at the sea and wait for your illness to be cured? I will take you to see the sea and take you to the place you want to go the most."

"Ah."

Pan Zimu lowered his head and put his cheek to Han Zhixin's, "Xiaoxin, do you like me?"

"Brother Pan..."

The intermittent sound makes people intoxicated.

Pan Zimu exerted more force unconsciously, "Brother Pan is here."

"I love you…"

After the last word was spoken, there was a broken voice.

Pan Zimu just hugged Han Zhixin tightly, feeling sad for a while, "Han Zhixin!" You clearly know my feelings for Qing Anyou, why do you still do this! ! !

"Little bastard, Xiaoxin!" Han Jin yelled as he watched his son close his eyes.

Han Ling didn't want the car to go faster, so she slammed on the brakes and stopped at the door.

Almost immediately, the door was opened.

Fast, must be fast!
It took half an hour at the usual speed of one and a half hours.

Chen Bao and Tian Ziyue looked at the few people who came in a hurry, and when they saw Han Zhixin in Pan Zimu's arms, their expressions changed.

"What happened to Xiaoxin?"

Pan Zimu carried Han Zhixin directly to the isolation room, but the beauty teacher had already stood there, and there were many people standing beside her.

Putting Han Zhixin on the operating table, several people rushed over, all hope was on them.

Both Han Jin and Han Ling stood at the door, waiting, but they couldn't hide their worries.

"Uncle Han, Lingling, please sit down." Tian Ziyue held the medicine box, "Uncle Han, are you injured? Let me bandage you."

Han Jin shook his head, "I'm fine."

Tian Ziyue and Chen Bao looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

The sky is already bright, and it shines on every room, looking extremely bright.

City A, Cheng's villa.

Qing Anyou, who was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, opened his eyes wide in an instant, sweat like soybeans was left behind, his eyes were a little dazed, he came back to his senses, and looked at the blanket covering his body.

A moment of trance.

"What's the matter, Anyou?" A sweet voice sounded from above his head.

Qing Anyou shook his head, looked up, "It was just a nightmare, what time is it, Misaki?"

Ye Meiqi looked at the perpetual calendar, "It's only a little after six o'clock. You fell asleep at five o'clock. What kind of nightmare did you have? You're so scared, your head is covered in cold sweat."

Qing Anyou smiled bitterly, "It's nothing, dreams are just dreams anyway, it doesn't matter."

Ye Meiqi could see what Qing Anyou was thinking at a glance, "If you are really worried, call Chen Bao and ask in detail. I think Han Zhixin and Pan Zimu are fine."

"Yeah." Qing Anyou murmured, his mind wandering inexplicably, he must be fine, maybe he just dreamed that Han Zhixin died, dream and reality are both dead, so it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Cheng Yisan came out with a teapot in his hand, and saw Qing Anyou's dazed face, and Ye Meisaki's eyes, what's the matter?
Ye Meiqi waved her hand helplessly, and patted Qing Anyou's shoulder, "Cheng Yisan has made a pot of tea, you have a cup too, calm down."

(End of this chapter)