Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 70

Both eyes were injured, coupled with over-stimulation, Yan Yixiao was in a coma for several days——

In a dazed and drowsy state, she could vaguely feel that when everything was quiet, someone came to her hospital bed, silently, but looked at her for a long, long time...

It seemed as if she had been asleep for a century, but she finally woke up leisurely. The surroundings were so quiet that there was only a light breathing sound, and she habitually wanted to open her eyes, but there was a tight slight pain in her eyes immediately. Sensation, so I suddenly remembered that my eyes were injured.

Unable to see with eyes, she could only listen silently, and use her ears to identify everything around her. She tried to raise her hand gently, but found that her little hand was wrapped in a big warm palm——

"Well... are you awake?"

There was a weary sound, followed by her little hands being clenched tightly, and the low and hoarse voice immediately changed from exhaustion to excitement.

Since the accident, Qin Mofei has been staying in the hospital and didn't have a good rest. She couldn't take it anymore and took a nap beside her hospital bed. After squinting for a while, she felt the little hand in her palm move, woke up with a start--

you're awake……

Yan Yixiao was slightly dazed, and in a daze, she seemed to hear this voice and these three words the most. Whenever she woke up in a daze, she would always hear Qin Mofei full of worry at the first moment. And distressed voice, he seems to be...always by her side...

"En..." She opened her mouth, made a hoarse and broken voice with difficulty, moved her body slightly, and tried to sit up.

"Slow down, I'll do it!" Qin Mofei saw her intentions, and immediately leaned over to gently support her shoulders, put a pillow on her back, and then raised the bed a little higher, allowing her to lie down comfortably with.

"How do you feel? Are your eyes still hurting?" Qin Mofei sat gently beside her bed, staring deeply at her haggard little face with worried eyes, and asked tenderly.

After sleeping for so many days, Yan Yixiao's brain became slightly sluggish, and her reaction became sluggish. Hearing Qin Mofei's concerned inquiry, she subconsciously raised her hand to touch her eyes, but what was wiped was not gauze——

"My eyes..." She panted lightly, and murmured in a hoarse voice, somewhat at a loss.

"Just removed the gauze this afternoon and replaced it with an eye patch. The doctor said that your eyes need to get used to it for two more days, and then you don't even need to wear the eye patch!" Seeing her anxious, Qin Mofei immediately explained softly.

In fact, her eyes recovered very well, but the doctor suggested that she should get used to it first, so she asked to wear an eye patch.

Hearing this, Yan Yixiao was obviously relieved. These days, every time she wakes up, she faces the boundless darkness, which makes her already desperate heart not see a ray of light...

Suddenly fell silent, she lowered her face slightly, and her small body was filled with obvious sadness. During these drowsy days, she had to accept the fact that Yan Zhuyou was no longer there.

She killed someone, even though she didn't do it on purpose, even though she was just defending herself, but...Yan Zhuyou did die by her knife...

Death... What a terrible word, how much sorrow and sin it will carry, she seems to be falling into an abyss of eternal doom at this moment, she does not know what kind of terrible consequences will be waiting for her next, she have no idea……

Seeing that she was silent, Qin Mofei knew that she must be thinking wildly, so he quickly changed the subject and asked softly, "Are you hungry? I'll go—"

"My mother...has she been here..."

Qin Mofei hadn't finished speaking when she heard her whispering like a mosquito, her thin face was full of loneliness and sadness.

"I've been here! I came this morning, but you've been in a daze and she's not in good health, so I'll let her go home and rest!" Qin Mofei replied immediately, as quickly as if she had already prepared s answer.

Yan Yixiao moved her lips and did not speak. After a long while, she spoke softly again, with a hint of emptiness and ethereal in her faint tone: "Where is my dad..."

"He wants to take care of your mother, he will come tomorrow, so I will accompany you tonight, don't worry." Qin Mofei gently grabbed her little hand, put it on her cheek and groped it intimately, looking deeply at her softly said comfortingly.

His tone was unhurried, natural and reasonable, Yan Yixiao listened silently and shed tears silently——

"They... don't want me anymore..." Crystal clear tears slowly flowed down from under the eye mask, her voice was hoarse and broken, choking with the utmost sadness.

"Nonsense!" Qin Mofei shouted excitedly, hurriedly cupping her small face with his hands, wiped her tears with his thumbs, and eagerly persuaded: "No! Don't think wildly, it's not like that! "

Yan Yixiao's heart was in pain, as if a knife had been stabbed fiercely, blood was dripping and flesh was mutilated, tears flowed wildly uncontrollably, she cried heartbroken: "Qin Mofei, I can feel... ...they... don't love me anymore..."

She killed their daughter, so they don't even want her little daughter...

They must hate her to death, and they will never forgive her. It was her who caused a good family, and the family was ruined...

Seeing her crying, Qin Mofei's heart ached like twists and turns. Her tears fell down like broken pearls, and he couldn't finish wiping them off. He was so anxious that he coaxed softly in a clumsy voice: "Don't cry, Yan Yixiao, I beg you, your eyes can't cry yet, stop crying!"

"They don't want me anymore...I killed my sister, I'm a murderer..." Yan Yixiao sobbed fiercely, she didn't cry loudly, but her suppressed crying was even more heartbreaking, her small body, Trembling uncontrollably.

She was wronged, sad, sad, and more desperate. In this world, if even her parents and family don't want her, what should she do?
What should she do……

"You are not! Yan Yixiao, I forbid you to say that you are a murderer, you are not!" Qin Mofei squeezed her cheeks slightly, looked deeply at her pear-blossoming little face, and said in a serious and serious voice drank.

What happened on the day of the kidnapping is unknown to the outside world. As long as Yan's father and Yan's mother don't pursue it and declare that Yan Zhuyou's death was accidental, then Yan Yixiao will not be held legally responsible. After a long time of ideological work, Father Yan didn't want to lose his little daughter again, so he accepted his suggestion after struggling for several days. Therefore, he absolutely couldn't let her say such incendiary words.

"I am... I have her blood on my hands... I killed her..." Yan Yixiao's small body kept shaking, sobbing intermittently, shaking her head in a panic, defending herself sadly and fearfully : "But I didn't mean it, and I don't know why it happened... She spilled something in my eyes, I couldn't see it, and I don't know how she hit it... I really didn't mean it... ..."

"I know I know! I know you're not!" He nodded vigorously, gently wiped away her tears with his thumb, and held her face tightly and said seriously: "Yan Yixiao, remember, Yan Zhuyou's Death has nothing to do with you, you are not allowed to say anything about the murderer in the future, remember?"

Don't say it, is it really not?

But what to do?She can fool others, but she cannot fool herself!
Fear, sadness, despair, all kinds of emotions intertwined in the bottom of her heart, Yan Yixiao choked up: "Qin Mofei..."

When she was most desperate and helpless, there was only him by her side, Qin Mofei...

"I'm here!" Qin Mofei replied immediately, with pity and distress in his eyes.

"Qin Mofei!" Yan Yixiao cried out suddenly, straightened up suddenly and threw herself into his arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands, crying helplessly and sadly.

She is so sad and helpless now, she doesn't know how to take the next road, and suddenly finds that she is pitiful and pathetic, but she just fell in love with a man, but made everyone betray her, and she is in a desperate situation...

She suddenly threw herself into his arms, which made Qin Mofei slightly startled, his hands were stiff, and he lowered his eyes to look at Lihua's rainy face, and sighed in distress, slowly, he folded his arms and gently lifted her Hugging her lightly in his arms, patting her back with a big palm lovingly——

"Don't cry, I'm here, I've always been here..." He gently pressed his lips to her forehead, murmuring tenderly and lovingly.

His embrace is generous and warm, making her feel very comfortable and safe. She hugged him tightly, venting her grievance and sadness to her heart's content. At this moment, she, who is alone and helpless, can only rely on him...

In the cold ward, there was a warm breath slowly flowing. The two people hugging each other tightly on the ward did not realize that there was a pair of dark and cold eyes staring at them fiercely outside the ward...

Her emotions gradually calmed down, and her tears and crying also subconsciously stopped. She quietly leaned against his arms, as if she had fallen asleep.

Gently, Qin Mofei carefully put her back on the hospital bed, gently covered her with the quilt, stared at her peaceful face with deep eyes, and couldn't help himself, he bent his lips and branded a pet on her forehead. Drowning light kiss.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in Qin Mofei's pocket vibrated without warning. He frowned slightly, and then took out the phone to answer it as he left the hospital bed and walked towards the window.

"Hello!" Qin Mofei uttered a word impatiently, keeping his voice down as low as possible.

——"Are you still in the hospital?" Although Lolita's voice was a question, she must not be surprised. She had long concluded that he must still be in the hospital.

"I have something to talk about!" Qin Mofei was not in the mood to exchange pleasantries, and directly snorted coldly.

——"Grandpa asked you to come back immediately!" Since that was the case, Lolita stopped talking nonsense and said lightly.

"I can't leave now, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Qin Mofei frowned fiercely, turned to look at the thin and helpless little figure on the hospital bed, his heart tightened, and he lowered his voice and refused impatiently.

——"No way! Grandpa is furious, saying that if you don't come back immediately, he will come to the hospital to look for you!" Lolita groaned lazily.

"Are you annoying?" Qin Mofei groaned irritably, gritted his teeth and weighed it for a few seconds, and finally felt that the old man at home could not be offended, so he could only shout angrily: "Got it! Immediately return!"

Annoyed to cut off the call, Qin Mofei frowned fiercely, sighed heavily, and then walked back to the bed, staring deeply at the little woman who seemed to be sleeping peacefully and sweetly, thinking, she was already asleep, he It should be fine to leave for a while.

"Sleep well, I'll be back soon!"

Leaning over, his thin lips lightly pressed against her forehead, he murmured softly, then checked carefully, and only after making sure that everything was covered for her by the quilt, he left in peace.

The door of the ward was gently opened and closed again, and the sound of Qin Mofei's footsteps gradually drifted away...

In the huge ward, there was a deathly silence, the thin and small figure on the bed lay motionless, the pale and haggard little face, with tears slid out of the corners of the eyes...

In the end, in the end, the rest is only her alone...

Suddenly, she hated why she didn't fall asleep just now. It would be great if she fell asleep. In the dead of night, even if Qin Mofei lowered his voice, she could still clearly hear the content of his conversation with Lolita.

It turned out that it was not enough for him to like her, his family would not like her, especially since she was a murderer now, no one would like her...no one...

In her world, she was the only one left, alone... lingering...

Love, home, warmth, she lost them all overnight, her heart ached so badly that she dared not even breathe too hard, she trembled suddenly, she suddenly felt very cold, really cold...

It was a kind of coldness permeating from the bones, which could not be suppressed and flowed continuously through the whole body. The small body was trembling uncontrollably. At this moment, she thought pessimistically, if she left this world like this ...Will anyone feel distressed?
Have it?

No... no one cares...

She has been abandoned by this world, by everyone...

With a small body, lying slowly on her side, the poor and lonely little woman is like a stray dog ​​who has suffered from snow, rain, wind and frost in the cold winter, curling up bit by bit, she is very cold...

'Squeak'——

In the dead of night when everything was quiet, there was a very slight sound of opening the door, and then, a soft footstep stepped into the ward.

'Tap, tap, tap'...

Yan Yixiao sat up abruptly, listened to the voice in a panic and debated her position, then turned her face to the direction of the footsteps, she shed tears, choking with surprise and aggrieved——

"Qin Mofei..."

He's back, right?He didn't leave her alone here, did he?She was cold, scared, sad...

However, her dependent call didn't get answered, the voice she expected didn't sound, and the warm embrace didn't come, what was there was just the suddenly freezing air and a chilling stern air——

'Tap, tap, tap'...

The footsteps continued, and the temperature in the already not too warm ward suddenly dropped. As the footsteps got closer, Yan Yixiao instinctively grabbed the quilt tightly, and shrank back in fear.

"Qin Mofei, is that you?" Her trembling voice was full of fear, because she felt that the atmosphere was not right, Qin Mofei would not have such a cold and stern aura, the person who came was not Qin Mofei...

The sound of footsteps came to the bedside and stopped, and an invisible sense of oppression suddenly enveloped her. She asked timidly and no one responded, and fear rose from the bottom of her heart instantly. Trembling slightly.

Quiet!

Except for the sound of her own heavy breathing, there was no other sound, and she bit her lip hard. Could it be that she heard it wrong?Maybe no one came at all, because she was too afraid of darkness and loneliness, thinking that someone came to see her, because she was too eager for warmth and company, so she had auditory hallucinations, is that true?
Yes, it must be so, no one will come to see her...

The shoulders collapsed, the small body exuded a sense of loneliness and sadness, and the pale and thin little face was full of sorrow, so sad...

A big hand quietly stretched towards her eyes, with slender and perfect fingers, gently twisted the blindfolds on her eyes, and pulled them up little by little——

"Ah..." She screamed, trying to dodge reflexively, but in the next second, a big hand grabbed her round shoulders, not giving her the slightest chance to dodge.

The blindfold was ripped off, and she instinctively closed her eyes tightly, trembling with fright. After a few seconds, she didn't feel the strong light, and then she panted slightly and opened her eyes very slowly——

She hadn't used her eyes for many days, and it was difficult to open them completely for a while. She squinted halfway, her eyes were blurred, and although the dim light wasn't dazzling, she couldn't see clearly.

Her eyes moved up little by little, and in a haze, she saw a handsome and stern face——

Her breath was suddenly suffocated, and after going through this series of accidents, facing this handsome face again, a kind of vicissitudes and sadness appeared in her heart, as if she had passed away...

Yan Yixiao, in your whole life, you should never, never should, just not fall in love with this man named 'Luo Yunqing'!

He is your poison, if you touch him, you will only die!
"What? Disappointed?"

With a face covered with frost, he slowly bent down to get closer to her, and his cold voice, full of strong sarcasm and contempt, gushed out on her face.

His vision gradually became clearer, Yan Yixiao stared blankly at his face that was close at hand, and could clearly see the resentment and anger in his eyes, her heart twitched, and her throat seemed to be savagely slapped by an invisible hand. Choked, she couldn't speak.

Luo Yunqing's face was cold, a contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, his eyes were sharp like swords, without a trace of warmth, they shot straight into her eyes, he stared closely at her eyes, and there was a gloomy expression on her lips. With a breath: "When your eyes can see again, the first person to see is not Qin Mofei, so, are you disappointed?"

His tone was unprecedentedly gloomy, every word could send a chill down the spine, he squinted his eyes slightly, his gloomy eyes exuded a dangerous message, staring at her... eyes !

If there was still a tinge of love and pity for her in his heart, when he approached her bedside, when he heard the word "Qin Mofei" from her mouth, it disappeared in an instant!
It turned out that when she was miserable and helpless, the first person she thought of and wanted to rely on was Qin Mofei, not him——Luo Yunqing!
Therefore, she who has another man in her heart...doesn't deserve his pity!

Her sadness, her crying, her sadness and helplessness are all vented in the arms of other men, she lets other men hug her, she lets other men kiss her, when he comes in front of her, What she yelled was another man!
Just ask, how could he feel sorry for her?
The image of Qin Mofei hugging her and kissing her forehead lingered in his mind as if it had taken root. The jealousy and hatred in his heart aroused the unwillingness and contradiction in his heart, and the hatred in Luo Yunqing's eyes became more and more intense...

She knew how torturous he had been these days, busy arranging Yan Zhuyou's funeral, and investigating many suspicious points on the day of the kidnapping, he would come to see her every day, but what he saw was Qin Mofei's love for her The affectionate care and her unnatural dependence on Qin Mo in the coma.

Such a scene was really dazzling, and his heart was also severely hurt...

The more I thought about it, the more I hated her. His big hands like iron pincers suddenly grabbed her shoulders fiercely. He approached her lips, his cold eyes fixed on her pale and haggard face, and he gritted his teeth and asked sinisterly——

"Tell me, why did you kill her?"

Why kill her...

There was a 'hum' in Yan Yixiao's mind, and she became dizzy for a while. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief, and reflexively shouted: "I didn't!"

"She is your own older sister, Yan Yixiao, how vicious is your heart? You can be cruel to her!" But he turned a deaf ear to her words, squinting his eyes and looked at her with the utmost coldness, without any hesitation. Unceremoniously condemned severely.

"I didn't! I don't know what happened, she bumped into it herself!" Yan Yixiao raised her haggard face, and argued excitedly with tears of grievance.

She didn't, she didn't, it wasn't her, why didn't even he believe her?

Luo Yunqing sneered as if he had heard the Arabian Nights. He squeezed her shoulders so hard that he almost crushed her bones. He gritted his teeth and growled: "Yan Yixiao, is Yoyo crazy? I bumped into the knife in your hand? Why did you take the knife? Didn't you just want to kill her with the knife?"

His aggressive gaze fixed on her eyes, every question made her dumbfounded, the pain in her shoulders made her break out in cold sweat, but she had no strength to break free from his brutality, she looked at him in horror, speechless.

(End of this chapter)