The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 295 I want to see her (2)
White mist lingered outside the gate of life and death, Qiao Wan trotted all the way, and saw that familiar figure from a long distance away.

She suddenly stood still, looking at his tall body like a hill from a distance, her eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of longing.

But she didn't dare to express her emotions easily, so she could only rub her eyes and walk past lightly.

Seeing her approaching, the man also stiffened instantly, and slowly turned sideways to stare at her figure intently.

"Are you Fu Tianlang?" She was dressed in white and wanted to make fun of him, but when she found that she couldn't move her arm, she could only let it go.

"Yes." His eyes fell sharply on top of her head, his chest was heaving with excitement, and he approached her without thinking carefully.

Seeing the menacing black mist approaching, Qiao Wan quickly took two steps back in fright, and shouted, "Wait! Wait! Don't come over!"

Although he had restrained his hostility the moment she appeared, but she was injured at this time, so there was no guarantee that she would be able to withstand the evil spirit.

Fu Tianlang was taken aback for a moment, with a hint of anger and injury on his expression: "Why?"

Qiao Wan shook his head and sighed softly, and replied grumpily: "Actually... Well, I was actually injured a little earlier, and I really can't stand the evil spirit on your body. If I get too close, it may prolong my recovery. time."

Fu Tianlang was startled, and he really took two steps back, keeping a relatively safe distance from her.

"Where is the injury? Is it serious?" He set his eyes on her drooping arm.

The feeling of oppression suddenly faded, Qiao Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious, but you are a living soul, you shouldn't stay here, go back quickly, your family should worry about it later."

Hearing this, Fu Tianlang pursed his lips and said, "I have no family, and now my only lover is in a coma, no one will worry about me except her."

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, looked up at him stupidly, then felt that she was losing her composure, and quickly lowered her eyes, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "This... the door of life and death, the living returns, the dead enter, you are never in the Here, and she... maybe she will wake up soon?"

Fu Tianlang's pupils shrank suddenly: "Soon, when is it?"

Qiao Wan choked, and scratched his head subconsciously: "About... a month later?"

He stared at her with burning eyes: "Is this true?"

Qiao Wan swallowed her saliva, and secretly took out the revived snare drum: "Really! Really!"

After saying that, she no longer looked at his ferocious face, and beat the drum with the stick "dong dong dong", chanting words in her mouth.

"Go back, go back, Yinchao Hell is not your way..."

He stared at her motionlessly, his fingers trembling slightly.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Qiao Wan knocked hard again.

"Go back, go back, your girl might be waiting for you..."

A suction surged towards his back, causing his feet to leave the ground in an instant.

Fu Tianlang gritted his teeth, and said in a hoarse voice at the moment of leaving: "If you can see her, please let me know. If she doesn't come back within a month, I will definitely go with her!"

There was another "boom", and the snare drum in Qiao Wan's hand fell, and after he left, she stood there in a daze, unable to calm down for a long time.

The bamboo door was pushed open, and Qiao Guan went back to the wounded room in desperation.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Uncle Zheng smoking opium on the bed. The old man smiled at her and said, "Send him off?"

Qiao Guan paused for a long while, then nodded silently, then pondered for a while, and said, "Uncle Zheng, I've already thought about that matter earlier, so you can give up your seat to someone else, and I'll come down next year. "

She climbed back to bed, pulled the quilt over her head and couldn't fall asleep.

Fu Tianlang has always been a rigorous person, and what he says will definitely come true, so how dare she leave him and leave early, now she can only follow her previous thinking, and she will just wait for him at the bridge after next year.

Uncle Zheng let out an "ah", without saying anything, put down his big pipe, and walked out the door shaking his head.

"Wake up, wake up!"

Hearing Qiao's mother's sobs, Fu Tianlang opened his eyes on the hospital bed. He silently looked at the hanging bottle next to his right hand. His dark eyes did not have the foggy feeling of ordinary people just waking up.

He moved his fingers, sat up and tried to get out of bed, but was stopped by Dad Qiao: "Where are you going?"

Fu Tianlang didn't lift his head.

Joe's father sighed helplessly: "Awan hasn't woken up yet, so it doesn't make much sense for you to go there now. Eat first. Your mother Qiao made soup for you. Only when you are full will you have the strength to go see her."

Qiao's mother agreed and scooped up a bowl for him, but she didn't see the other party take it for a long time.

Father Qiao frowned, and persuaded earnestly: "Listen to Uncle Qiao, and eat a little? The doctor said that there is nothing serious about Ah Wan, maybe you will wake up tomorrow? What will you do if you collapse from hunger?"

Fu Tianlang was silent for a long time, finally took the porcelain bowl from Qiao's mother's hand, and drank the soup without saying a word.

He is finally willing to eat!
Qiao's father and Qiao's mother's eyes overflowed with joy.

"Hurry up, go to the restaurant at the entrance and pack some good food and vegetables. How about a bowl of soup?" Dad Qiao yelled hastily.

Qiao's mother nodded, pulled Qiao Li and trotted out all the way, while Qiao Li turned her head frequently, and when she arrived at the restaurant, she said enviously: "Among our three sisters, Ah Wan's life is the best, she must be The good fortune I cultivated in my previous life is to meet such an infatuated person as Qiao Lang."

She was a little upset, she couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or other emotions, after all, when a man really loves you like his life, it doesn't matter whether he has read a book or not, and whether he can make a fortune in the future.

Mother Qiao took the lunch box, frowned, and said, "Stop saying a few words, your sister is still unconscious on the bed, what are you talking about?"

Qiao Li's delicate face gradually sank, she took a step back and stopped talking.

ten days later.

On winter nights, there is a lot of cold wind.

And in the corridor of the hospital tonight, there was a little white mouse poking around.

Its dark eyes wandered around, and when it was sure that no one was around, it ran awkwardly along the corner of the wall with four short legs trembling, and then accidentally hit the wall with a "bang"...

Qiao Guan screamed in pain, then quickly shut up, rolled around on the ground and quickly got up, then sneaked to the door of his ward.

Her soul body is actually not well yet, but she misses her family too much, so without telling Uncle Zheng and the ghost doctor, she secretly separated a part of her soul body to have a look.

But this small part of her soul is not enough to support the consciousness of "Qiao Wan", so she can only find a smaller mouse, but even if it is only a mouse, she still walks very slowly. neatly.

But it doesn't matter, she can't see the light now, and she will leave at dawn, and she just came up to take a look, and it doesn't matter what she uses.

(End of this chapter)