She seemed to have figured out something suddenly, and stumbled into the front of the car, watching Li Haotian being carried out by the police in blood.
At that moment, all doubts, fears and worries disappeared.
She suddenly felt that she was wrong, outrageously wrong.
How could she think that the person doesn't care about her and doesn't love her, and how could she think that there is no love in this world?
It’s clear... it’s clear that person really showed up.
That person is her salvation and hope.
……
On a sunny afternoon, Bai Moran came to the ward wearing a white long skirt and holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. She walked to the bed lightly and inserted all the flowers into the vase on one table.
Then she skillfully sat on the chair and looked at the person on the bed.
Several months have passed since the accident, but the person in front of him shows no sign of awakening.
She held his hand and stroked the clearly-chopped finger carefully.
Only when she touched this warm finger would her heart calm down.
If you were gushing desire for these hands before, then now you are completely surrendering to these hands and willing to surrender with love.
Li Haotian, when do you think you will wake up?
The people on the hospital bed had no reaction, as if they had lost any thoughts.
She looked at him deeply, and a different kind of sourness filled her eyebrows and eyes.
If she could face her love before, maybe nothing would have happened.
This road in life, sometimes once you take the wrong path, you have to waste countless time and energy to turn back.
Sometimes she wondered if she had agreed to him directly at that time and the two of them stayed together forever, would Bai Rui have no chance to take her away? Then wouldn't everything happen?
But life has no assumption.
If it weren't for this matter, how could she see her heart clearly?
She lay gently on his palm, feeling the scorching temperature, and her heart slowly calmed down.
She slowly closed her eyes, imagining the scene of this man gently touching her hair and hugging her.
But I don’t know if it was her illusion or what happened, but it seemed that someone really touched her hair.
She opened her eyes in a daze, just in time to meet the man's deep eyes.
His peach blossom eyes looked bright and bright, except that his face was a little pale, almost the same as normal.
What's wrong, are you so happy?
The man's magnetic voice came into his ears, shaking her whole body.
She cried again, tears slowly lowering down her cheeks, looking like fragile glass.
Li Haotian slowly raised his hand and wiped her tears, saying softly, "Don't cry, am I okay?"
Bai Mo Ran threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly. Li Haotian, I'm sorry.
Li Haotian gently patted her back and spoke with extreme comfort. It doesn’t matter, am I fine now?
But the more he said this, the faster her tears flowed, like a bead with a broken thread.
Li Haotian comforted her for a long time, and then she completely got out of that bad mood.
But the moment she calmed down, her kiss fell on his lips in a shattered and hot manner.
The soft tongue entered his mouth and swam flexibly between his lips and teeth, like a flexible fish.
At that moment, all doubts, fears and worries disappeared.
She suddenly felt that she was wrong, outrageously wrong.
How could she think that the person doesn't care about her and doesn't love her, and how could she think that there is no love in this world?
It’s clear... it’s clear that person really showed up.
That person is her salvation and hope.
……
On a sunny afternoon, Bai Moran came to the ward wearing a white long skirt and holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. She walked to the bed lightly and inserted all the flowers into the vase on one table.
Then she skillfully sat on the chair and looked at the person on the bed.
Several months have passed since the accident, but the person in front of him shows no sign of awakening.
She held his hand and stroked the clearly-chopped finger carefully.
Only when she touched this warm finger would her heart calm down.
If you were gushing desire for these hands before, then now you are completely surrendering to these hands and willing to surrender with love.
Li Haotian, when do you think you will wake up?
The people on the hospital bed had no reaction, as if they had lost any thoughts.
She looked at him deeply, and a different kind of sourness filled her eyebrows and eyes.
If she could face her love before, maybe nothing would have happened.
This road in life, sometimes once you take the wrong path, you have to waste countless time and energy to turn back.
Sometimes she wondered if she had agreed to him directly at that time and the two of them stayed together forever, would Bai Rui have no chance to take her away? Then wouldn't everything happen?
But life has no assumption.
If it weren't for this matter, how could she see her heart clearly?
She lay gently on his palm, feeling the scorching temperature, and her heart slowly calmed down.
She slowly closed her eyes, imagining the scene of this man gently touching her hair and hugging her.
But I don’t know if it was her illusion or what happened, but it seemed that someone really touched her hair.
She opened her eyes in a daze, just in time to meet the man's deep eyes.
His peach blossom eyes looked bright and bright, except that his face was a little pale, almost the same as normal.
What's wrong, are you so happy?
The man's magnetic voice came into his ears, shaking her whole body.
She cried again, tears slowly lowering down her cheeks, looking like fragile glass.
Li Haotian slowly raised his hand and wiped her tears, saying softly, "Don't cry, am I okay?"
Bai Mo Ran threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly. Li Haotian, I'm sorry.
Li Haotian gently patted her back and spoke with extreme comfort. It doesn’t matter, am I fine now?
But the more he said this, the faster her tears flowed, like a bead with a broken thread.
Li Haotian comforted her for a long time, and then she completely got out of that bad mood.
But the moment she calmed down, her kiss fell on his lips in a shattered and hot manner.
The soft tongue entered his mouth and swam flexibly between his lips and teeth, like a flexible fish.