"Mother……"

Yang Ruoyan's eyes were constantly rotating in his closed eyelids. Although he was talking, he was not answering him.

Is she dreaming? She misses her mother?

Lin Zefeng looked up again and looked at Chen Yibo, asking "What to do" with his eyes.

Chen Yibo lowered his hand powerlessly and remembered the wedding scene. Yang Ruoyan also refused to let him touch it again, and his heart was so painful that it was indescribable.

Waving his hand, he said weakly:

"Let's go."

He took the lead in going to the inpatient department, but in fact he didn't want Lin Zefeng to see his tears.

But the crystal tears carried his pain, and he ran out first, but was observed by Lin Zefeng.

...

The inpatient department is behind the emergency room, separated a building and walked through a corridor.

At this time, it was already dark, and the night in the hospital seemed much quieter. Leaving the noise of the city, it could also calm down.

In the ward passage of the inpatient department, there were only a few angels in white walking back and forth, and few patients' families appeared.

When Lin Zefeng was in the hospitalization procedures, he booked the best ward in this hospital, which is a single hotel-style room, on the second floor.

When he stepped into the ward, Chen Yibo instinctively wanted to turn on the lights for him, but Lin Zefeng lowered his voice and shouted:

"Don't let it go, it will wake up Yanyan!"

Chen Yibo frowned slightly. When did he become so meticulous and know how to care about people? And what did he call her? Yanyan? It seems that he had always called her Yang Ruoyan before.

The dark light covered Chen Yibo's deep eyes, making Lin Zefeng not capture his strange eyes.

Carefully taking advantage of the faint light from the street lights outside the window, Lin Zefeng groped to the edge of the bed and put Yang Ruoyan on the bed.

But what was helpless was that when his hands left Yang Ruoyan, the hand she hooked on her neck immediately increased its strength, and she still hung him, her head kept leaning into his arms, muttering in fear:

"Mom, don't leave me...I'm afraid! Mom, I'm afraid!"

I went there, and he really thought of himself as her mother? How lack of love is she? How lack of security is she?

His whole body slowly pressed down, slowly put her head on the pillow, stroked her head, and gently attached it to her ear and said:

"If you don't leave, if you don't leave, I will accompany you, I won't leave."

Yang Ruoyan then let go of his hand, but turned to hold Lin Zefeng's arm, turned sideways, curled up in his hand, looking for the sense of security she wanted.

"Well……"

Lin Zefeng's whole face turned red with his arms touching the softness on her chest, and his heartbeat increased a lot, like a deer, jumping around, clearly and sounding.

Chen Yibo behind him felt inexplicably jealous when he saw Yang Ruoyan reliant on him so much. The intimate interaction between the two made him furious, but he remembered Hu Mengke's words just now.

"If Yanyan sleeps with other men every day, I'll see if you're angry."

The anger that was ignited was extinguished in half. Yang Ruoyan's unconscious conditioning reflex almost made him crazy. Not to mention that he was still marrying another woman on her birthday, this was indeed fatal and cruel to her.

"Let her hug her for a while. It's rare that she dreamed of her mother. Perhaps in her dream, she was seeking her mother's protection. After she was young, only her mother kept protecting her. Even though she went crazy in the end, she still used her last life to protect her."
Chapter completed!