Leng Tianchen had no interest: "I just want to know how her heart is."
"A 10% chance also means that there is hope of being rescued. Let's find that person first."
...
It was another routine examination every day. Xia Qianchen was pushed into the examination room, and the instrument was carefully scattered on her heart. The doctor wrote down the condition in the record book.
But no one knew that the person who was pushed back to the ward after the examination was No. 0328, who had been injected with anesthetic.
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Xia Qianchen felt that his body was heavy and heavy, and his thoughts were floating, and he was stuck in the dark field.
But she seemed to hear the sound of a sheep crying, felt the gentle wind, and smelled the fresh fragrance of grass.
Her soft eyelashes opened, and there was a dizzy light in front of her eyes.
She saw herself sleeping on the windowsill, and the glass of the entire floor-to-ceiling window was reflected by the sunlight.
The golden light dissolves out the halo, like a dream.
She first saw two pairs of slender legs.
There is hers in the middle, and there are slender male legs on both sides.
Her body was held by strong arms, and she leaned against her strong chest, and her heart was still beating steadily and vigorously in his chest.
It's a warm and sunny day.
Outside the window, the sky is blue and white clouds, the grass is continuous, and white sheep are scattered to eat grass.
Is this a dream? She thought she had retreated to Ireland's memories, but she clearly heard a low voice from a man asking in her ear: "Are you awake?"
Xia Qianchen's body was shocked.
Nangong Shaodi pondered on her head in a low voice.
When he felt her awake, his mind was blank for dozens of seconds, and he didn't even know how to react.
He almost thought it was her hallucination.
Her long hair was blown away by the wind, and her big palm stroked her hair, and his voice asked again: "Are you tired?"
Xia Qianchen's head moved slightly, but he still didn't dare to turn it around.
Nangong Shaodi held her chin and turned her face away.
In his green eyes, something was slowly condensing.
Xia Qianchen was in a daze. She saw him leaving and fainted. She thought that was their last side. But when she woke up, he was the first person she saw!
She didn't know what was happening in her coma, but the heavy atmosphere in the air was telling her-
"Do you know everything?" she asked tightly.
He looked at her for a long time before saying in a depressing voice: "Some roads are very far away, and it will be very tiring to walk on. If you don't walk, you will regret it for life... It's better for us to go together."
Xia Qianchen's eyes moved and his heart was beating irregularly.
"Don't drive me away."
He whispered, holding her tightly in his arms.
Xia Qianchen suddenly woke up and struggled: "Nangong Shaodi?!"
He responded: "Xia Qianchen."
"No, I can't go with you." She began to frighten.
He grabbed her wrists and said firmly, "I won't leave even if you drive me away."
“…”
"Don't forget, I want to love you for 80 years."
He held her chin, and the deep pain in his eyes was revealed.
She could leave him so easily and not him.
Xia Qianchen was looked at by his eyes, and his heart seemed to have dug a hole. As soon as he made a sound, tears fell in a string: "Where did I come from 80 years... I haven't 80 years..."