When An Ran saw Ah Hao's reply, her first reaction was not surprise, but suspicion that his account had been hacked?
She sent another text message to his number: "Is that you?"
"It's me." He replied instantly.
An Ran was so shocked that she didn't know what to say for a long time.
I always feel that something is wrong with Ah Hao. This is not his style.
An Ran took her cell phone and left Yan Liang's room, quietly returned to her bedroom, and locked the door.
She was sure that no one outside would hear the conversation, so she dialed Ah Hao's number.
As soon as the call was connected, I heard Ah Hao's voice: "It's me, no need to doubt it."
"Ah...hao," An Ran was a little confused. When did the cold Bingshan No. 2 in his memory turn into a considerate and warm man?
"I'm near the Imperial Capital, about two hours' drive from you. If you need any help from me, please tell me in advance. You don't have a tracker on you, and he won't let you wear any locator before the child is born. I told you
Remember to delete chat records, text messages, and call records at any time.”
Ahao didn't speak very fast, but there was no pause in each word, as if he had planned to say this to her for a long time.
An Ran listened to what he meant and actually planned to help her escape?!
This child has been so stimulated that his brain is a little abnormal!
An Ran was sure that Ah Hao would never have said these words before. It may be that Nie Canghao insisted on driving him away and caused too serious harm to him.
When people are extreme, they will always say something that goes against their original intention and do something that goes against their original intention.
An Ran was silent for a long time before speaking: "Ah Hao, I understand how you feel. You grew up with him, and he is more like a biological brother. You can't accept it when you suddenly leave him. But you should understand that there is no one except husband and wife.
Who can I stay with for the rest of my life?"
"Are you planning to become husband and wife with him?" Ahao asked in an indifferent tone.
safely:"……"
"I don't mean to instigate you, I just want to tell you that I can help you at any time unconditionally." Ahao's voice still had no ups and downs, as if there was no emotion.
An Ran was a little moved, but soon she shook her head firmly:
"You have finally gained your freedom. How can I drag you into trouble for my own selfish gain? Don't stay near the imperial capital anymore! You should choose a city you like and start a life of your own."
"Are you free?" Ah Hao seemed to have difficulty understanding.
safely:"……"
Okay! A is like honey, B is like arsenic. She thinks being around Nie Canghao is a kind of torture, but Ah Hao thinks it is a kind of happiness?
"Unless you urgently need my help, try not to have any form of contact, otherwise he will notice." After Ahao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
safely:"……"
How does she feel - Ahao has changed so much!
Nie Canghao has had a good habit of not procrastinating since he was a child.
He is used to doing everything vigorously and procrastination has never been his style.
But he delayed until after one o'clock in the afternoon before deciding to go to the hospital to visit Bai Ling.
Bai Ling was still lying on the hospital bed, and Zhu Hong was talking to her.
She still doesn't look well, but her cough is gone.
Nie Canghao walked in with a large bouquet of flowers and asked the nurse to bring the vase. He arranged it with his own hands and brought it to Bai Ling's bed.
Bai Ling looked at the flowers of various colors blooming in the vase, her eyes a little dark and unclear.
Zhu Hong was quite happy. She pursed her lips and joked: "This is the first time I saw Mo Gui send flowers, and they match beautifully."
The bouquet is dominated by white lilies, paired with equally pure white gardenias. These two flowers with strong fragrance immediately fill the ward with a fragrant fragrance.
In addition, there are purple tartula flowers, yellow cornflowers, green leaves, starry sky, etc. embellished among them. It is beautiful but not monotonous. It can be seen that the flower arranger has a high aesthetic and high flower arrangement skills.
Zhu Hong thought Bai Ling would be very happy after seeing the bouquet of flowers, but she turned around and found that her face seemed even paler, even turning blue.
Based on her understanding of Bai Ling over the years, this is definitely not a happy expression.
Zhu Hong re-examined Nie Canghao with some doubts, and finally found something wrong.
"Hey, Mr. Nie is wearing a wedding ring!" she exclaimed in a fuss, her tone full of malicious sarcasm.
Nie Canghao resisted the urge to kick this woman out and said, "Get out first."
Zhu Hong didn't intend to be a light bulb, but she would never let Bai Ling suffer.
"I remember that Mr. Nie had never worn a wedding ring before this. What triggered this all of a sudden?" Zhu Hong had a bad temper. It felt like a lump in his throat and he couldn't vomit. "Could it be that 001 abducted that woman because you didn't wear a wedding ring?
reason……"
"Zhu Hong!" Bai Ling suddenly got up and stood in front of Zhu Hong. She was still talking to Zhu Hong, but looked at Nie Canghao with pleading eyes. "Zhu Hong, don't joke around..."
Nie Canghao felt sorry for Bai Ling because he was weak and seriously ill, so he swallowed the bad breath and did not have an attack on the spot.
He walked towards her, as if he wanted to help her: "Why are you up? Lie down quickly."
"Zhu Hong, help me lie down." Bai Ling spoke to Zhu Hong first before he touched her.
Zhu Hong helped her lie back down again and glared at Nie Canghao angrily.
"How do you feel?" Nie Canghao retracted his hand that was originally intended to support Zhu Hong, sat down in front of her hospital bed, and asked with concern.
Bai Ling forced a smile and said softly: "It's much better. Why are you here again? I didn't ask you to be busy with your business, you always can't remember..."
"Let me come over to see you." Nie Canghao curled his lips, pointed at the bouquets on the tables next to him, and asked, "Do you like them?"
I don't know if it was Zhu Hong's misunderstanding, but she saw Bai Ling's pale face was a little blue again.
"Happy...happy." Perhaps it was because of her shortness of breath that Bai Ling found it particularly difficult to say these two words.
Nie Canghao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As long as you like it. You have to pay attention to taking good care of your body as soon as possible. The surgery time is getting closer..."
"I'm a little dizzy and sleepy." Bai Ling suddenly interrupted him and said softly: "Mo Gui, you go back first, I'll take a nap."
Nie Canghao was slightly startled, but still nodded. "You can rest. I will come see you tomorrow."
Bai Ling looked at him and begged quietly: "Zhu Hong has such a bad temper, I hope you can tolerate her more for my sake, okay?"
Although Nie Canghao was very reluctant, he still nodded slightly and agreed: "I won't embarrass her."
After receiving his promise, Bai Ling quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and seemed to be ready to sleep.
Nie Canghao could only get up and leave.
After Nie Canghao left, Zhu Hong couldn't help but complain: "Who is he! He suddenly came to see you wearing a wedding ring, his brain must have been stimulated! I said a few words to him, but he was also anxious, and he still has the same domineering temper.
…”
Bai Ling opened her eyes again and said quietly: "He came to see me in the morning. When I was sick, I leaned against him for a while... maybe it irritated him."
Zhu Hong was startled, as if he had been struck by lightning.
After a while, she exclaimed in disbelief: "Is there any mistake? He, he is... is he reminding you to keep your distance from him?!"
"It should be so." Bai Ling's tone was neither happy nor sad, and she looked completely despairing.
Zhu Hong originally wanted to scold Nie Canghao some more, but seeing Bai Ling's expression, she did not dare to provoke her any more.
She thought about how to comfort her for a long time, and suddenly saw the large bouquet of flowers placed on the table beside the bed, and the topic immediately came up.
"Look at how beautiful these flowers are! Even though Mo Gui is hateful, he still cares about you! If An Ran hadn't confused him with that vixen, you would still be the one he loves the most!"
Mentioning flowers, Bai Ling's lips once again showed a hint of bitterness. "What kind of flowers do you think they are? What metaphor do they represent?"
"Lilies and gardenias are all pure white flowers. I think they suit you very well, because your name is Bai Ling! In addition, there are also tamarisks and cornflowers that are quite beautiful. This is to match the colors.
"Zhu Hong analyzed.
After a long time, Bai Ling spoke again: "White lilies and gardenias mostly symbolize pure friendship in the language of flowers; tartula flowers represent eternal friendship; cornflowers are related to love, but...he chose yellow."
Cornflower!”
"Uh," Zhu Hong is a straight woman, and she doesn't know much about the language of flowers. "What does the yellow cornflower mean?"
"Yellow cornflower means everlasting friendship." Bai Ling replied.
Zhu Hong finally understood: "He, he wore a wedding ring and gave you such a large bouquet of flowers that symbolizes pure friendship... He probably wants to completely draw a clear line with you!"