"I, wish, wish!" She repeated these three words between his lips and teeth, and then she saw the smile on the corners of Mo Sijue's lips gradually unfold.
"Wife!"
"husband!"
When Mo Sijue heard her calling her husband, he was filled with joy. Being able to have her was the most precious wealth in his life.
The candlelight dinner ended easily as Wenxin and Mo Sijue exchanged loving glances. When they stepped off the yacht, Mo Sijue suddenly walked up to Wenxin and squatted down, "Come up, I'll carry you!"
"Your legs..." Mo Sijue had been kneeling for too long just now. When he stood up, it was obvious that his legs were staggering when he walked.
"It's okay, Xin'er, come up, I'll carry you back!" Mo Sijue patted his shoulder, looking back at that smile, like a poppy, which made Wenxin couldn't help but climb onto his shoulder.
He dragged her hips and easily lifted her up.
Wen Xin lay on his back, and the power of warmth warmed Wen Xin's whole heart.
Mo Sijue walked very slowly. The road to the hospital was long, but he felt it was very short.
"Mo Sijue, are you injured?" Wen Xin felt the ups and downs between his legs and wiped the sweat from his forehead with worried eyes.
"Xin'er, if I become disabled, do you still want me?" Mo Sijue let out a low laugh from his chest. When Wenxin answered the word "no" without thinking, he
Laughing even louder.
"Okay, in order to prevent you from having the chance to abandon me, I won't let myself become disabled!"
Wen Xin later realized that Mo Sijue didn’t answer her question at all!
"Xin'er, are you happy tonight?" Mo Sijue chose the farthest way back to the hospital. This night, he wanted to stay with her until twelve o'clock!
"Yes!" Wenxin nodded, responded heavily, then raised his lips and smiled happily, "Happy!"
Because of you, I am happy!
"Then, you must always remember tonight that Mo Sijue has proposed to Wen Xin..."
The dim lighting stretched the overlapping figures of the two people. Mo Sijue and Wen Xin recalled that from acquaintance to hurting each other, to hatred, and then to Shou, the road they had walked and the experiences they had had
There is very little sweetness in it, and when I recall it carefully, I still feel a slight sting in my heart.
They are afraid that happiness will come too fast and they will not have time to catch it.
When he returned to the hospital, Wen Xin was already asleep. Mosijue glanced at the watch on his wrist and then turned back on his way back to Wen Xin.
When she returned to the hospital, Wen Xin opened her eyes, her long hair covering her face. Mo Sijue suddenly panicked and rushed into the hospital with her in his arms. He watched the doctor quickly enter and exit the ward. He stood outside the ward,
Looking at the shocking blood stains on his shoulders, he held his head and hit the wall behind him.
Just when he was frantically trying to rush out to find Daniel, a mysterious black figure appeared in the hospital. The person who came was Daniel's subordinate Peter. Mosijue's sinister eyes stared at the person closely.
"This is half a bottle of antidote. His Highness said you will need it!" Peter held a small transparent glass bottle in his hand, which contained a few drops of blue liquid. This is a warm and life-saving medicine!
Half a bottle in. Mosijue held the bottle firmly in his hand. He turned around angrily and left without waiting for Peter's next words.
"In four days, Miss Wen took half a bottle of antidote. If the remaining half bottle was not taken in time within four days, she would vomit blood until she died of angina!"
"SHIT!" Hearing the harsh male voice from behind, Mo Sijue punched the snow-white wall, with not even the last trace of reason left in his red eyes!
Wen Xin had already begun to cough up blood. Mo Sijue looked at the ball of gauze stained with red blood on the ground. His whole world was red.
Even though the doctors rushed around to stop it, they still couldn't find out the cause.
"Get out of here, get out of here!" His figure hidden in the darkness suddenly appeared, like a lion that had just woken up, exuding dangerous messages all over his body.
Several doctors were frightened by his angry look and quickly dropped the forceps and gauze in their hands and quickly exited the ward.
The steps under Mo Sijue's feet were as if they were filled with lead wood. The distance of just a few steps seemed to have taken him a lifetime!
Wen Xin's lungs felt as if they had been burned by fire. Her body no longer looked like her own. Every organ in her body was screaming to send out pain signals, but she could not even say a word of pain.
Won't come out.
Wen Xin thought to herself, is she going to die?
She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes due to this heartbreaking pain.
This time, he probably couldn't hide it from Mo Sijue, or maybe he already knew it, but he just couldn't watch her in such pain!
"Mo Sijue..." Wenxin could only rely on the deep love that Mo Sijue brought her to support this unspeakable pain.
For him, for Nuan Nuan, she can persist!
Wen Xin felt that something bitter was suddenly poured into her mouth. Then, the pain in her heart stopped, and the sweet and fishy taste in her throat gradually dissipated.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Sijue's handsome, bloodshot face magnified in front of her. She stretched out her hand to touch his handsome features warmly and distressedly, but Mo Sijue pulled her hand down and covered his face.
caught her eyes.
His breathing was a little rapid, and Wen Wenxin's face was so pale that it was scary. Seeing him beside her, she felt inexplicably relieved.
That night, she heard what he said in her ear.
"Xin'er, just sleep for a while, can we just sleep for a while?"
"Mo Sijue, I will hold on!" She squeezed his hand and fell asleep.
However, she has never forgotten that Mo Sijue told her last night that after today, he will tell her everything!
She told herself that she would only sleep for a while, but she finally fell asleep...
The morning sun shines into the room like gold. Under the white sheets, the sleeping princess is slowly kissed awake by her prince.
You can even feel the warmth between your lips and teeth, which is the unique smell of Mosijue.
He was neatly dressed and standing in front of Wen Wen with a majestic attitude. His whole body was full of evil aura. His tall figure blended into the sunlight, like a Greek god. Wen Wen subconsciously thought that she was the only one who did it last night.
Just a dream!
"Husband..." Wen Xin looked at him in trance and murmured.
Mo Sijue turned around and faced Wen Xin with his perfect profile. His eyes were as cold as frost, and there was no trace of last night.
"Wen Xin, let's break up!" Mo Sijue slowly turned his face, and Wen Xin saw that his dark blue eyes were so cold that there was no trace of warmth.