Leng Tianchen was not interested: "I just want to know how her heart is."
"The 10% chance also means there is hope of rescue. Let's find that person first."
…
It was another routine daily examination. Xia Qianchen was pushed into the examination room, precision instruments scanned her heart, and the doctor wrote down the condition in the notebook.
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.
☆☆☆☆☆Special division for young master☆☆☆☆☆
Xia Qianchen felt that her body was very heavy, her thoughts were wandering, and she was stuck in a dark realm.
But she seemed to hear the low sound of sheep, feel the gentle wind, and smell the fresh fragrance of green grass.
Her soft eyelashes opened, and her eyes were filled with dizzying light.
She saw herself sleeping on the windowsill, and the entire floor-to-ceiling glass was reflected in the sunlight.
The golden light dissolves into a halo, like a dream.
The first thing she saw was the two pairs of slender legs.
In the middle is hers, and on both sides are slender male legs.
Her body was held by strong arms, she leaned against his strong chest, and her heart was still beating steadily and powerfully in his chest.
It's a warm sunny day.
Outside the window, the sky is blue and white with clouds, the grass is rolling, and white sheep are grazing.
Is this a dream? She thought she had retreated into memories of Ireland, but she clearly heard a male's deep voice asking in her ear: "Are you awake?"
Xia Qianchen's body was shocked.
Young Emperor Nangong pondered over her head in a low voice.
When he felt that she woke up, his mind went blank for dozens of seconds, and he didn't even know how to react.
He almost thought it was her imagination.
Her long hair was blown away by the wind, and he smoothed her hair with his big palm, and his voice asked again: "Are you tired?"
Xia Qianchen's head moved slightly, but she never dared to turn around.
Young Emperor Nangong 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 passed out. She thought that was the last time they saw each other. But when she woke up, the first person she saw was him again!
She didn't know what happened when she was in a coma, but the heavy atmosphere in the air told her——
"Do you know everything?" she asked with her throat tight.
He looked at her for a long time and then said in a suppressed voice: "Some roads are very far. If you go on, you will be very tired. If you don't go, you will regret it for the rest of your life... Why don't we go together."
Xia Qianchen's eyes moved and her heart beat erratically.
"Don't drive me away again."
He whispered, holding her tightly in his arms.
Xia Qianchen woke up suddenly and struggled: "Young Emperor Nangong?!"
He responded: "Xia Qianchen."
"No, I can't go with you." She started to panic.
He grabbed her wrists and said firmly: "Even if you drive me away again, I won't leave."
"..."
"Don't forget the promise that I will love you for 80 years."
He held her chin, and there was such deep pain in his eyes.
She could leave him so easily and not want him.
Looking at him, Xia Qianchen felt like a hole was dug in her heart. As soon as she made a sound, tears fell in clusters: "Where did the 80 years come from... I don't have 80 years anymore..."