As soon as Ling Sisi arrived at the hospital, she heard Bai Yu''s voice. Suddenly, she lost the courage to enter. Knowing that Xuan Xuan was the one he loved in his heart, she had to listen to Ling Ling. Thinking of her illness, she sat down on the corridor bench with her head drooping.


    Out of the ward, Bai Yu caught a glimpse of the woman on the bench and sat down beside her with a smile. "Why don''t you come in?"


    "I..." She looked up at the man beside her with an unnatural expression.


    Dark pupil Mou shows the color of doubt, white Yu congmou, "you can never be the woman of twist."


    Her forthrightness seems to have changed recently. Ling Sisi feels the same way. But there are so many bad things on her mind that she can''t breathe.


    "Bai Chen, can you do me a favor?"


    "Well?"


    The man was a little surprised. He had known her for so many years and had never seen her ask for help.


    Her calm little face was mixed together. Ling Sisi''s hands were crossed between her legs, and her heart beat faster and faster. "My mother''s asthma is serious. She thinks you''re good. I want you to play in front of my mother


    Acting?


    Bai Yu frowned and felt ridiculous about this statement. He moved his eyes forward and didn''t know what he was thinking. There were many thoughts in his deep eyes.


    After not seeing his response for a long time, Ling Sisi gave a slight smile and then got up, "forget it..." She approached the ward and reached for the door.


    When his hand touched the skin, an electric current from the palm of his hand instantly flowed into his heart. Ling Sisi shuddered and drew back his hand. He did not dare to look directly into his eyes.


    Bai Chen sees this, just a shallow smile, "I promised you."


    There was doubt in the woman''s eyes, but more gratitude. She whispered, "did you really agree?"


    "Friends are in trouble. How can I refuse? What''s more, it''s just a play. " His gentle eyes narrowed into a line, actually dyed some lovely.


    Yes, it was just a play for him. Ling Sisi nodded at him and whispered, "thank you."


    In the ward, Mu Qingxuan listens to the deliberately low voice outside the door. A smile appears at the corner of her mouth, and the sound of turning the doorknob spreads in her ear. She lowers her head to read the comics, as if nothing has happened.


    "Xuan Xuan, how are you feeling today?" As soon as Ling Sisi entered the door, he had a bright smile on his face, which was different from the one just outside the door.


    Mu Qingxuan closed the cartoon and turned her eyes to the person who came. "It''s very good. What were you muttering about outside the door just now? You can''t speak ill of me, can you?"


    "How dare you? You''re not going to kill me yet."


    The two of them are still the same. They are fighting against each other, but that''s the witness of their feelings.


    Mu Qingxuan looked at Bai Chen and saw that he was empty handed. She couldn''t help laughing and said, "classmate Bai Chen, what fruit do you want to buy for me?"


    After hearing this, he realized that he had just gone out to buy fruit. Unexpectedly, he forgot, "I''ll go now." Bai Chen said and left the ward again.


    Seeing the figure of him leaving in a hurry, Ling Sisi shrugged, "it turns out that he is so careless." Bai Yu in Ling Sisi''s impression has always been meticulous. Today, she sees him differently.


    "What''s going on?" Mu Qingxuan''s sinister smile appeared on her face.


    Mercilessly gave her a white eye, Ling Sisi an index finger poked in her head, "who don''t know the white faced scholar like people have always been you!"


    Mu Qingxuan didn''t speak any more. She just lowered her head and laughed.


    Apartment


    looking at Mo Yanrui sitting on the sofa, Dai Jiaoqian doesn''t dare to get close to him. His back is so lonely. He is watching Xiaochen''s painting. He comes forward with the cut fruit, puts it on the table, reaches out and touches the child''s head, "Xiaochen, have some fruit."


    Mo Yanrui raised Mou to stare at her one eye, "don''t touch small Chen." His tone of indifference makes people feel cold.


    Dai Jiaoqian sat on the other side as if she had a layer of ice stone in her heart. "Mo Yanrui, you treat me like this, my stomach..."


    "Don''t say that in front of the kids."


    He coldly gives a word, let Dai Jiaoqian instantly get up and enter the room, never come out again.


    Xiaochen looked at Mo Yanrui''s thin face, "Daddy, how can you be so fierce to Aunt Dai?"


    "Nothing. Don''t get too close to her in the future, you know?" Mo Yanrui opens his mouth and looks at Xiaochen''s face. His big eyes are like Mu Qingxuan. I don''t know how she is now.


    At this time, Xiaochen has already done a good job in drawing, and he is very interested in introducing him, "this is daddy, this is Mommy, this is me." His villain is sandwiched between two people, three hands holding hands, very harmonious.


    Looking at the painting, Mo Yanrui is silent. In Xiaochen''s heart, he is still longing for a happy family, but he often ignores this point.


    "Daddy, I haven''t seen mummy for a long time. You said mummy was in hospital and worried that I was not happy, so I was not allowed to see her. Now it''s been so many days, can''t I go?" Xiaochen blinked, full of supplication and expectation.Mo Yanrui''s sword eyebrows suddenly frowned. Why didn''t he expect that?


    "Well, I''ll take you."


    The central hospital


    Ling Sisi and Bai Chen have gone back. Mu Qingxuan is sitting on the bed, looking straight at the white wall, wondering what she is thinking.


    The door is pushed open, a childish voice rings in the ear, Xiaochen looks at the long time not seen mummy, directly rushed to the bed, "mummy, I miss you so much."


    Mu Qingxuan is shocked by the unexpected child. She looks at the child in surprise, "that..."


    "Qingxuan, this is Xiaochen, our child." Mo Yanrui stops what she wants to say with a little pleading in her eyes.


    He wanted to


    The child''s bright eyes look at her. Mu Qingxuan smiles and hugs Xiaochen to bed. "Long time no see, Xiaochen. Mommy wants you too."


    Smell speech, small Chen eyebrow is a wrinkly, "Mommy, why don''t you call me coconut?"


    His small face is showing a light complaint. Mu Qingxuan covers her mouth and smiles secretly. "Mommy has forgotten. I''m sorry. Coconut loves Mommy best. She won''t care, will she?" She nodded his little nose.


    "I''ll forgive Mommy this time. It won''t happen again."


    Mo Yanrui is dazzled by the love interaction between mother and son. Originally, she suspected that Mu Qingxuan''s amnesia was false. But now, it seems that she really forgot the past with him, and her heart sank.


    His deep eyes turned to the woman on the bed, "Qingxuan, Xiaochen said he wanted to take you to a place."


    "Is that right, Xiao Chen?" Mu Qingxuan lowered her head and asked softly.


    Xiaochen is a smart child, naturally understand his intention, quickly nodded, "yes, yes, let''s go."


    "Well, well, I''ll change!"