Please let her be selfish this once.
She slept until the evening before waking up. All the while, Mo Hua remained by her side, never leaving.
An Ruo didn’t want to stay in the hospital any longer. After her IV was finished, he completed her discharge procedures, took her out for a little food, and then drove her ho.
Upon bringing her to her apartnt, he didn’t co in to sit for a while. Instead, he just told her to rest early and not to overthink things, then he left.
By then, it was dark outside. Mo Hua had been driving for a while when suddenly, a car appeared ahead, blocking his path...
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An Ruo did not sleep well in her dreams; she dreamt that Kangkang was taken away. She ran hard to catch up, but no matter what, she could not get close. She could only watch helplessly as he was taken farther and farther away until he vanished.
"Kangkang, Kangkang..." she cried out his na, but the dear little guy could no longer respond to her.
"Whimper, give Kangkang back to ..." An Ruo cried as she dreamt, reaching out her hand helplessly trying to grasp sothing.
Suddenly, she grabbed onto sothing and then clutched it tightly, unwilling to let go.
"It’s alright, Kangkang will co back, don’t be afraid." A gentle, husky voice sounded beside her ear, she heard his words, and her heart settled a lot.
The thing wrapped around her body, and she was brought into his embrace, feeling his warmth, her heart also felt much warr.
The nightmare did not reappear, and An Ruo eventually fell into a deep sleep, sleeping rather well.
When she woke up the next morning, the first instant she opened her eyes, she thought of the dream she had last night; it seed like she dreamt of Tang Yuchen.
He had held her all along, and even though she did not see his face, she felt that it was him.
But on the bed, there was only her by herself, with no trace of anyone else having been there. Could it really have just been a dream?
Stepping out of the bedroom, Aunt Zhou had already prepared a lavish breakfast for her.
She asked her, "Did anyone co by last night?"
Aunt Zhou shook her head: "No."
Her expression did not look like she was lying. An Ruo was puzzled. Was it really just a dream of hers?
She didn’t dwell on the issue any longer—it didn’t matter whether it was a dream or not.
That day, An Ruo didn’t leave the house. Mo Hua gave her a call, saying so caring words before hanging up hastily, probably due to so urgent matter.
Night ca quickly; Aunt Zhou ward a cup of milk for her, and after drinking it, she went to bed. She thought she would have trouble sleeping, but it wasn’t long before she fell deeply asleep.
In her sleep, she felt soone holding her again, sensing the familiar warmth and scent.
She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she could not manage to open them.
Perhaps she was dreaming again. Why would she dream of Tang Yuchen? Could it be that deep down she truly missed him?
No, how could she possibly miss him.
An Ruo furrowed her brows tightly, trying to push him away, yet her hand was gently held. A gentle kiss landed on her lips, stirring her heartstrings.
Such a kiss, such tenderness, was sothing she could not resist.
Another kiss fell, making her heart tremble softly.
The familiar fervent chest pressed against her body, giving her a sense of security and protection. She rembered Tang Yuchen from before, how he would embrace and kiss her every night, ti and again making her indulge in his broad and warm embrace.
Each ti, just slling the pleasant masculine scent on him, her heart would race.
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