wife and father

The indoor Egyptian blue water lily blooms at night regardless of the season, exuding a faint fragrance - the same as the faint smell of Ji Lian.

The person who carried Qiao Sen into the room withdrew.The voice-activated light in the corridor outside the door was on for a moment, then dimmed again.

Ji Lian felt a little tired.But looking at the person lying on his bed at this moment by the moonlight, he only felt resistance.

He subconsciously connected Qiao Sen and Gu An, but like Gu An, he never felt that they were the same person.

Things are special here.

He and Gu An are not alone, but they share this frail body.

So, when the man on the bed saw him, did he see Gu An, or Ji Lian?He thought, what Qiao Sen saw was definitely not Ji Lian.

In Ji Lian's amber eyes, there is hatred belonging to him, but at the same time, there is affection and yearning belonging to Gu An.

He tried his best to suppress himself, but still couldn't stop panting.

It was like a boulder was pressing on his chest, he couldn't avoid it, he couldn't escape, he had no choice but to let it be slaughtered without any resistance and bear it silently.

It's not that he didn't try to turn the situation around, but he encountered hesitation for the first time in his life-even he who didn't hesitate at the time when he sent Ji Ke to Huangquan Road with his own hands, unexpectedly for such a person He couldn't believe that a man who was useless except for his height had affected his code of conduct and judgment.

But the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't believe it.

The eyelids are heavy, but the spirit seems to be getting more and more excited.Ji Lian began to feel restless.

The matter of Zhang Chen and Li Zan was already enough to give him a headache, now he has caused this big trouble like crazy again, is it not a disease, what is it?

Ji Lian knew that she was too impulsive to do this.But impulsiveness, how many people in the world can completely control it and hold it in the palm of their own hands?

Especially after seeing the smile on Zhang Chen's face——

The steps towards the bed seemed to be taken subconsciously.Light and slow steps, with resistance and yearning from two souls respectively.

The happiness revealed from the corners of Zhang An's eyes and brows made Ji Lian feel that at that moment, her whole heart was hollowed out.

Turns out, a sneaky phone call can feel satisfying.

And what about himself?But there is not even a person who can make a phone call to say hello on this most important festival for Chinese people.

The person sitting by the bed might be Ji Lian, but the person looking at that sleeping face is Gu An.

Ji Lian felt a sore feeling from the fundus of her eyes, and then her eyes began to heat up and swell, and the next moment, tears dripped down with her body temperature.

The one who wept with joy was Gu An.He hadn't been in such close contact with Qiao Sen for a long, long time, and the flood of thoughts in his eyes blurred everything in front of him.

But Ji Lian did not disappear because of Gu An's appearance.

He is a special bystander, using the same body and the same heart to feel the satisfaction and happiness that is overflowing in the hearts of other people.

He felt warm blood flowing from his heart, rushing to his limbs, and finally completely occupied his brain, making him temporarily lose the ability to think.

This was something he had never felt before, but it didn't disgust him, and there was even a feeling of being filled and no longer empty.

He suddenly wanted to ask Gu An, what is this feeling?why?But he and Gu An couldn't talk, they were both rejecting each other, and there was no room for communication.

The effects of the medicine did not pass quickly, and Qiao Sen woke up three hours later.

He moved his arm, but felt as if the left half of his arm was wooden and he couldn't move it.

Qiao Sen turned his head to look, and saw Ji Lian sleeping beside him with his arms on his pillow.

There are still tears on that pretty face, his brows are slightly frowned, and his fingers occasionally have slight spasms.

Distressed.

Qiao Sen did not withdraw his arm from under Ji Lian's head, but turned sideways as lightly as possible, facing that face.

The moment he wrapped the old man's thin body in his arms, Qiao Sen felt that this was the best gift he had ever received during a festival in his life.