But now it seems that Mo Nanjue doesn't just want a body. Chen An didn't know what to say at once, so he had to turn the topic to the right point, "Didn't she say she loves you?"

"If I was never as good as another man in her heart and subconsciously," Mo Nanjue didn't know why he said these words, "What's the use of this kind of thing that I don't know if it's a love?"

“…”

Chen An closed his mouth and was completely blocked by his words.

Mo Nanjue took two steps back and pressed against the desk. He took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath. When he closed his eyes, he felt that his shoulders were extremely heavy.

In the ward, Luo Xiao said a lot, and almost told everything they had when they were young. He patted Tong Ran's back one after another. At this moment, he was able to hold her, making him feel that all the endurance and pain in the past were worth it.

Time passed by minute by minute. Mo Nanjue was stained with scarlet eyes and stared at the screen. He did not walk away or destroy, and just stood quietly.

Let yourself listen, let yourself watch, let yourself hurt.

The deeper the pain, the more he could feel how heavy Tong Ran was in his heart.

Luo Xiao's shoulders shook, and he held Tong Ran's shoulder and let her head rest in his arms. "Xiao Ran, how long are you going to be naughty?"

"If you don't wake up, I'll lock you in the cupboard."

"I'll count three times, one, two, two, five, two.6..."

"Well..." Suddenly, Tong Ran snorted from her nose, she turned her head and said, "Touch..."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes. Is she going to wake up?

Joy and jealousy were intertwined and wrapped around the heart. The ashes held by the man's mouth shook off on the back of his hand, causing a stinging pain.

"What?" Luo Xiao saw her speak and asked, "What are you touching? Are you uncomfortable?"

"touch……"

Luo Xiao lowered his head when he heard this and pressed his side face against her forehead, "No burnt, Xiao Ran, what are you going to say?"

From the perspective of the screen, it looks like a kiss.

How could he believe it if he said they had never been to bed?

In this situation, no matter how much Mo Nanjue forced himself, he was unwilling to watch it anymore. The man stood up straight, pressed the cigarette in the ashtray, reached out and picked up the car keys on the table, turned around and walked towards the door, "I'll go back first, let me know if there is any situation."

"Yes." Chen An nodded.

Mo Nanjue walked to the door, and as soon as his hand reached the door handle, he heard a slightly anxious but delicate murmur, which was clearly transmitted from behind into his eardrums, "Mo Nanjue..."

The man paused.

The extremely dim eyes ignited in an instant!

"Mo Nanjue..."

On the hospital bed, Luo Xiao's arm froze when he heard this. He lowered his head in disbelief and patted Tong Ran's pale little face, "Xiao Ran..."

"Mo Nanjue..." Tong Ran still closed her eyes, but her eyebrows were frowning tightly, as if she was looking for something, "Mo Nanjue, where are you...I...I can't find you..."

Luo Xiao's pupils shrank violently a few times. His hand holding Tong Ran's shoulder tightened, and his warm face was filled with pain. "Xiao Ran, can you hear me talking?"

"Well..." Tong Ran snorted again, and after hearing the sound, her frown brows relaxed again.
Chapter completed!