Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

Qin Yaran sat beside Zhuo Yichen's bed like this, tightly holding his hand close to her cheek, complaining to herself in a low voice.

I don't know when Zhuo Yichen woke up, maybe he really heard Qin Yaran complaining and blaming himself, and he couldn't bear to wake up.

When Zhuo Yichen opened his eyes, he could see Qin Yaran sitting next to his hospital bed, tears were streaming down his cheeks, and his mouth kept thinking, Qin Yaran kept his head down without even looking at himself, He moved his fingers, indicating that Qin Yaran had woken up.

Qin Yaran suddenly felt the finger on her cheek move, and looked up in surprise, afraid that she was delusional.

Seeing Qin Yaran's surprised look, Zhuo Yichen couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to move his fingers.

At this moment, Qin Yaran realized that she was not delusional, Zhuo Yichen's fingers were really moving, she was very happy in her heart, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

"Isn't it pretty when you smile like this?"

There was a weak voice in front of Qin Yaran, following the sound and forgetting the past, she realized that Zhuo Yichen had woken up, seeing that Zhuo Yichen had woken up, Qin Yaran burst into tears immediately for some reason, blah blah blah The flow is non-stop.

Zhuo Yichen felt so distressed by this appearance, he wanted to prop up his body to wipe the tears off Qin Yaran's face, but just when he tried to prop himself up, the wound was drawn, and a tingling pain came to his heart, which made Zhuo Yichen bear the pain He couldn't help frowning, he covered his waist, looked at Qin Yaran uncomfortable and smiled.

"fine."

Before Zhuo Yichen could speak, Qin Yaran put him down, hugged him up, buried his head in front of Zhuo Yichen's chest, and said in a low voice.

"Don't move, the wound is open." Qin Yaran took the opportunity to wipe away her tears secretly, seeing Zhuo Yichen wake up, she was really full of joy.

But thinking of the harm her father caused to Zhuo Yichen's family, her heart ached again. Now Qin Yaran's mood is really very complicated. She did this in order to prevent Zhuo Yichen from seeing her clues. Holding Zhuo Yichen's.

But Si Zhuo Yichen could see Qin Yaran's carefulness, he raised his hand and gently stroked Qin Yaran's head, and said softly to comfort her.

"It's okay, but I'm fine. In fact, none of this is important. It's best if you can recover."

"What's wrong, there was so much blood at that time, so much, it all poured out, the shirt was stained red with blood, it's all my fault, this matter is all my fault, Yichen is sorry, I'm sorry, our family is sorry for all these years You are all my fault, I have no right to lose my temper with you, I have no right to hate you."

When Zhuo Yichen said it was not important, Qin Yaran's heart seemed to be cut, obviously she was already like this, but she was still comforting herself, thinking of what Chen Yuxin said, Qin Yaran not only asked herself, but also that she was worthy Is Zhuo Yichen so kind to himself?

She sat up straight and apologized to Zhuo Yichen. She held Zhuo Yichen's hands tightly, tried her best to hold back her eyes, bit her lower lip and took all the mistakes on herself.

During the period when she was aphasia and her mental state was extremely poor, Zhuo Yichen did everything for herself, every detail was vivid. The two of them experienced so many things together, and she knew that Zhuo Yichen really loved her. What he wanted was true love, but after knowing the truth of what happened back then, he really felt that he was not worthy of Zhuo Yichen's kindness to him.

Qin Yaran's words were in the midst of infinite self-blame and remorse, it seemed that she couldn't listen to what she said for the time being, Zhuo Yichen's hand also held Qin Yaran's hand slightly.

Qin Yaran felt the strength of Zhuo Yichen's hand, and raised her eyes to look at Zhuo Yichen who was lying on the bed.

"Help me, please? I want to sit up." Zhuo Yichen looked at Qin Yaran with a gentle tone and gaze.

Qin Yaran shook her head, held back her tears and said, "No, sitting here may tear the wound."

"If you help me, it won't happen, okay?" Zhuo Yichen pulled his hand out of Qin Yaran's, slowly stroked Qin Yaran's cheek, and said with a faint smile.

Qin Yaran thought for a moment, and then helped Zhuo Yichen to sit up, and erected the pillow for Zhuo Yichen to lean on.

Zhuo Yichen did feel that the wound was being torn open when he was exerting force at the beginning, but he still gritted his teeth and endured the pain and sat up, fine sweat could be seen on his forehead.

The first thing Zhuo Yichen did when he sat up was to grab Qin Yaran's hand and hug her into his arms. Qin Yaran didn't react for a while, but when she did, Zhuo Yichen was already stroking her tenderly. She had a headache, she was worried that she would touch Zhuo Yichen's wound, so she secretly supported Zhuo Yichen with her hands on the bed to prevent herself from pressing Zhuo Yichen.

"It's okay, I can't get the wound." Zhuo Yichen obviously sensed Qin Yaran's small movements, and said with a smile.

Qin Yaran just responded softly, still slightly supporting her body with her hands.

"I don't blame you for this matter. We shouldn't repay the grievances and grievances of the previous generation. I'm sorry Ranran, I made you suffer so much before, I'm sorry, can you forgive me for what I did to you before?"

"Actually, I should be the one who should say I'm sorry, I'm sorry Yichen, it's all my fault, it's all me"

"You're right, you're right, but you're right, don't blame yourself, okay? Be good, it's over, let's start over, shall we?"

Qin Yaran left Zhuo Yichen's arms, sat up straight and looked at him, the two looked at each other, and there was tenderness conveyed between the eyes.

She looked down at her hands, did not speak, did not respond to Zhuo Yichen's words.

Zhuo Yichen stretched out his hand to caress Qin Yaran's cheek, knowing that she still has some concerns, but it doesn't matter, he has plenty of time, he can slowly wait for Qin Yaran to get out of this matter.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you, be good, don't blame yourself."

"Well, are you still in pain?" Qin Yaran nodded, pointing to Zhuo Yichen's waist and asked.

Zhuo Yichen covered his waist, with a smile on his face: "It doesn't hurt, with you here, it doesn't hurt."

"Hmph, it's not serious, let me pour you some water." Qin Yaran looked at Zhuo Yichen pretending to be disgusted, and got up to pour water.

When Qin Yaran got up, Zhuo Yichen frowned, the wound didn't hurt, it was because he insisted on supporting it, but seeing Qin Yaran recovering, he really relaxed a lot.