Madam's black history was picked up

Si Tianmu hugged Murong Lan tightly, and his heart was full of self-blame: "I'm sorry Mu Lan, it's all my fault, please don't do this, okay?"

"This is your childhood dream. How can you say no to it? Don't say stupid things, don't do stupid things."

"Woooooo..." Murong Lan lay in Si Tianmu's arms, weeping uncontrollably.

Si Tianmu caressed her back, and suddenly felt his palms were very hot. He was startled, and hurriedly touched Murong Lan's forehead. Si Tianmu was shocked.

"Mulan, why are you so hot, you have a fever!"

Murong Lan lay in Si Tianmu's arms, and passed out after crying.

"Mulan, Mulan." Si Tianmu hugged Murong Lan by the waist and rushed out of the room.

"Mom, let Lao Zhang prepare the car quickly, Mulan has a high fever and fainted.

"What!" Zhang Huixin was taken aback. If something happened to Murong Lan, how could they explain it to Murong Yi?

Si Tianmu called Xiao Mo on the way and asked him to make arrangements at the hospital.

As soon as she arrived at the hospital, Murong Lan was pushed into the intensive care unit, Zhang Huixin was in a hurry at the door, and Si Tianmu kept staring at the door of the intensive care unit, worried and guilty.

Xiao Mo stood on the side and looked at Si Tianmu with deep eyes.

Two hours later...

When the doctor came out, Si Tianmu was the first to greet her: "How is she?"

The doctor took off his mask and couldn't help complaining to Si Tianmu: "Sir, you don't care about your wife too much. She has had a high fever for several days. If you send it later, she will go crazy."

"Now she has contracted mild pneumonia and has to be hospitalized."

Everyone was taken aback, and Zhang Huixin broke out in a cold sweat.

Si Tianmu was also afraid for a while, if something happened to Murong Lan because of him, then he would never forgive himself in this life.

Xiao Mo frowned, but said nothing.

Anyajie was sitting at the table, the food on the table was already cold, she looked out of the window, the cold wind blowing outside made the small trees stand upright.

This year's winter seems to have come very early, and it is also very cold. This is Anyajie's first winter after she was released from prison. She really wants to see the snow.

There is almost no snow in the prison. They all hide in the house and work. Their hands are red and swollen with cold and sometimes they can't even hold the needle steadily, and they often fail to meet the quota.

But no one complained, because the wind got into the mouth with one mouth, and the teeth would chatter when they were frozen.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, Anyajie called Si Tianmu twice, but he didn't answer.

Anyajie sat at the table until it was completely dark outside, and her figure could be seen clearly from the window.

Si Tianmu asked the driver to take Zhang Huixin back first, and Xiao Mo went to help Si Tianmu bring food.

There was an instant silence in the crowded ward.

Si Tianmu was sitting in front of the hospital bed, and Murong Lan was holding him tightly with her dripping hand.

"Ah Mu, I'm sorry, don't leave me, okay?" Murong Lan whispered softly, tears kept streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Si Tianmu reached out his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking at her frowning, Si Tianmu was caught in a dilemma.

"Mulan, what am I going to do with you?"

Murong Lan didn't wake up until midnight, Si Tianmu had been guarding her, and when she saw that she had been holding onto Si Tianmu's hand, she let go of it.

"Mulan, you're awake, are you hungry? Xiao Mo brought you some porridge, do you want some?" Si Tianmu reached for the thermos.

Murong Lan turned her head and looked out the window: "You go."

Si Tianmu tightened his hand holding the thermos, and then continued to open it for Murong Lan to serve porridge: "I won't leave, your father is not by your side, I have the responsibility to take care of you."

Murong Lan kept looking out of the window, tears streaming down her face again involuntarily.

Si Tianmu came over with the porridge and wiped away Murong Lan's tears: "Mulan, listen to me, the most important thing for you now is to take good care of your body, and then go to the competition in the best condition."

"Can we talk about our affairs after you finish the game?"

Murong Lan looked out the window without moving.

Si Tianmu looked at Murong Lan who was so depressed, he was completely different from when he first came here, he sighed, put the porridge on the table, and held Murong Lan's cold hand in his palm.

"Mulan, I like to see your confident appearance. In my memory, you are like a sunflower, always raising your proud head and walking towards the goal you set."

"Actually, I also have a certain responsibility for our breakup. I only cared about my own happiness but didn't care about your studies, so that you have a sense of crisis. I am a very incompetent boyfriend."

Murong Lan's eyes flickered.

"Now, show me your confident side, okay? Let me see how glamorous the future designers of the fashion industry will be."

Murong Lan smiled wryly: "It's too late, the competition is only less than two weeks away, let alone making clothes, I haven't even drawn the design draft."

"My mind is in a mess right now and I don't have any inspiration."

Si Tianmu held Murong Lan's hand tightly: "What does that matter? If we don't have inspiration, we can look for it. When you were in college, you would drag me around if you didn't have inspiration."

Si Tianmu smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's why I'm always unhappy, and hide whenever I can. Now that I think about it, I'm really incompetent."

"You need to get better soon, when you get better, I'll accompany you to find inspiration, okay?"

Murong Lan turned her head to look at Si Tianmu, a little uncertain: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, but the premise is that you have to get well soon, otherwise you won't have the strength to run around. You're so heavy, I can't carry you on my back."

Murong Lan was amused: "I'm not heavy."

Seeing her smile, Si Tianmu breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the porridge on the table again: "Drink the porridge quickly, you need to get better soon, we don't have much time."

"Okay." Murong Lan nodded obediently, and ate the porridge Si Tianmu fed her mouthful.

Xiao Mo stood outside the door, looked at the two people in the ward, and frowned: "Mu, you are so vacillating, everyone will be injured in the end."

Anyajie lay on the table and fell asleep in a daze. She didn't know how long she fell asleep, but finally her hands were cold and numb, and she woke up.

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Anyajie hurriedly clicked on the phone, afraid of missing something, but there was nothing in the phone, no missed calls, and no messages.

Anyajie bit her lip, but still called Si Tianmu.

Si Tianmu was telling Murong Lan the funny things about the campus, Murong Lan was amused and giggled.

"Jingle Bell……"

The ringing of the phone interrupted the conversation between the two, and Si Tianmu slapped his forehead. He actually forgot to call Anyajie. That silly woman wouldn't have been waiting for him to eat.

Si Tianmu picked up his phone and was about to go out, but Mu Ronglan grabbed his hand: "There's no need to go out, just go to the living room and talk."

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. Anyajie thought that Si Tianmu would not answer it. Just as she was about to hang up, Si Tianmu's voice came: "Hello."

Anyajie was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the phone to her ear: "Tianmu."

"Why don't you go to bed so late, have you eaten yet?"

Listening to Si Tianmu's gentle and concerned voice, the corners of Anyajie's mouth couldn't help but rise: "I've already eaten, have you eaten?"

"I also ate."

"Did something happen to you? Mu Ronglan... is she okay?" Anyajie didn't want to ask at first, but she was really curious why Si Tianmu didn't come back so late.

Si Tianmu turned his head to look at Mu Ronglan, who stared out of the window again in a daze.

"She...is not well. She has a high fever and pneumonia, and is now in the hospital."

Anyajie was taken aback, Murong Lan was so serious, Anyajie paused, a little bit hesitant to speak.

"Then...will you stay with her all the time tonight?"

"En." Si Tianmu nodded affirmatively.

"Her father went back in advance. She has no relatives here and lives in my house, so I have the responsibility to take care of her."

"Oh." Anyajie felt a little shy in her heart, but she didn't say anything.

Si Tianmu thought Anyajie was upset: "Anya, I can't leave her alone. After all, I have a lot to do with her being hospitalized. You don't want me to be that kind of irresponsible man, do you?"

Anyajie smiled wryly, but I didn't say anything, why are you in a hurry.

"I see, then you should go to bed early, and if you need help, you can call me."

"it is good."

The two were holding the phone at the same time, but they didn't speak any more. In the end, they didn't know who hung up the phone first.

In winter, it is still so cold, and the night alone is not only quiet, but also deserted.

Si Tianmu fell asleep lying on the bedside, and Mu Ronglan gently stroked his hair with a smile in his eyes.

Mu Ronglan said that she couldn't fall asleep, and asked Si Tianmu to tell her a story, but the story was so boring that he fell asleep while telling it.

Murong Lan raised her head and looked outside the door, there was a man with a peaked cap holding up a camera to secretly take pictures of them, Mu Ronglan smiled without saying a word, and continued to touch Si Tianmu's hair with eyes full of love.

The cold wind can't blow away people's enthusiasm for gossip, the entertainment headlines seem to be reserved for Si Tianmu forever, this time the people who eat melons saw the unknown side of President Si.

Si Tianmu was lying on the side of the hospital bed with his head tilted. His beautiful sleeping face made people want to pounce on him for a kiss. The stunning beauty on the hospital bed was stroking the man's hair with love, as if he was stroking a peerless piece of clothing. treasure.

"The amorous president completely calmed down and stayed in the ward for his first love."

A headline stirred up waves, and reporters with a keen sense of smell picked up Murong Lan's family background, and they even found photos of the two dating in college.

"The daughter of a wealthy family and the president of a wealthy family are the strongest combination in history."

"My first love is back, and President Huaxin will be a caring and warm man again."

Anyajie looked at the entertainment news on her mobile phone, the photos were so beautiful, and the people in the photos were a good match.

In the ward, Si Tianmu was lying on the side of the bed, and Murong Lan was stroking his hair with a smile on her face;

Under the cherry blossom trees on campus, Murong Lan nestled sweetly in Si Tianmu's arms, and Si Tianmu put his head to his head with a smile on his face, reaching out to grab the pink cherry blossoms on top of her head.

Under the night sky full of fireworks, Si Tianmu lowered his head and kissed Murong Lan.