Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

Ye Shen only took half of the original 10-minute journey.

Back in the old house, I saw An An in the bed with a flushed face. Her face was full of anxiety, and then she took An An directly to the hospital.

after an hour.

An An was lying on the hospital bed with a needle in her forehead, and the flush on her face gradually subsided, and Ye Shen felt relieved.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, did Ye Shen take An'an's temperature?

At this time, Song Lin came in with lunch.

"Shen Shen, you have been busy all morning, go to my rest room to rest after dinner, and I will accompany An'an."

Looking for the reputation, Ye Shen took the food box in Song Lin's hand, and then said gratefully: "Thank you, brother, but you haven't rested recently, I just watch An An."

Hearing this, Song Lin spoke forcefully: "Go and rest quickly, leave this place to me."

Then Song Lin directly pulled Ye Shen up and occupied her position.

Seeing this, Ye Shen had no choice but to agree.

She came to the rest room with the lunch box, and after a few bites, she lost her appetite.

At this time, the mobile phone in her pocket rang, and she looked down, and it was Jiang Li who called.

She swiped the answer button and heard Jiang Li's worried voice.

"Xiao Shen, I just met Song Du when I went out. He told me that Aunt Song is sick. Is it true?"

Hearing this, Ye Shen didn't want to hide it, so he replied truthfully: "It's true, the cancer cells are spreading, and the situation is not optimistic."

As soon as the words fell, she heard Jiang Li's surprised voice: "How could this happen?!"

"Sister A Li, my elder brother has been in a bad mood recently and hasn't slept well. If you have time, can you persuade him, now she won't listen to anyone except you."

Song Lin's eyes have been black and blue for the past two days. It seems that since his mother fell ill, he hasn't had a good night's sleep.

She wanted to persuade her, but Song Lin only agreed superficially, secretly still going her own way.

"I know, I'll try my best."

After a long while, Jiang Li's voice came from the other end of the phone, and Ye Shen was relieved.

After chatting for a few more words, the two hung up the phone.

Ye Shen put the phone aside, lay on the bed and rested for less than half an hour before waking up.

When he came to the ward, Ye Shen saw that An An had woken up, and was nestling in Song Lin's arms, eating liquid food delicately.

Seeing that An An was in good spirits, Ye Shen was completely relieved.

"Brother, give An'an to me, and you can go to work."

Hearing this, Song Lin nodded slightly and agreed.

Ye Shen played with An An for a while, and then heard his milky voice: "Mom, the baby misses grandpa...grandma"

Hearing this, Ye Shen's nose soured.

"Then mother took An An to see her grandparents, okay?"

An An nodded happily when she heard this.

Carrying An An to Song Zhishu's ward, Song Zhiyuan was accompanying her by the bed.

An An saw Song Zhiyuan at a glance, stretched out her hand, and said softly, "Grandpa, I want a hug."

The sound of milk whimpering reached his ears, and Song Zhiyuan immediately looked for his reputation, and when he saw An An, he got up and hugged An An in his arms.

A long-lost smile appeared on his face.

An An is very dependent on Song Zhiyuan and Song Zhishu, after all, they were the ones who brought them up.

Song Zhiyuan hugged An An and sat on the sofa beside him, seeing the gauze on An An's head, a look of worry appeared on his face.

"My An'an is suffering. Grandpa is worried to death."

Song Zhiyuan touched An An's head with pity.

From the corner of Ye Shen's eyes, he saw the happy appearance of his grandfather and grandson, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that it would be a good idea to let An Anduo accompany Song Zhiyuan in the future.

It was already late at night when Song Lin finished the last operation. He opened the door of the ward and saw his father concentrating on studying for his mother. He paused slightly, not daring to step forward to break the beautiful atmosphere.

After staying at the door of the ward for a few minutes, Song Lin quietly closed the door and left the hospital.

In the past few days, the wheels have been spinning, and he has not rested.

He still didn't feel sleepy, so he thought about going out for a walk, but as soon as he walked out of the hospital, he saw a familiar figure.

In an instant, the two looked at each other.

Song Lin clenched his hands in his trouser pockets uncontrollably, and a trace of tension appeared on his bland and handsome face.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

In the end, Jiang Li walked forward slowly, with a decent smile on his face, and stretched out his hand: "Song Lin, long time no see."

When he saw Song Lin's black eyes from a close distance, Jiang Li couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Song Lin, walk with me."

Jiang Li looked at him with gentle eyes, Song Lin came back to his senses, nodded slightly and said: "Okay."

The two didn't go too far, they just took a walk in the small garden near the hospital, they walked side by side, Jiang Li's pretty appearance was in Song Lin's peripheral vision.

"Why is it so late, you shouldn't have come here, you didn't sleep well."

Jiang Li's sleep has always been very light, and as long as she is woken up at night, she can't fall asleep again, so seeing her coming so late, I can't help but feel a little distressed.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Li's heart trembled slightly.

"Come here to accompany you, Xiao Shen told me, I am very worried about you."

Worried that these two words directly hit Song Lin's heart, his hands became even tighter and clenched.

At that time, the breeze blew, and the two stood under the sycamore tree. The light reflected by the street lamp shone on the shadows of the two, and the shadows were stretched very long. Song Lin took the lead in reaching out and hugging Jiang Li in his arms.

He bowed his head, tears soaked her clothes.

"Ali, I miss you very much, I miss you very much."

Feeling her tears, Jiang Li reached out and hugged him back.

"Song Lin, I've been thinking a lot these days."

"Since we can't let go of each other, let's forget the past and try again."

Hearing this, a look of surprise appeared in Song Lin's eyes, followed by a huge surprise: "Okay."

At this moment, the two abandoned the past and started a new journey.

10 minute later.

Song Lin led Jiang Li back to the office. He nestled on Jiang Li's lap, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

Jiang Li stared at his sleeping face for a while before looking away.

Covering him with a quilt, Jiang Li walked to Song Lin's desk, and when he saw a group photo of the two of them on his desk, a warm current flowed through his heart.

She picked up the photo frame. This photo was taken when the two were in college. Now that time has passed, luckily they are still together.

Putting the photo frame in place, her hand accidentally knocked the wooden box beside it to the ground.

She panicked, and quickly squatted on the ground to clean up.

But when she saw the content on the paper inside, she paused, and then looked at it one by one.

What is contained in this wooden box is nothing else, but the letters that Song Lin wrote for her when he missed her in the past two years.

In this thick stack, each piece of paper is full of love and longing for her.

Looking at it, Jiang Li's eyes turned red, and tears dripped on the letter paper, causing slight ripples.