Madam leg hurts please hug

The food was delivered, the soup was drunk, and An Xiaoyue had no reason to stay any longer.

She stood up and said, "I have to go to work, let's go first."

"Xiaoyue!" Gong Yumo hurriedly called her to stop, walked to her side and looked at her, and asked urgently like a child, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

An Xiaoyue felt a sudden pain in her heart.

She subconsciously squeezed her fingertips, and looked down at the ground, "The favor is over, so I probably won't come."

Gong Yumo twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly, "You will only come if you want to pay back the favor, then I will make you owe me a few more favors."

"Gong Yumo." An Xiaoyue took a deep breath, turned around to look at him, and said with a slight smile, "Don't give me anything anymore, and don't do this to me anymore."

She tried her best to smile, and tried to look at him calmly, "Actually, I just want to tell you that I have thought a lot these two days, and it may be the best arrangement for things to come to this point."

"We can't go back." Her eyes were slightly red, and she tried to speak in a calm tone, "But your leg injury was caused by me, and I don't want to see you decadent because of this leg injury. It is to eliminate the only feeling of guilt towards you in my heart."

Her eyes were already filled with mist, she lowered her head and took a few deep breaths, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were clear.

She said, "Gong Yumo, get well soon and get back to the old you. I don't want to owe you, and I don't want to be ashamed of you. I hope we used to be husband and wife, and when we meet again, we can still smile at each other." Nod your head."

Her words were very straightforward and decisive, completely cutting off the relationship between her and Gong Yumo, and also cutting off any chance for him.

To make this decision, she thought for a long time.

Although her heart hurts, she feels that this is the best result.

She doesn't want to go back to the past, and she doesn't want to continue to repeat the same mistakes.

Perhaps separation is the best arrangement for them.

"Is that why you came here today to tell me these things?" Gong Yumo's voice was hoarse, he looked down at her with a hurt look in his eyes, and the sick clothes on his body made his complexion even worse.

"Yeah." An Xiaoyue didn't dare to look into his eyes, she nodded slightly, and was about to leave, "I should go."

She just moved away and was about to walk forward, but unexpectedly, she was hugged tightly from behind.

Gong Yumo held her tightly in his arms with both hands, resting his head on her thin shoulders, against her warm cheeks, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you feel ashamed of me in your heart, you can always stay by my side , then I don't mind making you feel guilty for the rest of your life."

His strength was great, as if he was treating a particularly precious baby.

An Xiaoyue wanted to break free, but she struggled a few times and found that she couldn't break free at all.

Her eyes were moist, and she said softly, "Gong Yumo, let me go."

"Don't let go." Gong Yumo's voice was stubborn, but he didn't seem so confident.

He wasn't sure if he would really break up with her after letting go of her this time.

He didn't dare to let go, and he didn't want to let go.

Her character is stubborn, and her words are so rational and straightforward, he is not sure that he can keep her.

An Xiaoyue's tears suddenly fell down, just hitting Gong Yumo's arm encircling her.

The hot tears smeared on the hospital gown with scorching heat, burning Gong Yumo's skin.

His arms around her stiffened for a moment, and his heart ached.

He leaned against her ear and said in a begging tone, "Let's stop torturing each other, shall we?"

An Xiaoyue just shed tears silently, unable to say a word.

"Give me one more chance." Gong Yumo's voice was low and hoarse, tears rolled down the bridge of his nose and fell on An Xiaoyue's shoulders, "Believe me, we will definitely be able to go back."

An Xiaoyue's hand was on his arm, trying to break it apart, but she couldn't.

She laughed at her hesitation and hopelessness, but her heart softened because of Gong Yumo's few words.

She clearly intended to leave gracefully after saying these words, but now her steps were as immobile as if they had been filled with lead.

"An Xiaoyue." Gong Yumo said in a low voice next to her ear, "I have already lost half of my life during the time I've been away from you, and I don't mind giving you the remaining half of my life, as long as You still want it."

Tears welled up in Dou Da's eyes, and An Xiaoyue could hardly cry.

After three years of marriage, she had never heard Gong Yumo say such affectionate words, but sometimes she couldn't help but hate him.

She never thought that one day Gong Yumo would whisper these words in her ear.

"I..." She wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

As soon as he spoke, someone bent over and kissed his lips.

Warm lips covered her soft lips, as gentle as if she was treating a rare treasure with care.

An Xiaoyue closed her eyes instinctively, and tightly grabbed the skirt of the other's waist with both hands.

His breath hit her face, making her fair face redden quickly.

Suddenly, a hot tear fell down and fell to his lips. The tip of her tongue touched it with a bitter taste.

She was startled suddenly, and Gong Yumo cried.

I heard from others that when people are very sad, tears will be bitter.

Gong Yumo hugged her waist tightly, and domineeringly deepened the kiss.

He turned his longing, sadness, reluctance and lingering into a strong kiss and told her.

And she didn't refuse this time, she acquiesced in his behavior.

Only then did she realize that she was so greedy for his smell.

Despite the bluntness of the mouth, the body does not lie.Her body has long been used to his temperature and breath, as long as he approaches, she can't move a bit.

She thought bitterly, Gong Yumo, so I tried so hard to forget you, but it was all in vain.

"Yu Mo!" The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

As soon as the door was opened, the person standing at the door was instantly petrified.

He blinked and looked away hastily, "I'm sorry! I interrupted you, you continue."

After speaking, he immediately backed out and closed the door by the way.

An Xiaoyue, who was still immersed in the kiss, suddenly came to her senses, then immediately let go of Gong Yumo, and took a step back.

She dodged her eyes and didn't dare to look at Gong Yumo, she quickly lowered her head, her face blushing.

The mist in Gong Yumo's eyes hadn't dissipated yet, but when he saw her shy reaction, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"I'll go back first!" An Xiaoyue felt that she was too embarrassed, turned around and left.

Gong Yumo grabbed her hand, his eyes were gentle, "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Look at my mood." An Xiaoyue left this sentence, and hurriedly prepared to leave.

The arm was held by Gong Yumo again, and she was just about to turn around and ask him what else he needed, when Gong Yumo smiled and pointed to the sofa, "You forgot to take your bag."

"Oh, thank you." An Xiaoyue picked up the bag in embarrassment, and then ran out as if fleeing.