Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

On the bed in the intensive care unit, Xia Qiong had a tube inserted into her body, her face was pale and lifeless.

After she came out of the intensive care unit, she was not in good spirits and in good condition. Lu Jinchuan had been waiting outside and hurried forward.

Ying Xia passed him sideways, walked to the chair in the corridor and sat down. After a long time, she suddenly came to her senses, turned her head and asked, "Why did you arrive so fast?"

Her sideburn hair was hanging down her face, Lu Jinchuan really wanted to reach out to brush it, but endured it.

"The plane in the morning, I heard about it as soon as it arrived."

"Oh." Ying Xia nodded, and after a while, she said, "Lu Jinchuan, it's wrong to lie."

"Well, don't imitate me." Lu Jinchuan pursed his lips.

If it’s not right, it’s not right.

As early as the day when grandma had an accident, he had arrived with Zhou Xin, and he probably would be kicked out by her, so he could only stay in the hotel and let Zhou Xin handle it, but Zhou Xin was also kicked back.

However, he still didn't dare to leave, and went to mourn his grandmother while she was asleep, without letting her know.

Lu Jinchuan looked at the time and said: "It's getting late, go eat something and sleep, maybe mom will wake up tomorrow."

Ying Xia shook her head, "I can't eat, and I can't sleep."

He patted her head, "When you are sleepy tomorrow, I'm afraid mom won't be able to see you immediately when she wakes up. Listen to me, okay?"

It was rare for him to be so gentle, as if he had changed into a different person.

Perhaps bewitched by Lu Jinchuan, she followed him out of the hospital. Lu Jinchuan took him to dinner and returned to the hotel that Zhou Xin had booked a long time ago.

One room per person, Lu Jinchuan is next door to her.

He didn't even enter the door, and stood at the door and said to her, "Take a shower and sleep, call me if you need anything."

After Lu Jinchuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the door next door, and took out his room card.

"Xia Xia." Lu Jinchuan suddenly stopped him.

Ying Xia looked at him sideways, "What's wrong?"

Lu Jinchuan was silent, "It's nothing, good night."

Ying Xia: "...good night."

These days, one tendon is tense due to funerals. Just as she relaxes, something happens to Xia Qiong again. Ying Xia is exhausted physically and mentally, and falls asleep right after taking a shower.

In the dream is the pale corpse of grandma, and Xia Qiong who is full of tubes.

She woke up suddenly and saw that it was only one o'clock. She wanted to go back to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep again.

The phone on the bedside table ding-dong, she picked up the phone, it was a WeChat message from Lu Jinchuan.

"Have a nightmare?"

Ying Xia frowned, news came one after another.

Lu Jinchuan: "I heard you scream just now."

Lu Jinchuan: "Afraid?"

The word 'no' stopped in the input box, and before it was sent out, a message came in again.

Lu Jinchuan: "Open the door."

She didn't care to lay down with her mobile phone, closed her eyes and still couldn't fall asleep. After hesitating for ten minutes, she put on a coat and went to open the door.

Unexpectedly, he stood at the door and did not leave.

He was still wearing a neat shirt, trousers, and a tablet under his arm, as if he was ready to go to work at any time.

Sensing her surprise, Lu Jinchuan explained: "I was having a video conference just now, and there is a backlog of things."

Ying Xia nodded, "Well, I'm fine, you can keep busy."

Just as he was about to close the door, Lu Jinchuan pushed against the door.

"Can I go in?" He tilted his head slightly, "I'll just stay in the living room."

Ying Xia hesitated for a moment, and stepped aside.

Her room has the same layout as Lu Jinchuan's, a suite with a living room outside and a bedroom inside.

Lu Jinchuan stood in the living room, "Go to sleep, I'll stay here for a while."

Ying Xia hesitated, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Lu Jinchuan's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile, "Sleeping with you?"

Ying Xia looked up at him slightly, her coat was tightly wrapped, but it couldn't hide the fair skin on her neck, her fine eyelashes fluttered twice as she blinked, and there was a touch of powder on her cheeks.

This looks like...

Lu Jinchuan's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes became darker and darker, and when they got dark to the bottom, they overflowed with lust.

She is ignorant of the world, and only has theories about the relationship between men and women, but has never practiced it, so she has no idea what his expression means.

Lu Jinchuan sobered up instantly before reason was swallowed by desire.

What is he doing?what time is it

Her mother was still lying in the intensive care unit, and he actually had such thoughts for the girl in front of him.

I really don't think of myself as a human being.

The colorful pictures that flashed through my mind just now were so beautiful, Lu Jinchuan coughed twice to remind himself.

He looked away, "You're kidding, go to sleep."

Ying Xia nodded, walked over to lie down, Lu Jinchuan dimmed the lights, was about to turn around, and found her staring blankly at the ceiling.

Lu Jinchuan said, "How can you sleep if you don't close your eyes?"

The girl on the bed closed her eyes in response, but her eyeballs moved slightly under her eyelids.

Lu Jinchuan sighed, "Are you afraid?"

"No." She said stubbornly.

She didn't want to use her fragility to win his sympathy, although she was really afraid at the moment, closing her eyes would reveal two lifeless bodies, and those two bodies were her only relatives in this world.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Jinchuan asked, "Can I come in?"

The person on the bed didn't answer, he walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and combed her hair soothingly.

His movements were very light, as if he wanted to tell her in this way: he was here.

Her heart was so sore, even if he felt pity for her because of her family affairs, she wanted to refuse, but there was always another unworthy self in her mind.

Tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes and sank into her temples. She was afraid that he would notice something strange, so she didn't even dare to sniff.

Lu Jinchuan still noticed it, and moved his hand to the corner of his eye to touch it, it felt wet.

He comforted, "Mom will be fine, don't be afraid."

When she heard that Xia Qiong was in a car accident, she thought that if Xia Qiong was gone, she would have no relatives in this world.

She suddenly said: "You have never been so gentle to me before."

The soft voice was mixed with sobbing and a little bit of grievance.

It was like a knife was inserted into the heart, and it was stirred by the way.

Lu Jinchuan was so distressed that his heart was about to twitch.

What to let go, what to give her space, what to deal with things are all unimportant, he only knows that the girl he loves is crying.

He couldn't hold back his reason anymore, "Can I hug you?"

Before she could answer, he leaned over and hugged her into his arms, coaxing in a hoarse voice: "It's my fault, I was too bad before."

The overlapping hands on the quilt were tightly clenched. He grabbed her and opened her hand bit by bit. His fingers went in and his fingers were tightly clasped.

The person in my arms cried for a while and fell asleep.

Lu Jinchuan got up and went out, gently closed the door, and reconnected to the video conference. There were five or six people sitting in the office of the overseas project department.

Lu Jinchuan said: "Sorry, my wife was not feeling well just now, let's continue."