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After Fang Yan passed out, she was rushed to the best royal hospital in Aici.

After rescuing her for most of the night, several times of sudden cardiac arrest, dangers arose one after another, and she managed to save her life.

What the doctor meant was that he was not completely out of danger. His heart condition was worrying, and his life might be in danger at any time. He suggested that his family members be mentally prepared.

Chu Heng stood guard on the long corridor of the hospital all night, his heart felt as if it had rolled in a frying pan, and it was unbearably hot.

At dawn, Princess Mary got the news, and when she hurried over, she saw Chu Heng on the corridor.

The young man has returned to his usual clothes, wearing a simple and casual shirt and jeans, looking haggard and anxious.

"You are……"

Princess Mary stopped and frowned, inexplicably feeling that this young man looked familiar.

"Hello," Chu Heng turned his head and forced a smile when he saw her, "My name is Chu Heng."

"Princess Mary," Wu Sheng also came along with the princess in the guard of honor, and hurriedly explained upon seeing this, "He is my friend."

"Oh……"

After hearing this, Princess Mary didn't pay much attention, she nodded perfunctorily, and then went to call the doctor to inquire about the situation.

Her whole heart is tied to Fang Yan, how can she think of others?

"How are you?"

Wu Sheng sighed, took off his suit jacket, put it on Chu Heng, and said with concern: "I heard that something went wrong on your side before dawn, what's going on? What happened to Fang Yan?"

He also hurried over, because he was an old acquaintance with Princess Mary, and he could still say a few words. Seeing this guy's distraught look, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

"I don't know either..." Chu Heng lowered his eyes, his face pale, "He asked me to take her to meet someone, and nothing happened after that. When he left, it became like this."

It was fine before!In one night, life and death were almost separated, how could Chu Heng bear it?

"It's all right—" Wu Sheng couldn't figure out the situation, but obviously the most important thing right now was to appease this guy, "Don't be afraid! Fang Yan will be fine."

He carefully put on Chu Heng's coat, gently embraced his shoulders, patted him comfortingly, and whispered softly.

The guy is shaking.

It's nothing more than fear that the person inside will die.

Wu Sheng raised his head and looked not far away. Princess Mary was emotional and was yelling at the doctor.

The man inside—

Through the heavy glass, the man slept peacefully in the intensive care unit, ignorant of everything outside, and completely unaware of how many people were worried about him.

Wu Sheng let out a long sigh in his heart, and found that Chu Heng slid down slowly, hugged his waist, buried his head deeply once, shrugged his shoulders, and burst into tears.

I also feel a little sad right now.

Life and death, but that's all.

He has known this child for many years. He has been the child's painting teacher since he was a teenager, and he has been this child's painting teacher until he was young. It has been nearly ten years.

He watched the child grow up step by step, becoming handsome, lively and cheerful step by step, living recklessly and carefree.

He has never stayed for anyone, never worried about anyone, and has always been a person who thinks openly and sees clearly. It seems that all the troubles and worries that have trapped others in the world will disappear in front of him.

If Fang Yan hadn't appeared, perhaps in a few years, when the child got tired of wandering around and wanted to stop, Wu Sheng would have the opportunity to bring him into his own world.

But that man appeared, he dragged this child into the troubles of the world ahead of time, and made this child look frightened and frightened now, it really is... Trouble!

"Don't cry," Wu Sheng lowered his head, stroked the back of the guy in his arms pitifully, and coaxed him in a gentle voice: "Have you been up all night? Be obedient, go back and eat something to sleep. For other things, Princess Mary is in charge." this."

Chu Xiaoheng was sobbing and sobbing, grabbed the corner of Wu Sheng's clothes, and buried his face in it, looking aggrieved like a child who couldn't get candy.

He was scared... He was really scared, the moment that person fell into his arms, his heart was about to break.

This is Ai Ci, in a foreign country, unlike when he was in M ​​City, he was surrounded by friends and relatives, no matter what kind of things he encountered, how many people rushed to share his pain and fear.

At this moment, Chu Heng only felt that the world was so big, but he was the only one left.

He lay in Wu Sheng's arms and burst into tears, his mind was full of thoughts, what should he do if Fang Yan really left?

Then how would he spend the rest of his life every day?

Soon, his cries attracted Princess Mary, who had been arguing with the doctor for a while.

Princess Mary tentatively walked up, glanced at Wu Sheng, motioned him to keep quiet, and then glanced at Chu Heng at a close distance.

Although only half of his face could be seen clearly, Princess Mary recognized him after a moment of contemplation and exclaimed.

"Oh...my God! You're the one in the...that...photo!"

Princess Mary half covered her lips, extremely surprised.

Sensing that someone was approaching, Chu Heng quickly adjusted his mood, wiped his face, raised his head with red eyes, and said in a somewhat stern voice, "Ah? Wh...what is the person in the photo?"

"It's...the person in Fang Yan's photo," Princess Mary continued to look at Chu Heng, she was so surprised that she didn't know what to say, "He...he often takes a photo and copies it."

How amazing and talented that man is, if it is not because of his body that he is trapped in a square inch, he is definitely not just so accomplished.

Knowing that he rested early at night, Princess Mary often went to look for him during the day out of respect, and saw him practice calligraphy and painting many times, saying that he practiced calligraphy to calm the mind and cultivate one's morality, but the painting was simply facing him. A photo, a few strokes.

Princess Mary was raised in the royal family since she was a child, so she is naturally proficient in talent. Once, she walked up very curiously and looked at the figure in the photo.

He is a young man full of vigor, his pupils shine brightly when he smiles, and he is very contagious.

The man said that he only knew a little bit of sketching, and he learned it when he was young, and the skill has been discarded for many years. Now that he has nothing to do, he is trying to pick it up.

This made Princess Mary very surprised. She always thought that man was omnipotent, and it seemed that nothing could be difficult for him. Now she finally found something that he didn't know. Teacher, teach Fang Yan how to paint.

I don’t draw anything else, just the young man in the photo.

Since the last time the two talked, Princess Mary felt that the man looked much gentler, and she was willing to talk to her more, but most of them were the young man in the photo.

Gradually, she knew that the young man in the photo was Fang Yan's lover.