Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo looked at her.

After a long time, he murmured, "Really?"

Qin Chen was a little funny in her heart, but at the same time she was sad.

When was her second brother Qin Mo so stupid?

At this time, he must be Liushen Wuzhu, so he would behave like this.

Qin Mo hardly ate anything for a day, so Qin Chen ordered two meals and brought them in.

In the middle of the night, Qin Mo kept guarding endlessly. Qin Chen felt a pain in his heart, and his voice was low: "Let’s eat something, I'll stay with you at night, maybe He Huan will wake up tomorrow morning."

Qin Mo couldn't tell directly.

In the afternoon, he dialed a call back to the villa and asked Shen Ting to take care of Yihuan. Shen Ting was not worried about him.

He didn't worry, only He Huan was this little fool.

And she forgot to wake up.

There was a touch of pain in Qin Mo's eyes, and it took a long time before he walked over slowly, sat at the small dining table, and after barely eating a few bites with Qin Chen, he put down the tableware in his hand.

She didn't wake up, how could he eat?

When Qin Chen saw her, he pursed his lips and made a low voice: "Always eat a little bit. There are still a lot of things behind Qin Mo for you to deal with, and you are not ironic."

Qin Mo stared at the food for a while, then moved his gaze to Qin Chen, and said flatly: "Look at He Huan for a while, I'll go smoke a cigarette."

His appearance was particularly calm, but Qin Chen felt a little scared.

When Qin Mo was about to leave, Qin Chen couldn't help but speak: "Second brother."

Qin Mo turned his head and looked at her: "What's the matter?"

Qin Chen suddenly felt that his mouth was dry and his voice was a little hoarse: "He Huan will be fine."

She actually wanted him to stop thinking about it, because she could see that Qin Mo's nerves were already tense, and it was breaking at a touch.

Qin Mo frowned, looked at her quietly, and then said lowly: "I'm fine."

As he spoke, he walked out directly.

Going all the way to the end of the aisle outside, a person stood there quietly, not knowing that after a long time, he lighted a cigarette and just smoked just like that.

It's not loneliness, but heartache.

Qin Mo had smoked there alone for a long time before returning to the ward.

In his heart, there is more or less hope. He Huan will wake up if he is not here, but no, she still hasn't woken up when he is not here, lying quietly, Qin Chen is lying there to check.

Qin Mo knew that Qin Chen was doing his best, so he patted her back gently: "Okay, you have done your best."

Qin Chen straightened up.

"Go to sleep, maybe she will wake up tomorrow." Qin Mo comforted Qin Chen instead.

Qin Chen bit his lip before whispering, "Okay."

She went on to say: "Qin Mo, you can sleep for a while."

He hummed and said nothing in the end, just lying on the sofa.

Qin Chen accompanied him.

Qin Mo put his hand on the back of his head and kept looking at the direction of the ceiling. His voice was also very soft: "Chenchen, do you remember when we were young? He Huan came to our house for the first time."

Probably thinking about it, Qin Chen smiled slightly, "Yes, it's very beautiful, even more beautiful than Qin Mu. I remember Qin Mu cried that night and said that you didn't hug her and He Huan that day."

Just because He Huan is more beautiful.

Qin Mo smiled slightly, slightly bitter.

After some time, he said in a low voice: "Yes, it's beautiful."