Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun was very tired, but he slept very poorly. He woke up once every few minutes until he was completely asleep until 11 o'clock noon. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingchun woke up.

Su Zhinian woke up earlier than the attending doctor expected, and he opened his eyes at five in the evening.

However, Su Zhinian added a sedative drug to his every bit. When he woke up, he didn't say a word.

The doctors and nurses rushed to help him check up around the hospital bed. The only seat left was also occupied by Su Mu. Song Qingchun could only stand far away.

Su Zhinian was excited and weeping at the face of Su mother, and he didn't respond at all. He seemed to be conscious for too long and broke the film. He stared at the snow-white ceiling for a while and then seemed to be conscious. When it came to something, I moved my eyes slowly, and looked slightly weak and asked, "What about youth?"

Su Zhinian's voice was very low, but Song Qingchun, who was standing more than a meter away, still heard clearly.

Her heart was suddenly wrapped in something, warm and hot, with unspeakable satisfaction and sourness.

He has been in a coma for two days and two nights, but he opened his eyes and said the first sentence, "How about youth?"

Mother Su seems to be too happy. She didn't even notice Su Zhinian's words. She still chattered there and asked, "A Nian, how are you feeling? Do you know that you are scared of your mother? You are awake... …"

Su Zhinian frowned as she didn't hear the answer she wanted, and her lips continued to move. Before he even spoke, he heard a very light sound: "Su Zhinian."

The voice was soft like a whisper, but Su Zhinian, whose hearing was beyond ordinary people, still turned his head along the voice. He crossed Song Qingchun's eyes across his mother's arm.

Su Mu was still concerned about Su Zhinian. Song Qingchun looked back at him quietly without speaking, but her lips raised.

He saw her smile, froze for a moment, and then blinked, his expression became soft.

Song Qingchun's lips rose even more sharply. She didn't laugh, but she seemed to laugh, but her eyes slowly turned red.

Su Zhinian moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound, but Song Qingchun saw his lips clearly and knew he was saying to himself, "Don't cry."

Song Qingchun’s tears fell all of a sudden, but the smile on her face became more and more splendid. She learned what he looked like, and she moved her lips without speaking, and returned: "I know I am so happy, happy You can wake up."

Her lips moved slowly, almost word by word, and he saw clearly. After she finished speaking, he just wanted to return to him and realized that his son was staring in one direction Su's mother turned her head and looked at Song Qingchun.

It turned out that after his son woke up, he had been watching Song Qingchun... Su Mu's thoughts in her heart followed her holding Su Zhinian's hand and passed into his heart. Su Zhinian lowered her eyes and looked away Song Qingchun pulled back Su Su's body and shouted softly, "Mom."

Su Zhinian's voice suddenly pulled Su's mother from Song Qingchun's attention. She turned her head and cared about Su Zhinian.