✅My Feelings Can Wait [Rebirth] (GL)

7

Jingxuan's mother is somewhat similar to Jingxuan, and even Tao Xingruo, especially when she is not smiling, she has the same aura, and her aura is intimidating. Seeing Ji Yuyan, Jingxuan's mother's door-door gesture paused slightly.

    Obviously he didn't say anything, but Ji Youyan felt that he had seen dissatisfaction and suspicion from Jing Xun's mother's expression. Yes, in this matter, she was completely responsible for Jingxuan.

    Back then, Jingxun's mother's words made her feel ashamed. Today, the shadow has not dissipated. It was almost a conditioned reflex, and the feeling of shame made Ji Yuyan have the urge to disappear immediately. However, no. She froze in place, reluctant to lift her foot.

    She was weak once and regretted once.

    Ji Yooyan held his mind and looked directly at Jingxuan's mother, trying his best to calmly say: "Auntie, how is Axun?"

    Jingxun's mother looked at her for a few seconds, and then said unclearly: "Xiaoyan, in this place again. We met."

    Ji Youyan didn't dare to speak, his face looked at a loss similar to two years ago.

    But it looks a little braver than before. Jing Shurong opened his eyes and replied to Ji Yoo: "I have just arrived, and I am about to go to the attending doctor for detailed questions."

    Tao Xingruo immediately said warmly: "Auntie, I'll take you there."

    Jing Shurong nodded.

    Ji Yooyan was worried, and wanted to go with Jing Shurong to hear what the attending doctor said. Tao Xingruo winked at Ji Yooyan and signaled her to go directly to Jing Xiu.

    On the huge aisle, Ji Yuyan was the only one left. She turned back and held the doorknob, her hands shaking unconsciously.

    Over the years, she often dreamed of scenes like this: Pushing the door open, Jing Xun was lying down with bruises, and the look in her eyes looked lifeless, as if she was telling all the evil things she had done to her. . Now all this seems to be a repeat of the previous nightmare. But every time, she opened the door in her dream. Even if one can only take a look at Jing Xiu.

    It's like, at this moment, she still twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.

    At a glance, she saw the figure facing her on the side of the hospital bed. The pain and panic of the past rushed to Haiti in an instant, Ji Yuyan softened his legs, tears falling sternly.

    Jing Xiu heard the sound, turned his head back slowly, and looked at the door.

    This time, she did not notify Ji Yoo Yan, but Ji Yoo Yan came much faster than the last time. She has mixed feelings in her heart, but when she sees Ji Yuyan's tears, her heart is softened.

    "Standing to be the door god?" she said hoarsely.

    Not the same, this time, it was a real life, not a nightmare that trapped her. A Xiu is okay, A Xiu is still there, Ji Youyan broke his tears into a smile.

    She closed the door with her backhand, trot to Jing Xiu's bed, squatted down, and buried one end on Jing Xiu's quilt.

    A person who has always been stable is ashamed as a child at the moment.

    "Axuan, Axun, Axun..." She whispered, crying.

    For the rest of his life, Jing Xiu couldn't suppress the affection in his heart, so he seldom responded to her softly: "I'm here."

    Ji Youyan was a little more steadfast, and he was willing to raise his head. She sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the gauze on Jing Xun's head and the anchor on her neck, stretched out her hand, but retracted it worriedly. "Does it hurt? What did the doctor say."