Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

When Hua Jinan woke up, it was already the next morning.

He opened his eyes, and the sky outside was not clear yet, it was dark.

Hua Jinan felt as if she was stripped of skin all over her body, and the pain was in her heart.

With a burning fever in his stomach, he slowly sat up.

"Wake up?" Someone said suddenly.

Hua Jin An suddenly stopped his movements, and then looked at the source of the sound.

The man lying on the sofa slowly got up, the light outside the window illuminating the man's face.

Hua Jinan smiled slightly, "Why are you coming back?"

Xuan Xiaoran said mockingly, "The taxi driver called me, saying that the phone book just turned to my page before you fell unconscious!"

Xuan Xiaoran got up and walked towards him, "Don't you want to see Su... Bei?"

The man slapped on the indoor lights, bright lights shining on Hua Jinan's face, and the faint sadness flashing on his pale face was unobstructed.

Xuan Xiaoran stood in front of him, "Why me?"

Hua Jinan said lightly, "I don't want to toss her, it hurts!"

Xuan Xiaoran sighed, okay, in fact, he also felt distressed.

Of course, in the last sentence, Hua Jinan would not know if he was killed.

Before he fell into a coma, he was looking for someone to do the funeral for him.

Xuan Xiaoran obviously didn't seem to be too happy with this heavy burden falling on him.

Later, Xuan Xiaoran asked in a serious voice, "Why drink beer? Who did you drink with?"

Hua Jinan looked at the hanging potion calmly, and asked softly, "When can I finish hanging?"

Xuan Xiaoran said coldly, "Answer my question.

Hua Jinan said lightly, "Brother of Subei!"

Xuan Xiaoran chuckled coldly, "So that's it! It turned out to be to please the future brother, why did I desperately?"

Hua Jinan smiled slightly, "It's not the uncle in the future, but the uncle."

He and Subei are already married.

"Did you convince Su Yu?" Xuan Xiaoran asked.

Hua Jinan nodded, "En."

"Hua Jinan, are you sick?"

Xuan Xiaoran suddenly cursed loudly.

Hua Jinan frowned, "Why should I go to the hospital if I am not sick?"

Xuan Xiaoran took a deep breath and said angrily, "You know you are allergic to beer and still drink so much, do you know if you are looking for death? If it is not delivered in time, you will suffocate and die."

Hua Jinan's expression has always been calm. At this moment, seeing Xuan Xiaoran not being so calm, he frowned slightly, "I've drank it before, don't I live well?"

Xuan Xiaoran turned around on the spot, then stretched out her index finger to point to Hua Jinan, "I said, Hua Jinan can't live without her, right?"

Hua Jinan frowned, and Xuan Xiaoran continued, "Look at what virtues you have made yourself. You have a weak body and have been drinking too much. Just do it."

Hua Jinan opened his mouth, and finally chose to remain silent.

Xuan Xiaoran was tired and sat down on the chair.

"Your current body can't stand any allergens at all, otherwise, it will be life-threatening. You can take care of you by yourself."

Hua Jinan's lips twitched a chuckle, "Don't worry, you are still alive, I can't die."

Xuan Xiaoran glared at her, then heaved a sigh of relief, suppressing the anger and rage in his heart.

"Go and get her back." Xuan Xiaoran's tone of speaking again has been much slower.

Hua Jinan took a deep breath, but did not speak.

Xuan Xiaoran raised his eyes, "Why, don't you want to pick it up?"