Huo Siran lowered his eyes and said nothing.

yes.

What happened today was about to scare him to death.

He didn't expect that An Ran would be the one who rescued him. He thought in his heart whether he had misunderstood her, but it was not important... nothing mattered, what was important was that Lin Yitong was fine, and An Ran deserved his respect.

"Even if you don't say it now, I know why you like her so much," An Ran held the cup, smiling bitterly and unwillingly. "Although I have been in contact with it several times, I can see that her strength is in her bones."

Unlike her, she cannot control herself, can't discipline herself, and even can't be self-reliant. She is the weakest and most insulting one.

Hosran sat down and waited for the owner to prepare the meal and pack it.

"You can see it now. I realized it later. It was only after I met her for a long time that I felt that she was stubborn and principled, that I could not even compare to me." After a day of thrillingness, he finally showed a smile that was so shallow that he seemed to be invisible.

Staring at that smile, Anran saw the gains and losses.

"She is very persistent. If she wants to do anything, she can do whatever she wants and do whatever she wants..." He remembered the pushpin she hid in her pocket in order to overcome the sensation. Her eyes were so gentle that she was completely immersed in her own world. "So you know that she decided to have both of them now. How powerless I am... But the same thing, if she decides to love someone and follow someone, she will take it for granted no matter how much grievance she suffers, and she will be devoted to it..."

It's just Lin Yitong, who is aggrieved, tolerant, and tolerant...

Every scene and look in her made him unable to stop.

"At that time, she also adhered to her moral bottom line and refused to let me pass..." Thinking back to her initial ruthlessness, he couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth and smiled, "It was probably that time that I really loved her and felt that the person who could make her adhere to the bottom line and pursue her, made me crazy jealous... I wondered if there was a day when her little persistence was for me..."

At that time, he fell into it little by little and drowned in it.

After saying too much, he slowly discovered his situation. Huo Siran stopped and found An Ran on the opposite side staring at him with a pale face, his eyes were so painful that water was about to drip out.

"Wipe your hand." He calmed down his tone and pushed the tissue over, seeing that her hands were soaked with water droplets on the wall of the cup.

You shouldn't have told her this.

"Oh..." An Ran took the tissue with a wry smile, and her chest was already numb.

Yes. With such a passionate love, shouldn’t she be ashamed of herself and take the initiative to retreat, retreat into the turtle shell and hide, and never see the light of day?

The owner prepared the meal and delivered it to him in person.

Hosran did not hesitate and wanted to leave. Time was tight, so he wanted to come out and rushed back to accompany her.

The tall figure stood up and bowed to the table.

"I didn't intend to emphasize these to you. If you have eyes, you should have seen them a long time ago. If you feel uncomfortable continuing, then stop-" Hosran looked up at her, "Stop, An Ran, otherwise the more you do, the more you will be injured."

His words were definitely doing his best to be kind and grateful, and he was doing good for her. An Ran laughed out loud, covered her mouth, and covered her forehead. She felt that if the underground was willing to separate a slit for her, she would definitely get in because it was so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that her heart felt like it was torn apart, which hurts so much...

She nodded, her tears choked out, her eyes flushed: "I know, I... understand..."

At the same time, a low-chassis streamlined military vehicle flashed across the street with a "wow--" sound, clasping the phone tightly against the steering wheel, and the force was so strong that it almost broke the phone.

"Is that right?" Mo Huaiyuan, who was returning halfway, drove the car and sneered repeatedly, "Well, is there in the hospital where Huo Siran's wife had an accident?"

Halfway through the ship, Mo Huaiyuan felt that something was wrong, so he pushed Secretary An's arrangement and rushed back quickly, but he didn't expect to hear such news. Someone saw that in the afternoon, she personally hugged Lin Yitong up and down the elevator - a six or seven-month-old twin pregnant woman, dared to hold it with bumps? This love is so love for the house and the ninth, and even his wife loves her, she also loves her?

"I'm not sure when I go back. Tell the secretary and say I-"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Guang suddenly caught a familiar figure! Mo Huaiyuan's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly stepped on the gear and slowed down and stopped the car with a "squeak" sound and stopped at the door of the tea restaurant.

There, two figures were tall and straight, and the other was refined and thin, talking across the table more than a foot away. His eyes were confused, she felt ache in her smile, her hands tightly clutching her coat, and her fingers were tampered with red marks. She fell deeply because of his words and sentences, and was as if she was in a dream.

He woke up, slowly supported her shoulders and said something.

She choked and burst into tears, as if she couldn't control it. But how could that man be considerate? He thrust heavily, took the things and left.

"Secretary Mo, Secretary Mo..." I could no longer hear the sound on the phone, and I called him anxiously.

Mo Huaiyuan slowly moved his phone down with a pale face and pressed it coldly. No matter how calm and tolerant he was, after something like that had happened, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't believe it...

This woman...she actually...and...

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"If you have something to do in the future, I will spare no effort even if you speak. You can sit for a while, and I will call the guards to take you home later."

This is the last sentence that Hosran left to her before leaving the restaurant.

He was never polite. The words he said were the promises he made to her because of gratitude, which were valid in this life. She knew.

But in the latter sentence, she didn't understand what it meant until she got up and left the restaurant.

——At this moment, outside Lin Yitong’s ward, there is no need for her, an outsider.

On the car.

"Aren't you the young driver who has been following Team Huo?" An Ran wanted to relieve the severe pain in her heart, and smiled and pulled the topic away, "Why are you driving so slowly? You're late for a while? How do you pick up Team Huo back to the sea?"

The young driver was stunned, his mouth opened and closed, his eyes dodged, pretending not to hear her.

"What's wrong with you?" An Ran looked at his expression and suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"The chief... in fact, there is no need to go back to the sea," the driver's eyes began to look a little angry, "I was also excluded when I went there. This time, the chief avoided it and let them go to work hard. Anyway, when the autumn comes, our chief will go to the northwest to have a good time. In this broken land of Kyoto, whoever loves to stay will stay!"

It was like a bolt from the blue, exploding above my head.

"What did you say?" She smiled faintly in disbelief and grabbed the seat cover tightly. Although she knew that Hosran would definitely be punished for violating discipline this time, she didn't expect that his father would be so merciless and quarrel so hard. Did he go to the northwest before he came? Go to the northwest?!!

"Was it my father decided to go to the northwest?"

The driver looked at her from the rearview mirror, flattened her mouth, and did not dare to change her expression or speak.

Oh……

"My father was blinded and his heart was also blinded. He forgot that what he wanted was a tamed wild horse, or a person who could gallop for him thousands of miles!" An Ran felt a lot of pain in his heart. He almost took out his cell phone out of habit and wanted to call his father immediately. But when he was halfway through, his fingers trembled, and he recalled Hosran's words, "Stop, An Ran, otherwise the more you do, the more you will be hurt."

What he meant was that he would not respond at all, and he would not appreciate it. He would keep a hopeless love, and her pain would turn into flames, and eventually burn himself to death.

Want to fight?

Or...not to fight?

An Ran swears that this restraint will exhaust all her perseverance and tears.

The driver in front of him didn't understand why. Just now, Miss An was talking to him with anger on her face. Her eyes turned red in a few seconds. She grabbed her cell phone and put it down. Finally, she shrugged her shoulders and cried...

Will Hosran know? Will he know? Changing his habits like cutting off the veins of his own life, plucking them down one by one with a knife. She had to tell herself over and over again that he didn't need it, and she was even less grateful. He had only coldness and trouble, and love without response, which would only drive her crazy in the end...

The driver frowned, which was too incredible, but there was no time to think about it. On the dark alley road, a car suddenly ran out of nowhere and hit the right corner of the military vehicle. After a slightly shrill sound, the huge trembling and impact force only made the military vehicle, which was very slow and steady, shake it, and a layer of skin was broken by the side, including An Ran on the back seat, and only hit the window with his forehead, and a small piece of it was instantly blushed.

She screamed miserably, frightened.

The driver also stopped brakes in shock and looked closely, because the car rushed out very quickly, and the car was even more seriously injured...

The man driving had wounds at the corners of his eyes, and the wound was against the cold edges of his side face, two inches long and blood was oozing. He untied his seat belt, got out of the car coldly, and walked straight toward this side. When he arrived at the side of the car, he opened the car door without saying a word, stretched his long arms straight to the little woman in the back seat, clasped her wrist, and pulled her hard, and his strong arms grabbed her waist and pressed her in his arms, and threw the car door without saying a word.

An Ran staggered to the ground, "Uh..."

The severe pain on her head had not yet dissipated. She was...the man with difficulty opening her eyes. The outline was full of bloody and charming aura in front of her. In the deepest nightmare, she was afraid...

"Mo..." She had only had time to sniff out this word with her lips pale. The next second, she was so scared that she struggled to hide wildly.

Mo Huaiyuan took a cold breath, raised his head, and let her struggle violently in her arms,
Chapter completed!