Cold CEO Chasing His Wife: Sweet Wife, Bringing In

Chapter 443 His Love 8
"Please, just don't wake up..."

"I can't bear it, I really can't bear it... I have already experienced the pain of losing you once, and my heart finally came back to life..."

"Didn't you say that I always pet and smile, as long as you wake up, I will listen to you in everything from now on!"

"Honey, you must wake up... Please..."

Yu Siqing's little hands were wet with his tears, he cried bitterly and suppressed his own crying, his tall body was shaking.

The lights have been turned off, leaving only the light of the instrument, the suppressed crying in the dark and the beeping sound of the instrument, everything is so sad and painful.

A figure outside the door looked in through the glass of the ward door, and when he saw Yu Siqing lying on the hospital bed, his hands were tightly clenched. Seeing Yu Qianyuan like this, his heart was extremely painful.

Yu Qianyuan loves her very much, but God's good luck tricks people...

The man looked at the boy about seventeen or eighteen years old, his immature face was full of pain, and he wanted to push the door in, but he didn't know what identity he was going in with.

Finally, the boy turned and left, walked through the quiet corridor, and went down the stairs to the first floor. After leaving the hospital, the boy looked up at the dark night sky.

The sky tonight is a bit gloomy, without a single star, the prelude to rain is really like people's current mood.

So gloomy, depressing, sad...

Thinking of the scene he saw just now, the young man felt another pain in his heart. She and Yu Qianyuan are both good people, please God not to treat them so cruelly...

Please, make sure she wakes up!Please make her wake up!

Under the dark and gloomy night sky, the dim orange street lights shone on the young man, and the cool breeze was blowing. He was only wearing a thin shirt and black pants. His lonely back walked forward very slowly and depressingly... …

Those long, vague and hazy memories came to mind, and the young man felt sharp pain in his heart.

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Yu Qianyuan had been guarding Yu Siqing all night without closing her eyes, and Zhang's mother came early in the morning, seeing this situation, she couldn't help crying.

Yu Qianyuan held Yu Siqing's hand and kept that movement unchanged. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and some stubble grew on his chin. He looked very decadent.

Mama Zhang asked him to take a rest and she came to watch over him, but he didn't respond, just staring at the little figure on the bed like a wooden man.

Later, Gu Xingyun and the others also came, along with Ji Han and Mo Feixue, looking at Yu Siqing on the bed, Ji Han was so heartbroken that he was about to suffocate.

Her arms and legs were covered with bandages, gauze was still stuck on her forehead, and there were many abrasions on her face. Her small face was as pale as snow, without a trace of blood.

He wanted to go and grab her hand, but Yu Qianyuan was here, and he was also Murphy Snow's husband now, so he couldn't do that.

He could only hold his hands tightly, trying his best to suppress his emotions.

Mo Feixue glanced at him, then quickly turned her gaze away, bitterness appeared in her eyes.

No matter who talked to Yu Qianyuan, he ignored him, but maintained that movement, holding her little hand attached to his face, and fixed his eyes on her pale face.

He didn't even glance at the breakfast brought by Zhang Ma, as if there was only him and her in the world, and he only had eyes for her.

The brain and ears automatically block everything, don't want to think about other things and don't want to hear any other sounds.

Everyone had no choice but to sit down or stand quietly without talking.

(End of this chapter)