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Chapter 2205 You Are The Light, My World (1)

When Lin Zhaoxia woke up, the tip of her nose smelled strongly of hospital disinfectant.

All he could see was the white ceiling.

She frowned slightly, her mind went blank, the only thing she knew was that she should be in the hospital.

As for why she appeared in the hospital and what happened before, she couldn't remember at all.

She moved her arms, tried to sit up, but failed.

The soreness all over her body and the severe pain at the top almost wiped out Lin Zhaoxia's whole body at that moment.

"Are you awake?" A familiar low magnetic voice suddenly came from my ear.

Lin Zhaoxia moved her eyes, turned her head, and saw Yang Moyan who was standing by.

He held an apple in one slender hand and a small fruit knife in the other.

The knife is good, and it is peeling off the apple skin little by little.

Lin Zhaoxia opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Yang Moyan stopped the movement of her hands, then reached out to pour a glass of warm water on the small table beside the bed, and threw a straw in it, handing it to Lin Zhaoxia's lips, "Drink some water, you slept for three days."

Three days! ?
Lin Zhaoxia suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Yang Moyan smiled softly, and put the straw directly on Lin Zhaoxia's lips, "Surprised? I'm glad that you are finally willing to wake up, otherwise, this hospital would not have to stay..."

Lin Zhaoxia immediately took a sip of water to moisturize her throat, but when she spoke, she was still hoarse, "Don't, don't be impulsive."

"I can't calm down," Yang Moyan said in a calm mood now, "You are the one lying here."

So, how can he calm down.

One day is almost the limit.

For three days, he endured it.

During the half year more than a year ago, he almost went crazy.

"Don't sleep casually for so long in the future," Yang Moyan's voice was suddenly low. He grabbed Lin Zhaoxia's hand, pressed it against his lips, and rubbed it lightly, "You know what? I'm scared... "

Lin Zhaoxia was silent, not knowing what to say.

During the six months of comatose sleep, her daily consciousness was chaotic.

Instead, he vaguely knew that there were always many people around him.

They are all familiar people.

But in the end, it will become a company of one person.

That person gave her too much familiarity, the kind that was already engraved in her bones.

Familiar with him, as soon as that person appears, you can know it is him.

In the past three days, she has been unconscious, but she also knows who has been guarding her until the end.

"You know, during that six months, when Song Yan sent you to the hospital, what did Song Yan tell me after he performed the operation on you?" Yang Moyan whispered with his lips against her fingers.

"What did you say?" Lin Zhaoxia moved her fingertips and touched his soft lips.

Yang Moyan kissed her lightly, then looked up at her.

In fact, that half year can be said to be the darkest period of time for Yang Moyan.

I've never been so terrified before.

Can't catch the light.

It's right in front of you.

But even if you stretch out your hand, it's still empty.

But now that I think about it and say it, I suddenly realize that it's nothing.

Because the light was still there, he reached out and grabbed it.

"Song Yan said that the bullet was on the right side of the heart, compressing the nerves, which caused you to sleep for half a year before waking up. But in fact, this is only part of it, and it is for others to hear."

Yang Moyan's voice was very calm, his heart was also very calm, and his eyes were very light, just falling on Lin Zhaoxia's face, and staring at her, he didn't move any more.

(End of this chapter)