Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"Don't go... don't go..."

Intermittent whispers came from behind, and Bao Siheng turned his head in surprise, looking at the hands that tightly grabbed his cuffs, he was very excited.

Is this all "the memory is gone, but the feeling is the same"?

"Jane Ning..."

He murmured in a low voice, with mixed feelings, including excitement and grievance, but more of it was worry.

He wasn't sure if he was being followed by the hospital along the way. If those people knew that he had been in contact with Jian Ning, it would only bring her more trouble.

Bao Siheng stood there dumbfounded, watching Jian Ning gradually calm down, he stretched out his hand and pulled Jian Ning's hand from his cuff, and then gently stuffed it into the bed, he picked up the medical record card again, and confirmed Jane's hand again and again. After Ning's condition was not serious, Bo Siheng took one last look at Jian Ning, and walked out of the room lightly.

Early in the morning, Jian Ning woke up from a deep sleep, a silhouette of a man appeared in her blurred vision, and the unclear memory of last night was still lingering in her mind, could it be that person last night?

"Who are you?" Jian Ning blurted out.

The man who heard the voice turned around, with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were as gentle as jade.

"Jianning, are you awake?" The man immediately came up.

It turned out to be... An Ting?
Jian Ning looked at him with some doubts: "Ting... When did you come?"

"While you were asleep!"

"Then..." Jian Ning hesitated for a while, and then asked tentatively: "I fell asleep last night, did you... do anything strange to you? Or... say something strange?"

A trace of doubt flashed in An Ting's eyes, but he quickly covered it up and smiled at her: "No!"

"No..." Jian Ning murmured in a low voice, but she didn't quite believe it, and whispered: "But I clearly remember last night as if..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered An Ting's reaction when she and Bao Siheng walked too close, afraid that he would think too much, so she hurriedly looked up at him, changed the subject, and smiled nonchalantly: "Ting, it's scary again. I'm sorry you're worried!"

"No!" An Ting came over and sat by her bed, and tenderly put the pillow behind her back: "It's my fault. I haven't taken good care of you during this time. In the situation like last night, I should be by your side !"

Seeing An Ting who was taking care of her tenderly, a bold thought suddenly popped up in Jian Ning's mind. She wanted to verify for herself whether that person last night was really An Ting.

So, staring at his face, she slowly approached him...

The voice of speaking stopped abruptly, An Ting stared at Jian Ning's face which was close at hand, feeling a little astonished for a moment.

"Jane Ning..."

After being stunned for a few seconds, he said softly, "You..."

Before he finished the following words, he saw Jian Ning's face approaching again, her eyes were fixed on his lips, and his eyes were full of expressions that he didn't understand.

Does she want to...

An Ting hesitated for a moment, and after realizing the meaning of the other party, his heart began to beat violently. This strange and uncontrollable feeling made him unconsciously gather his fingers that were naturally hanging down, and grasp the bed sheet tightly.

Just when he made up his mind to close his eyes slightly, and was about to sink, suddenly his eyes lit up, he opened his eyes, and saw Jian Ning's head moved away again, and the distance between the two instantly widened.

"...Jane Ning?"

Facing An Ting's questioning eyes, Jian Ning hurriedly lowered her head, clutching the quilt on her chest tightly with both hands, like a child who has done something wrong, "Ting, I'm sorry, I..."

Thinking that she apologized because she was afraid that her recklessness would offend him, An Ting smiled lightly: "Jian Ning, you don't have to feel sorry!"

As he said that, he leaned his body towards the head of the bed, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Jian Ning was startled, and before she could react, An Ting's other hand had already touched her chin. Hooked up.

"This is a very normal intimacy between husband and wife. If you need it, I should satisfy you unconditionally..." After he said this quietly, he moved closer.

As he got closer, she became more and more panicked.

"Ah, no! I... I don't have this need!" Just when An Ting's lips were about to touch her, she suddenly pushed him away, then quickly shrank back, leaning her head on the bed , The atmosphere dare not come out.

He is not from last night!
Jian Ning finally understood this fact, because when he approached her, she instinctively wanted to escape, but facing the real touch last night, she didn't feel like that.

An Ting was a little embarrassed by Jian Ning's capricious behavior, but he, who always hoped to maintain his demeanor in front of Jian Ning, did not show any displeasure, and after a short hesitation, he raised his hand and rubbed She nodded her head and said softly: "It's okay, take your time, are you hungry? I'll go downstairs to get you something to eat!"

An Ting left, and she was the only one left in the ward. Jian Ning's tense body relaxed a little. She looked up and looked around, trying to find the clues left by the person last night, but in the simply furnished ward, There are no traces.

Maybe... I really just had a slightly real dream?
Messy images began to churn in his mind again, over and over again, and it was Bo Siheng who appeared the most.

Strange, how could I think of him?

Jian Ning shook her head a little annoyed, remembering that she asked him for help last night, but he didn't show up, Jian Ning felt so angry.

What an ungrateful guy, thanks to the fact that I was so kind to him when he was injured, I don't have any gratitude at all!

As night fell, on the beach of the island, a man held his mobile phone and looked around, anxiously looking for something along the coastline.

The busy tone on the phone made his brows furrow tighter and tighter, and he couldn't help saying: "Answer the phone, answer the phone, answer the phone..."

He dialed again and again, but there was no movement, he could only give up, my mobile phone hangs down weakly, he looks at the endless sea, his heart is turbulent, he promised to let himself answer here, but why hasn't he appeared yet?
Boss, you can't have something to do, absolutely not!
When the man searched for nothing, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of driftwood floating from the opposite sea area, and there seemed to be a black shadow on the driftwood.

Could it be...

With joy on his face, the man took off his suit jacket and threw it away, and plunged into the sea water.

The man grabbed the driftwood, and it turned out to be a person. His shirt was already messed up, his body was covered with bruises, and it was light pink under the sea water.Looking at such a person, the man's hands were trembling, and he immediately recognized that this person was the one he was waiting for, but seeing that he was injured like this, he felt like a thunderbolt.

The man slowly raised his hand, held his breath and turned the person on the driftwood over, revealing a pale face. After careful inspection, the man's expression on the verge of collapse was more comforting.

Fortunately, he is still alive!

Although he is dying, as long as he is alive, he is fine!

The man put his arm around the waist of the wounded and grabbed the driftwood with the other, struggling to swim to the shore.