Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

"He will, after all this is what he owes me." Su Miao said firmly, she was also betting, after all, no one could decide the future, she was betting that Song Hansheng would listen to her well and live well in prison.

It was too easy to kill him with a single shot. She wanted him to see everything he got disappear little by little in the prison, and she wanted him to turn back everything, have nothing, and spend his life in poverty.

What could be more excruciating than watching something slowly disappear from your hands?Ordinary people can't bear it, let alone Song Hansheng who once stood on the top of the city.

I am used to being high above the ground, and I may have forgotten what it feels like to fall into the quagmire.

The two vegetarian dishes came out of the pan very quickly. Qin Mo brought them to the table, and when he returned to the kitchen, he saw fish soup being served. The fish soup she made was never as good as Qin Mo's, and the fish was fried very badly every time. incomplete.

"Be careful, I'll come." Qin Mo took the spoon in her hand, "Take the bowl and go out to eat."

At the dinner table, the two would chat and eat while eating, chewing slowly. The lights in the restaurant were warm yellow, which seemed particularly warm on such a day.

Qin Mo moved his lips a few times, wanting to say something to Su Miao but he didn't say anything. When the meal was over, he put the bowl in to wash the dishes while Su Miao was cleaning the table outside.

Qin Mo suddenly said, "Miao Miao, did you hear everything I said that day in the ambulance?"

The hand wiping the table froze, Su Miao lowered her head, biting her lips lightly.

How could it be possible not to hear?She woke up because of what Qin Mo said.

"Su Xiaomiao." This is Qin Mo's new nickname for Su Miao, a unique nickname that belongs only to him.

Too many people call him "Miao Miao", calling him "Doctor Su" is like an ordinary colleague, calling him "Su Miao" is too cold, he is unwilling.

Su Xiaomiao is very suitable.

Su Miao looked up and saw Qin Mo standing at the kitchen door and said, "I love you more than you can imagine, you are the exception in my life, if you don't want to be with me, I will always wait for you, Wait willingly, and I won't force you, after all, love should make people gentle and romantic, not make people feel wronged or compromised..."

Since Su Miao woke up until now, Qin Mo has not said these things. He restrained his inner feelings, afraid of bringing pressure on Su Miao, afraid that she would hide from him and refuse to treat him properly.

The former Qin Mo was really nothing to be afraid of, but the more he cared about a person, the more afraid he became, and the people he cared about around him left him one by one.

Today, Qin Mo mustered a lot of strength to say these words.

He was afraid of losing Su Miao, afraid that there would be a difficult relationship between them.

What is Difficulty?It was because he couldn't help approaching her when he was afraid of hurting her and wanted to keep a distance from her.

The biggest regret in life is meeting a special person, meeting someone after going round and round, but not being able to be together.

Reluctant not to be able to do it, unwilling to do so.

Su Miao felt uncomfortable, she clenched the rag in her hand: "Compared to the bad me, you can meet someone more suitable, Qin Mo, there will be many good women in this world, who can be with you for a lifetime, grow old together, a Happy family, one child, I have nothing, I've been in prison, I've had miscarriages and had my uterus removed, do you understand? I can't have a child!"

Su Miao's eyes turned red after she finished speaking, she almost couldn't help lowering her head, her eyes were swollen, tears could not be held back, she was too bad, even she hated herself, how could she be worthy of Qin Mo?Qin Mo can't be impulsive, she can't, she can't hurt him.

"What kind of happiness should be decided by me..." Qin Mo approached Su Miao while talking, his voice was slightly low and magnetic, with an attraction that could not be ignored.

Su Miao lowered her head, watching his shadow getting closer and closer to her, he didn't press, but stopped half a meter away from her.

"Su Xiaomiao, we are not young anymore, don't let your future pay for your past, you are not bad at all, you are the best in my heart, you deserve to be cherished and cared for, you don't have what you said Unbearable, I am not as good as you said, you have never done anything wrong."

Su Miao's voice was choked with sobs: "But you like children, I can't..."

"You live in this world to feel the beauty of this world. For example, the warm sun and flowers in spring, the cool breeze in summer, the fields and forests with fruits in autumn, the snow and cold plums in winter, the rising sun and constant moon, feeling the smoke from the kitchen, watching the flowers bloom and fall, you should It's about living happily, not for having children, we can adopt children together if we like, or if we don't, we will sit and chat with a group of old ladies and husbands in the nursing home from now on, and the days are just as lively." Qin Momo said sincerely , and then stretched out his hand to hold Su Miao's nervous and cold hand tightly.

No matter how many futures he describes, there is Su Miao in the future.

No matter how many shortcomings Su Miao mentioned, how inappropriate they were, Qin Mo would affirm his love for her time and time again.

He really gave her a lot of sense of security. She thought her heart would never be warm again in this life, but Qin Mo took the initiative to stretch out his hand, regardless of the "thorn" growing outside the heart, even if the thorn was dripping with blood, he would cover it with all his strength. .

The future that Qin Mo described was too good, Su Miao raised her head, this time her eyes were red, her face was also a little red, she hesitated and said, "Why do you like me?"

Qin Mo gently touched the top of her head, and said, "I can't say the reason, but I know you are the reason why I don't love others."

He can't say much about the lingering and romantic words. If he wants to describe it in one sentence, it's probably like a summer cicada giving up four years of life just to meet in that short two hundred days.