Song Nianhe walked quickly, with a happy smile on his face.

She was going to see the man who loved her most, and she felt so happy that she couldn't describe it in words.

Every step was getting closer to him.

"I'm here, Si Moli. I'll be there soon. Wait for me. You must wait for me to see you!"

Song Nianhe didn't even care about the people around her or the places she passed. All she could see was Si Moli.

The heartbeat was pounding, pounding, beating in the chest, far exceeding the usual heart rate.

It's excitement, joy, and impatient.

Finally, arriving at the door of Si Moli's ward, Song Nianhe was nervous and looking forward to it.

What should she say when she saw Si Moli.

What would he say to her again?

The nurse has opened the door for her: "Mrs. Si, you can go in."

"Okay, okay." She responded, "Thank you."

Song Nianhe swallowed and walked into the ward.

On the hospital bed, Si Moli was lying there.

Although he woke up, he was still unable to move and was very weak.

However, his closed eyes finally opened.

You can see his deep eyes, deep eyes, and see her shadow reflected in his pupils!

Hearing the footsteps, Si Moli turned his eyes slightly and looked towards the door.

At a glance, he saw the figure that he had been dreaming about.

It is day and night thinking, day and night, and worry.

What is Si Moli worried about the most?

Not the Si family, not the Si family, but his wife.

Without him by her side, how would she live, would she be happy, would she be happy, would she be wronged, would anyone bully her...

Si Moli looked at her quietly.

His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was extremely small and low, hoarse and dry.

"Nian, Nian He..."

He was calling her, not sure if she could hear him.

He wanted very much to sit up, open his arms to hug her, and let her fill his generous arms.

However, such a simple action has been done countless times before, but now...

But it seemed so powerless.

Si Moli couldn't do it.

Even breathing hurt him.

He could only look at her like this, following her figure with his eyes.

Song Nianhe approached step by step.

The closer she got to the hospital bed, the lighter and slower her steps became.

The moment her eyes met with Si Moli's, her tears poured down like a flood that broke a dam, and she couldn't hold it back.

Her legs became weak uncontrollably, her knees bent, and she fell down beside the hospital bed.

"Si Moli, Si Moli..."

Song Nianhe's voice was full of tears, but every word was clear.

Si Moli heard it clearly.

"I'm here." He still moved his lips slightly and responded to her, "I'm here."

However, Song Nianhe couldn't hear it at all.

His voice could only be heard by himself, not to mention that he was wearing a breathing mask, which swallowed up his volume even more.

Song Nianhe's eyes were blurred by tears and she couldn't see clearly.

She quickly raised her hand and wiped it off hard.

At this time, she had to look at Si Moli carefully, make eye contact with him, and understand the emotions in his eyes.

Why are you crying?

Disappointing!

Song Nianhe bit her lip and stood up again.

"Si Moli, you're awake." She tried her best to raise a smile, letting him see her intact self, "I finally waited for this moment, I know you will wake up!"

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