May all be safe!

After watching quietly for a while, he tightened his arms, dragged her to her feet, and then led her directly to the outer room of the ward.

He pressed against her soft body, her back against the cold wall.

"I won't fall, for you." He looked at her affectionately, as if the pain could be alleviated by the delicate and delicate face.

Seeing Jin Zeming's face full of warmth and pity, Luo Xingchen, who was in a complicated mood, hugged his waist at once.

The familiar and elegant woody scent of his body brought her peace of mind and made her gradually calm down.

"Are you really okay?" She raised her hand to smooth out the lines on the man's forehead, "Don't frown all the time, it won't look good if you have wrinkles." ”

He pulled her body up and hugged her whole into his arms, "I may not have time to accompany you recently, there was a riot in country X." Our relationship with them has always been tense ......."

She nodded, "So, are you afraid that their political situation will affect country R?" ”

"Country R has just been out of war for a few years, and it will take a long time to regain its former prosperity. And this time country X came to power by the people who supported the rebellion of country R back then, and in their eyes, only a war-torn and impoverished country R is in their interests. ”

"So, you must be good and not collapse." She leaned in and kissed him lightly on the cheek, "I'll take good care of Star, you're my man, he's my son." ”

When Luo Xingchen finished speaking, he was my son, and an indescribable warmth suddenly swayed in her heart.

As if, this is a matter of course.

It was as if the child lying on the hospital bed was his son.

Jin Zeming sorted out his thoughts, because he thought that his face was not good-looking, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hide his headache.

So he raised his head slightly and smiled reluctantly, "I'm very happy that you can say that." ”

He stroked her forehead, a little cool. Then, try to make your face look relaxed.

"You're more suitable to be his mommy, after dawn, I'll leave it to you......"

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take good care of him."

"But you also have to take care of rest, your body ......," he thought of the substances in her blood that were causing her to bleed.

"What?"

He didn't want her to know about worrying, so he replied, "It's nothing, didn't it just have a miscarriage?" If I don't raise it well, I'll be worried. ”

Luo Xingchen stared at him tightly, "Don't I know my own body yet?" Miscarriage, recovery in a week is almost over. ”

She tried to say it as easily as possible, "You go and sit down, and I'll do a head massage for you." ”

He didn't move, and she nudged him.

When he sat down on the couch by the wall, she knelt beside him, gently massaging his head with skillful fingering.

"Massage can relieve headaches ......"

Jin Zeming closed his eyes, and the swelling pain in his temples was pressed by those warm little hands, which indeed relieved some of the pressure.

"Xingchen, you are the only one who can accompany me for the rest of my life, understand?" His big hand flipped and wrapped around her waist.

Listening to his low and soft words of love and pampering, Luo Xingchen looked down at him, and his heart was sour.

They had loved each other so much, but he didn't remember her anymore.

They were each other's lives, and he had no one in his memory. Watch a late-night welfare movie, please pay attention