The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, but I couldn't think of anything, and after struggling and hesitating for most of the day, Song Tiantian still sat up from the bed. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

The pungent and uncomfortable smell of the potion stimulated Song Tiantian's consciousness.

She could tell that it was a hospital, but it was just ...... How did she get here?

Just as she was puzzled, she heard a slight 'click', and the door of the ward was slowly pushed open.

Song tilted his gaze sideways following the source of the voice.

After seeing the person who appeared in front of you......

Song Tiantian's eyes widened in shock and surprise.

She reflexively lifted the quilt, jumped off the bed, and threw herself directly into his arms.

When she saw Tang Jingyun, her memory ...... It was as if the floodgates had been opened, and it poured out.

She remembered that this was Italy, she was invited by HM to participate in the big show of HM's summer new product launch, and as soon as the plane landed last night, she returned to the hotel where she stayed, first met Song Anqi's provocation, and then ...... A masked man came out of the room again, she was dragged into the room by the masked man, and was pressed on the bed by him, and later, this ambiguous scene was bumped into by Tang Jingyun and Niannian......

Thinking of this, Song Tiantian's brows furrowed more and more.

She slowly let go of the hand that wrapped around his waist, a step or two away from him, and she raised her eyes and quietly looked at the man in front of her.

It's okay not to look at it, but when she saw it, she was shocked.

His face was tired, a short layer of cyan stubble had grown in his jaw, and his eyes had turned red and bloody.

The white shirt was wrinkled, and it looked like it hadn't been changed last night.

Tang Jingyun has always been a person with a habit of cleanliness, and it is intolerable for him not to change his shirt, but how can he ...... it now?

Song Tiantian was completely confused.

"Want something?" It was the first thing he and she spoke.

Song Tiantian was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

The atmosphere, it's really wrong!

Song Tiantian explained for no reason: "Things are not what you think, I don't know the masked man at all, and I don't know why he ran to my room so strangely, and there is ...... between me and him."

Before she could finish speaking, the man wrapped his long arms around her and took her into his arms, he lowered his head, and kissed her thin lips lightly on her smooth forehead.

"I believe you, what do you say...... I believe it all. His voice was harsh, a little tense and uncomfortable.

Song Tiantian only felt in a trance, Tang Jingyun's sudden feeling for her always made her feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Tang Jingyun, you, what's wrong with you?"

"You don't want me to believe you?" He asked rhetorically in a deep tone.

"Not really." Song Tiantian said to herself, Tang Jingyun's trust in her is her greatest happiness, but this happiness came too suddenly, maybe this kind of happiness was commonplace for Song Tiantian before, but after these three years, she felt that these happiness seemed to be unattainable......

Suddenly, Song Tiantian remembered that this was in the hospital, and looked at Tang Jingyun who was tired and had some painful emotions, Song Tiantian was stunned, thinking, could it be the thing she didn't want him to know the most?

"Tang Jingyun, my ...... illness"

"Sick?" He interrupted her in a soft voice, "What's the disease?" ”