"Admit that I miss her, of course I miss her," said Mrs. Ann, who suddenly began to cry, "but what can I do, I abandoned her at the beginning, and now what qualifications do I have to recognize her?"

"Mom, why don't you think it's okay, do you know your sister?" Although he hasn't been with Su Ying'er for a long time, An Chengran has thoroughly figured out her character, although Ying'er is poor, she is so strong and kind in her bones, and the most important thing is that she is very emotional, so he believes that Ying'er also misses her mother very much in her heart

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In the other ward, Su Ying'er, who was pale, was lying quietly on the hospital bed, her slender and white little hands were dripping

Lu Yifan has always sat next to her, accompanied her and gently held her hand

This time, no matter what happens, he will not leave her, he will not leave her for half a step, and the princess of the Thousand Faces is beautiful

In fact, there is another person in this ward, she is Yan Xiaoyu, but Lu Yifan didn't feel her presence at all, his whole heart and his whole eyes were always on Su Ying'er, who was unconscious on the hospital bed

"Yifan~" After being silent for a long time, Yan Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear it, she walked gently in front of Lu Yifan and said softly: "Yifan, I have something to tell you"

"Say what, say it," Lu Yifan didn't even look at Yan Xiaoyu, his big hand was still holding Su Ying'er's small hand, and asked lightly

"Yifan, I, I ......" Yan Xiaoyu lowered her head a little sadly, took a deep breath in her heart, and after a while, she mustered up the courage to ask: "I want to be with you again, can you give me this opportunity?"

Yan Xiaoyu's words finally succeeded in attracting Lu Yifan's attention, he turned his head to look at Yan Xiaoyu on the side, but his pupils were indifferent, "Xiaoyu, don't you still understand my heart, I only love Su Ying'er alone now"

Su Ying'er, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, seemed to faintly hear someone talking, she tried to open her eyes, but she was so tired that she never had a way to open them

"Yifan, have you ever loved me," tears poured out of her eyes uncontrollably, Yan Xiaoyu cried and asked, "Yes, yes, yes?"

"Xiaoyu" Lu Yifan gently let go of Su Ying'er's hand, got up, turned to face Yan Xiaoyu, and his eyebrows locked slightly, "I admit that I used to really love you very much, but now I can only tell you that those loves are in the past."

"No, it's impossible," Yan Xiaoyu cried desperately and shook her head, "How can you say that if you love someone, forget it, I know that you have always loved me, and you fell in love with Su Ying'er, just because I was not by your side, she just made up for the vacancy in your mind, so you will like her, right?"

"Xiaoyu, how can you think like this" Yan Xiaoyu's paranoia made Lu Yifan speechless, "I said that those loves have become a thing of the past"

"No, Yifan, I don't want to be like this," Yan Xiaoyu rushed forward and hugged Lu Yifan regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, hugging him tightly, "I love you, I really love you, I can give everything for you, I can do it."

Su Ying'er, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened her eyes, she listened to all the words just now, and a sour tear flowed down from the corner of her eyes, slowly flowing into her mouth, so bitter, really bitter