Qin Yuan's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes became moist again unconsciously.
Murong Yanran stroked Qin Yuan's face and whispered, "Pighead, I have a lot to say to you, but I don't know if you can hear me."
"I can hear it, of course I can hear it. I'm right here, right in front of you." Qin Yuan replied hurriedly.
"If...if it were true now...how great it would be..."
Murong Yanran felt dizzy, closed her eyes, and another tear rolled down her cheeks.
"But you're lying in bed now, twitching and in pain all over, unable to hear anything..."
"It's true, it's true now!" Qin Yuan was helpless with little Murong.
How could you be as stubborn as that stupid bitch and think it was all a dream once you made up your mind?
Murong Yanran slowly opened her eyes, staring straight at the bed curtains overhead: "If only I could... share some of his pain. It would be even better if all that pain could be put on me..."
"Silly boy, how can I bear to let you suffer like that?"
Qin Yuan kissed her hair and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Huh? Why are you crying?" Murong Yanran raised her hand, gently wiped his tears with her slender fingers, and murmured: "Qin Yuan... I don't want you to cry... As long as you can get better... Even if it costs my life... Don't cry..."
"I'm not crying, why would I cry?"
Qin Yuan hurriedly kissed her pink neck and buried his face in it.
Murong Yanran moaned softly, narrowing her beautiful eyes and continuing, "And I must love you well... and love you well... And whatever you want can be done... I won't rush you anymore..."
Qin Yuan suddenly looked up and kissed her cherry lips with tears in his eyes.
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