C25-26 (2/2)

He said I would be better soon.

For the first time, he felt that it was a wonderful thing to lie in a hospital bed. He would come to see me and talk with me when he was free.

If you can do it all the time.

I'd like to stay in the hospital all the time.

He thought, he saved me.

In fact It was I who ran into the car and said that I couldn't believe it. At that moment, I could be so brave.

Probably, like a person, will have so much courage.

I think.

The grace of saving lives, mutual consent, should be the best start between us.

The life that Xie Jingchuan thought was subverted.

In Song Youran's cognition, it is the best cognition.

His eyes are raw and sore.

I can't tell what kind of mood it is at the moment.

It seems that no matter what, it is wrong.

——There is a problem with Xie's capital.

No one can help him.

Shi Wei unexpectedly came to me for money and said that he would leave him.

Such a woman

I want to kill her.

But it was more of a surprise.

In this world, no one likes him more than me.

I have all the assets of the Song family.

In fact, I have nothing but money.

He asked me what I wanted in return.

I'm looking forward to it, hoping that he can like me a little bit.

But he just wanted to make a deal with me.

With the fastest speed, both money and goods are cleared.

People are probably greedy.

Especially in front of the man you like.

I said: marry me.

He agreed.

I was ecstatic.

As Xie Jingchuan rubbed her handwriting, she could feel her ecstasy, and even those several became dancing.

He didn't know.

Song Youran married him in such a happy mood.

——On this day, I became Mrs. Xie.

But he didn't seem very happy. He was drunk. When he fell asleep, he kept calling out the name of ”Shi Wei”.

I think he just doesn't like me very much yet.

Over time, he will always know that I am good to him.

I will be the best wife in the world.

Well, it will.

Song Youran did his best to him.

But Xie Jingchuan, as always, does not know good or bad.

Many of the following pages are blank.

Song Youran seems no longer happy to record such things.

Maybe there is nothing to be happy about.

Xie Jingchuan turned a little eagerly.

Until the last page.

The handwriting is very clear. It should have been written only a few days ago.

——Once I saw the book of releasing my wife, it was written: one is not two wide, each is happy.

Maybe this is the last thing I can do for him.