Anger! Anger! Xiaoyou feels that the fire in her heart is about to set her whole person on fire.

From that night, Bai Mohan appeared beside his hospital bed, she has been looking for the reason why he did it. She felt that his behavior must have his purpose. Because he is white Mohan!

However, for two consecutive days, he would appear in front of himself every day with the same expressionless face. No excuses, no demands, nothing!

What's more terrible is that she can't see any desire and conspiracy in his eyes. There are only pity and care.

She's going crazy!

This is not the result she wants!

She wants to avenge his own blood. She wants to drink his child's blood.

However, why, every time he looks at himself, his heart will be inexplicably sour.

In the mind is his shadow, in the dream is he, wakes up or he!

Bai Mohan, like a nightmare, trapped her to death.

"I don't want anything! White Mohan, I, please! You Can you get out of here? " Xiaoyou suddenly seems to be crazy. His eyes are red and he shouts at him.

"Xiaoyou?" White Mo cold Mou color a flash, just about to come forward by her a opened.

The little hand slapped him on the wrist. "Hiss..." He gasped in embarrassment.

Xiaoyou looks stagnant. Is his hand hurt? Is that a scald?

"OK, I'll go. You can have a good rest. I'll ask the nurse to give you some food later. I'll see you another day." Looking at her abnormal resistance to their own appearance, white ink cold laugh, slowly turn around, leave.

Xiaoyou suddenly calmed down, looking at his back, heart, for a moment, as if by blunt knife a little bit cut, tear pain.

Why does he look so hurt

Is this really the white Mohan I know?

In my heart, it seems that there are thousands of emotions intertwined together, but I can't figure out a clue. She has never felt like this before, as if she was standing at a fork in the road and didn't know where to go.

At this moment, how she wants to have someone who can listen to her inner hesitation, but

Mom, if only you were awake?

Thinking of her mother, it seems that she hasn't come to see her for some days. Xiao yousuo gets up and walks towards her mother's ward.

"Doctor, is there no big problem with my boss?"

When passing by a ward, Xiao you hears the sound coming from inside, and the sound seems familiar

"Please rest assured that Mr. Bai has a fever. Just pay more attention to rest." It's the doctor's voice.

But, Mr. Bai?

A strange idea came to her mind. Would it be so coincidental? But is there any other Bai Zong in Beicheng?

It's impossible. It's impossible. White Mohan just looked good? I must think too much.

Xiao you shakes his head and just wants to leave. Unexpectedly, when he turns around, he kicks his foot on the door and makes a crisp sound, which immediately attracts the attention of two people in the ward.

"Who?" Alert voice came, did not give Xiaoyou time to escape, the door of the ward has been opened, standing there, is white ink cold assistant, Lin Yue.

"Miss Gong?" Looking at the faces of the people outside the door, Lin Yue was also stunned, but then he was very unhappy and impatient: "what else are you doing here? Can't you come to see Mr. Bai? "

"I Pass by, you say white total, is white Mo cold? What happened to him? " Xiaoyou frowned slightly, ignoring Lin Yue's attitude. She didn't care either. She just didn't expect that what they said about Bai Zong was really Bai Mohan. Was he ill?

"Well! How do you like to ask, Miss Gong

"What do you mean?" Although she didn't care about Lin Yue's attitude at the beginning, no one was a receiver, and she acted as an outlet for others inexplicably.

Lin Yue rolled a white eye, did not intend to give her face, continued: "if not for the sake of entering the district hospital to accompany you, how could Bai Zong take a cold bath all night and let himself have a fever?"

"He A cold bath all night? "

"What else? When I went to pick up Mr. Bai in the morning, he didn't know how to cook. He insisted on cooking porridge for you. His hands were scalded and he didn't want anyone to help him... "

Lin Yue is still talking, but Xiao you can't hear anything. He turns around and walks towards his ward.

Bai Mohan saw the wound on her hand, but she didn't think that it was to make porridge for herself. However, the porridge was said to be "garbage" by herself, and she just let the nurse throw it away.

"If she asks you to throw it, you throw it."

There was a cold voice in his ear. If you pay attention to it, you can hear the hoarseness in his voice. But at that time, I didn't care about it.In the heart of those strange emotions rolling more intense.

Bai Mohan, why on earth do these things?

He is the Grand President of Orson. There are so many servants in his family. If he really wants to make up for himself just because of guilt, can't he let someone prepare something for him and then send it to him? Why do you have to suffer so many crimes and be treated like that without saying a word!

But!

Xiaoyou closed his eyes, opened the moment, the eyes of Yourou and tangle completely disappeared, the only remaining is hatred.

Bai Mohan, do you think I will forgive you? If this is your bitter plan, please don't waste your efforts.

What you owe me is a human life. No matter how you make up for it, my child will never come back to me again.

I am, absolutely! yes! I won't forgive you! The body, who has not fully recovered, can't stand so many emotions all of a sudden. She is a little shaky and helpless. She lies back in bed. She knows that at this time, she should rest more and think less. However, her mind is full of question marks, and there are too many puzzles that can't be solved. She can't rest at all.

"Miss Gong, this is Mr. Bai's order. It's breakfast for you." A nurse came into the ward with a big breakfast.

Xiaoyou frowns with a headache. He's really

"Put the things down and go out."

The nurse didn't say anything, so he put down his things and left.

Breakfast is from the hospital. It's a small dish with porridge and thick rice fragrance. She keeps going to her nose, but she has no appetite. She lets it go from hot to cold

Xiaoyou's bed is close to the window. The sunshine outside the window is warm and shining on her. She thinks about things, and then sleepiness sweeps in. She seems to hear footsteps from far to near. Is uncle here?