"Pa!"

The phone is down.

Ruan Xiaomian's ears echoed "du Du... " A busy tone for.

Neuropathy, call to tell her, she does not look for him, he will not eat, right?

She had not been with him for five years, nor had he starved to death.

Throwing the cell phone on the bed, Ruan Xiaomian went directly to the bathroom.

The phone rings again.

Does this man want to do this?

They say that women do it, but nanjue does it better than women.

She shakes her head helplessly. Ruan Xiaomian, who has just arrived at the door of the bathroom, returns.

Her eyes fell on the screen of her mobile phone, and this time she was really wrong.

The phone call was not from nanjue, but from nanxiu.

Ruan Xiaomian didn't have time to be surprised. He immediately picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, "derrick, you haven't slept so late? Is it better? "

"I'm much better." Nanxiu's voice was as calm as ever. It didn't look like a five-year-old child at all.

"That's good." Ruan xiaomianang was relieved, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

Derrick called her, didn't you want her to worry?

Just thinking about it, Nan Xiu's voice rang out again, "please come here. My father wants to see you."

“....”

It turned out that he was speaking for nanjue.

"Derrick, I can't leave now. I'm..."

"You are the father's wife, you must come." Nanxiu said domineering. The tone of the command was the same as that of nanjue.

Ruan Xiaomian has a burst of sweat.

Damned nanjue, what did he make of her son?

"Derrick, your sister rolled down the stairs. She's in the hospital now. I really want to stay and take care of her. Can I go tomorrow?" Ruan Xiaomian discussed.

When talking to your baby son, of course, you should be gentle and have a lot of business.

"I don't have a sister. I only have a father. My father can't eat now. As a father's wife, you are obliged to come and eat with him."

Nanxiu's unselfishness reminds Ruan Xiaomian of Bao Zheng.

“....” After biting his teeth, Ruan Xiaomian said, "derrick, is your father with you now? You give him the phone

Nanxiu was stunned and handed his mobile phone to nanjue standing by the bed.

Nanjue was stunned and looked at the mobile phone handed over by Nan Xiu. He hesitated for a long time before reaching for it.

"What do you want from me?"

"Nanjue, can you be more childish? If you want my son to be a lobbyist, I'll tell you if you like to eat rice or not, I'll stay and take care of Dane. Don't call me again! "

This time, Ruan Xiaomian took the lead to hang up the phone.

It's been a long time since nanjue was repaired. It's so cool!

....

The man, with a pistol in his hand, slowly raised it from the bottom to the top, and finally, the black muzzle was aimed at her.

Ruan Xiaomian's heart stopped.

Is she dreaming?

A terrible, terrible nightmare.

How did she see the gun?

Is this true?

"Nanjue Where are you? "

Around the cold wind, straight into her body drill, like a sharp ice skate, hard into her body.

It's cold and painful.

"Where are you, nanjue? Where are our children? "

"Bang!"

Gunfire, go.

"Ah

Ruan Xiaomian screamed and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

A thin layer of sweat was already on her forehead, and her face was as white as paper.

It's the nightmare again, the nightmare she had for five years, and it's back.

But this time, she couldn't see the man's face again. Just like that dark and cold night of five years, she couldn't see that man's face clearly.

But she could see that the man was not nanjue, absolutely not nanjue.

Why is this?

She had been having the same nightmare for five years. In the dream, she could see clearly that it was nanjue who shot at her.

Why can't she see that man's face today?

Is it true that dreams change according to their own consciousness?

She knew that it was not nanjue who shot at her, so even the dream changed. Is that right?

“Genie！”

Jiang Yiche opened the door and ran in, sat down beside her bed, held her cheek and asked with concern, "do you have nightmares again?"

Ruan Xiaomian slowly raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yiche. Because of the bad sleep, her eyes were full of red blood."Yes." She said in a hoarse voice, and her butterfly like eyelashes trembled gently, like a butterfly scattered in the wind and rain. "I have a nightmare again. The shooter is not nanjue."

Jiang Yiche smell speech, holding her cheek big palm slightly loosen, finally put down.

He looked at her with deep eyes for a long time, and finally did not continue this topic. He just patted her head and said in a deep voice, "I'll pour you water. You can take the medicine and have a good sleep."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded. Her head really hurt.

Jiang Yiche finds out her medicine and pours a glass of water for her. Seeing Ruan Xiaomian take the medicine and cover her with a quilt, she leaves at ease.

Ruan Xiaomian slowly closed his eyes. Because of taking the medicine, his headache eased a little, and his breathing became stable. After a while, he finally fell asleep.

I didn't wake up until seven o'clock in the morning.

It was already bright outside.

Ruan Xiaomian got up, changed his clothes and came to Dane's ward first.

Dane woke up, saw her come in and said, "good morning, mom."

"Good morning." Ruan Xiaomian smile, a few steps forward, "does the wound still hurt?"

"No more pain." Dane shook his head. "Mom, I can actually get out of the hospital."

Ruan Xiaomian sat down by the bed and took Dane's hand. "Don't you like living here?"

Danmo dropped her head, and she wanted to be wayward.

"I don't like it here. I like my grandfather."

Ruan Xiaomian chuckled and said, "well, you can go back to have a check-up later. If the doctor says that we can go home for recuperation, we will be discharged."

Ruan Xiaomian is really happy from the bottom of her heart when she hears that she likes her grandfather.

But she didn't know Dane's mind.

Dane wants to live with Du Chengyun because she can feel the warmth of home by Du Chengyun's side.

Ruan Xiaomian patted Dane on the head and left the ward.

Jiang Yiche came out of the room and their eyes met in midair.

Ruan Xiaomian feels a little unnatural. After all, she wants to return to nanjue now. She feels sorry for Jiang Yiche.

"Dane said she wanted to be discharged from the hospital. I'll go to the doctor and have her examined again."

"I'll go. You go back and wash." Jiang Yiche said while going out, the surface looks very normal, as if not affected by last night's events.

Ruan took a deep breath and went to the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Dane was done and the doctor said he could go home.

Jiang Yiche and Dane to do discharge procedures, with her and Ruan Xiaomian back to the apartment.

Dane was disappointed. She thought she would go to the martial arts school.

"Dane, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mummy will make it for you Ruan Xiaomian sent Dan en back to the room and asked.

I want to eat my grandfather's food.

Dane was a little lonely, silent, forced himself a faint smile, "all right."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded, "well, you have a rest first."

Leaving Dane's room, Ruan Xiaomian goes directly down to the kitchen.

Because of the call in advance, Ms. Yun, the hourly worker, has already bought all the dishes and sent them over.

Ruan Xiaomian took out her apron and tied it up. She turned on the tap and washed her hands.

"Hua Hua" in the sound of water, the kitchen door opened, Jiang Yiche walked in.

Ruan Xiaomian side looked at him, a smile, "come and help."

"Well." Jiang Yiche nodded and went to help Ruan Xiaomian wash vegetables.

Two people match very tacit understanding, a wash vegetables, a cut vegetables, just like an assembly line.

"Genie, let's get married."

Only the sound of water and the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen, suddenly sounded the voice of Jiang Yiche.

Get married.

When Ruan Xiaomian heard these two words, his heart thumped.

Jiang Yiche said he would marry her?

Yes, she has accepted his proposal.

At that time, however, she still regarded nanjue as her enemy.

To her, all the men except nanjue were the same to her. She didn't care.

At that time, she did not feel sorry for Jiang Yiche, because at that time, everyone said that she had no heart.

But now it's different.

But regretting that she agreed to Jiang Yiche's proposal at the beginning is no help. She should try to minimize the damage to Jiang Yiche.

"Yi Che, I..."

Jiang Yiche didn't listen to Ruan Xiaomian's words at all. "I contact the wedding company. In fact, it doesn't need to be too grand. Genie, as long as we are together, we will be happy. What do you think?"

Happy.

Will she be happy with Jiang Yiche?

She believed that Jiang Yiche would make her happy.But would she be happy without nanjue?

"Yi Che, I..."

"Pa!"

Jiang Yi Chui suddenly dropped the celery with water to the ground.

He stepped forward, tightly grasped Ruan Xiaomian's shoulders, and faced him across her body.

"Do you still want to go back to nanjue? Because of the dream you had? "

"Yi Che, I really appreciate your care for me in the past five years. I also know that I could not live now without you, but..."

"But you're leaving me, aren't you?"

Jiang Yiche's eyes flashed a touch of pain.

There is no way to stay with her.

"And you? Do you think we'll be happy together? Yi Che, do you want me to marry you for gratitude

No feelings, only grateful marriage, how can you be happy?

Ruan Xiaomian looks directly at Jiang Yiche. Even if she can see clearly the pain at the bottom of his eyes, she still wants to speak from the bottom of her heart.

Long pain is better than short pain. Sooner or later, they will be separated.

Not only because she couldn't put nanjue in her heart, but because Ruan Xiaomian, who had been walking around for five years, had already died.

If she is still hard hearted, she can choose to be with Jiang Yiche.

But then, she is not happy, how can he be happy?

Separation is the best choice for both of them.

He can also pursue his own happiness.

Perhaps such a reason to let go would seem very artificial, very high sounding, but that's what she thought.

She really hopes that Jiang Yiche can find a person who likes him and he also likes him.

He deserves his own happiness and happiness.

"Yi Che, in my heart, you are my friend and my family. I really hope that you can find your own happiness, but that person is not me, and you know it very well, right? We... "

Jiang Yiche tightened Ruan Xiaomian's shoulder. "I don't want to listen to these high sounding words. I only ask you that you have decided to leave me and return to nanjue's side, haven't you?"

Ruan Xiaomian heartache, Jiang Yi Che Mou bottom of the pain is like a knife, inserted in her heart.

But she nodded, firmly.

Her hesitation will only make two people more painful.

"Oh Jiang Yiche sneered and released his hands. His hands were hanging on his side. There was a flash of disappointment between his looks. "I know, Ruan Xiaomian."