"Be sure... we must keep her safe."

The last sentence is a sincere request.

With a heavy tone and an extremely hoarse voice, Xiang Yiqing's heart trembled.

Before he knew Ji Anning, he didn't know that there were still people in this world who could influence his Ji Chicheng's heart.

His eyes couldn't help looking at Ji Anning's pale little face, her wet eyelashes and white lips.

God will definitely take care of such a beautiful girl.

...

"child……"

I had a long, long nightmare. I dreamed that she was bleeding a lot and that the child was gone.

Ji Anning was taken aback and opened his eyes suddenly. He didn't know where his strength was, and immediately sat up, and looked around nervously at the strange environment, slowly moving his eyes from far to near.

She saw the bottle, her tense pupils stared, and immediately looked down at the back of her left hand, the infusion tube connected to the back of her hand, her other hand instinctively placed on her lower abdomen, shaking her head in horror.

No, this is not true, it is definitely still a dream, and the dream has not yet woken up.

Ji Anning lay down again with red eye circles, pulled on the quilt, closed his eyes, the nightmare will definitely wake up, the nightmare will definitely wake up...

But the tears were so sensible, rolling down the corner of his eyes.

She was biting her lip in the quilt, her body trembling badly.

"Anning, are you awake?"

Xiang Yiqing was holding the bowl. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Ji Anning's crying under the quilt. He asked softly. Ji Anning didn't respond to him. He walked to the bed and looked down at her, helplessly. With a silent sigh in his heart, he bent over, stretched out his hand and patted Ji Anning gently, "If you wake up, drink some soup. Chicheng is on the plane and will be there in half an hour."

Ji Anning still did not speak, but sobbed under the covers.

Xiang Yiqing continued to comfort her, "Don't be sad. From the perspective of an onlooker, I think the absence of this child may not be a good thing for you. You have just entered the freshman year. The road ahead is still long. You still have opportunities. ."

These words are not only comforting, but also express the reality.

opportunity! Will she have another chance?

‘The normal relationship between us should be... husband and wife relationship...’

Suddenly thinking of what Ji Chicheng had said in her ear, Ji Anning lifted the quilt and looked at Xiang Yiqing in tears, his tone choked, "Where did he go?"

Looking at her crying Pear Flower's rainy face, Xiang Yiqing smiled soothingly at her, "He just arrived in Country M last night, but when he heard something happened to you, he came back immediately. Don't cry, he will be a while. almost there."

He reached for a few tissues and handed them to her.

Ji Anning took the tissue, got up and sat, wiping tears, and asked, "Where is my phone?"

"Your phone is here." Xiang Yiqing opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out Ji Anning's phone from it, and handed it to her.

Ji Anning took the phone, opened the phone book, found the "devil" number among the few numbers, and dialed it out.

The familiar ringtone of a cell phone came in from outside, Ji Anning's eyes lit up, and he raised his head, undisguised joy and surprise.

The tall figure of the man appeared in her sight, and the wind and dust walked toward her, his eyes pulled a few red blood.

Ji Anning looked at the man approaching her, and when he approached, the scent of seemingly nothing flickered through the tip of her nose, and her hands trembled and raised...