At this time, only Mo Chongyan and Tan Yutong were left in the ward. The atmosphere was very awkward and dignified.

"What is Qi Mingyuan doing?" Tan Yutong tightly grasped his quilt, then frowned and whispered.

Tan Yutong nervous as if has heard his heart is "plop - plop -" of the non-stop, the whole person began to inexplicable fever up.

And Mo Chongyan, who was standing on one side, was very calm. He stood in the same place and thought for a while, then turned around.

"You What do you want? "

Seeing Mo Chongyan turning around, Tan Yutong says nervously to the man in front of him, and then looks at him with a frightened expression.

Mo Chongyan did not respond to tan Yutong, but walked to the stool by the window and sat down.

His action made Tan Yutong, who was lying on the bed, seem to be amorous. Then, she felt embarrassed and covered her head with a quilt.

"Tan Yutong, are you an idiot?" Tan Yutong whispered to herself in the quilt, and then she still heard her heart beating.

"Cough -"

Mo Chongyan coughed for a while, and his expression was still so serious. When Tan Yutong, who was hiding in the quilt, heard his cough, his heart twitched slightly, and then he slowly poked a small head out of the quilt to inquire about the situation.

"Well, I'll be fine here alone. If you don't want to, you can go first." Tan Yutong was a little at a loss, and then suddenly blurted out such a sentence.

After listening to her words, Mo Chongyan felt something unspeakable in his heart. Then his eyebrows locked up unconsciously, and he looked at the woman lying on the bed with a very serious expression.

At this time, Mo Chongyan's heart is so mixed. Although he heard Tan Yutong say so, he was very unhappy, but he thought that because she was herself, she would lie in this hospital bed now.

"I know you hate me too, so there's no need to stay here." Tan Yutong calmly said this, and then stare at the ceiling.

At that moment, Tan Yutong began to have a very calm feeling, but the inexplicable sadness came out of her heart unconsciously. She just felt a kind of unspeakable sense of grievance.

Mo Chongyan, who is sitting on one side, is particularly calm. He sits on the side listening to tan Yutong without saying a word.

"You know, sometimes I really think it's my fault to fall in love with you. It's just my own wishful thinking." Tan Yutong continued with a cry. Her eyes were moist and her nose was sour.

After hearing what she said, Mo Chongyan fell into meditation again. He began to do it himself. Today, for him, the amount of information he received is really large.

Mo Chongyan began to feel that he was really like Liu Yanxi. He didn't know his woman at all. Sometimes he even felt that it was her fault.

"I also know that without Xu an, she would be considerate..." Tan Yutong himself mentioned "Xu An'an" and his heart collapsed in an instant. Then his voice became smaller and smaller, and big tears fell from the corner of his eyes.