Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan shook his head, but refused to leave.

Although she has been guarding here, she is actually the most leisurely.

After all, Su Zhiguo was still lying in the intensive care unit, and she didn't need her to take care of it.

Besides, both elder brother and Mu Beiting were uneasy, leaving the servants and nurses, where could she be tired.

Su Xiangwan raised his head to look at the bloodshot eyes of Mu Beiting, a little distressed, and whispered softly: "You have been busy for a day, so go and rest for a while."

Mu Beiting's eyes were dark, and he lightly pecked her lips: "I can't sleep well without you."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiangwan sighed softly.

His insomnia problem hasn't improved much over the years. I think it was because he was frustrated by Mrs. Mu when he was a child, and he has never been able to sleep peacefully.

She was okay when she was there, and he really couldn't sleep well when she was away.

Thinking of this, Su Xiangwan didn't persuade him any more, but said warmly: "Then you can rest on my shoulder for a while, and I will be replaced when you get better."

Mu Beiting didn't object this time, slightly tilted his head and leaned on her head and closed his eyes for a false sleep.

Su Xiangwan shook his hand gently, because he was not tall enough and his back was straight, trying to make him as comfortable as possible.

Liu Yuerong on the side saw this scene in a daze.

When she was with Su Zhiguo in the early years, she had leaned on him like this.

At that time, one of his arms was numb by her, but because of fear of waking him, he did not move.

Thinking of the past scenes, Liu Yuerong couldn't help but shake.

But then, thinking of Su Zhiguo's will, Liu Yuerong's eyes became colder again, as if the little girl who had been immersed in love was suddenly awakened by reality.

With a sigh of relief, Liu Yuerong's eyes became firm again.

She has no retreat, the arrow is on the string, and she has to send it.

The group of people stayed late at night, and Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting didn’t find it difficult. After all, the servant gave an exquisite dinner during dinner, and then some nourishing ginseng soup was sent late at night. In this early winter weather, the two People are all warm.

On the other hand, Liu Yuerong, who had been reluctant to leave, was not so much better.

The servants of Mu's family came to deliver the food, but no one brought her a share, and Su Xiangwan didn't even lift his eyelids, let alone let her eat hot food.

She had to go downstairs to buy a box lunch nearby, but in this kind of weather, the box lunch was cold and hard, and it was extremely unpalatable.

At night, the corridors of the hospital were completely cold.

Occasionally the cold wind blew, she didn't wear much, and she was alone, which can be said to be very difficult.

At the hotel in the evening, Su Xiangwan glanced at her lightly, leaning in Mu Beiting's arms and whispered, "I feel like I feel softer every year."

Mu Beiting lightly kissed her forehead: "Let them come over tomorrow morning."

"Yep."

Su Xiangwan let out a soft cry. She had been guarding the hospital for the past two days, but she was also afraid that she would feel soft and uneasy, so she asked Mu Chenzhou to bring her two children to accompany her for a while.

The two little guys saw Su Zhiguo lying motionless in the hospital bed. They knew that grandpa was sick without Su Xiangwan's words, so Ma Ma had to take care of them here.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and planned to squint for a while.

A rush of footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Su Xiangwan looked up and saw that he was wrapped in snow **** every year, showing two short legs.

The little guy saw her with bright eyes and ran towards her excitedly with his short legs.