It is a woman's nature to love beauty. A 16- or 17-year-old girl is the best age for buds to bloom. Anyone who is disfigured will be better off dead.

Tang Yixiao's ability not to cry or make trouble since the accident has been very calm, and no one will blame her for being in a bad mood.

She closed herself off with this silent attitude, trying to escape everything in reality.

But facing Song Ye, she couldn't help but be silent, and she couldn't accept the other party's humble apology.

So she opened her eyes under the gauze, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't apologize, it's not your fault, I don't blame you." The emotions that she had prepared to face, she couldn't stop the moment she spoke. She choked up, tears fell from the crevices of her eyes, soaking the wound, and the more the nerves on her face hurt, the harder she held Song Ye's hand.

"But Song Ye, I'm ruined, I don't dare to look at myself, I don't regret saving my grandma, I don't blame anyone, but I'm afraid, what should I do in the future?" Tang Yi smiled and cried, his whole face wrinkled together, The throat choked by the thick smoke is like a saw sawing wood, with a sense of disintegration.

The girl's helplessness and panic at this moment were full of despair. She didn't dare to imagine how she would go in the future if she wished she would die in the fire.

"In the future, there will be me, laugh, and I will cure you." Song Ye covered the corners of her eyes with a tissue, tightly holding the girl's thin little hand, earnestly guaranteeing, "I will mobilize all of the Yaoshi veins. If it doesn’t work, I will send you abroad for skin grafting, but you have to promise me that no matter how hard the treatment has been in the past, you can’t give up.”

She knew that burns were sometimes difficult to treat, not the skin, but the inferiority complex and the desire to give up.

Fortunately, Tang Yixiao has tenacity in her bones. She looked at Song Ye, as if she had gained courage from the young man in front of her, and nodded her head heavily, "Okay, I won't give up, no matter how hard it is, I will persevere."

Later, when the person was tired from crying and fell asleep, Song Ye exited the ward. When he looked up, he saw Xu Zihang instead of Grandma Tang.

He was also awake, with obvious red blood in his eyes. Looking at Song Ye, he hesitated, and finally asked, "How is she?"

"Asleep." Song Ye nodded, looking at his hesitant appearance, he felt that some things needed to wake him up, "Zihang, you should think carefully about what you want, if If you don't understand, this door is not suitable for you to enter."

At this time, Tang Yixiao didn't have such a strong heart to bear Xu Zihang's hesitation and uncertainty.

Song Yeyuan didn't want to intervene in other people's affairs, but it was related to herself, so she had to pick it up.

From her point of view, what Xu Zihang likes is only the shadow of her who is advancing on the battlefield, and his concern for Tang Yixiao is the reality of life.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been thinking about Tang Yixiao just now, and didn't notice her injury at all.

As the topic came to an end, Song Ye didn't say more, turned around and went to Yunhua's ward.

Compared to Tang Yixiao's burn, Yunhua's recovery looked much better. Except for his pale face, he was already sitting on the head of the bed and being fed by Yuan Song.

Seeing Song Ye entering the door, she raised her hand and greeted, "Little Ye, I heard from your brother-in-law that your shoulder is injured, are you feeling better?"

Song Ye was startled, and closed the door, then sat down in front of the bed, his eyes swept across her stomach inadvertently, his eyes darkened, "It's okay, it's been dealt with, are you better?"

"Well, it's much better. When I woke up, I heard that you broke into the house by yourself and picked us up. It's too dangerous." Yunhua took the initiative to hold her hand, but first taught her that she didn't know. Get heavy.

Yuan Song walked to the window and pretended to turn his head to look at the scenery outside, but the corners of his eyes were a little sour.

Two hours ago, Yun Hua was still crying bitterly in his arms, but now he is so caring in front of Song Ye.

He didn't know how unforgettable things had happened between them, so that he would have feelings that were deeper than those of close relatives.

"As long as you're all right, I'll let Chuanzi find another house and arrange a new house for you again." Song Ye smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes, and gently accompanied Yun Hua to talk about some trivial matters.

You say one sentence to me, just like talking at home when you have nothing to do.

Just when Yuan Song thought that the two were going to keep chatting, Song Ye suddenly reached out and placed his hand on Yun Hua's stomach, and asked softly, "Does it hurt when he leaves?"

Yun Hua's expression suddenly became a little dazed. She knew who Song Ye was talking about, and her heart suddenly felt as if she had been pricked by a needle, but she quickly responded, "It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

"Yeah." Song Ye lowered his eyebrows and responded in a low voice, then stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Yun Hua's waist, put his ears and face on her stomach, and closed his eyes. After that, I will let someone use the medicine stone to support you, the child, there will be more."

Little life, will come back again.

Yun Hua suppressed the sourness in the corners of his eyes, and the muscles in the corners of his mouth trembled twice before he pulled out a not-so-good-looking smile, "Well, when you grow up, you will have a baby with Mr. Qin. Xiaoye, be obedient, I will have a baby. It will be fine, don't blame yourself."

"Yeah." Song Ye let go of her, got up and smiled at her, "Then let Brother Yuan take care of you first, I'll take care of some things, and come back soon."

Hearing that she was leaving, Yunhua subconsciously took her hand, "Little Leaf..."

Song Ye suppressed her struggle to get up and softened her voice, "It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Until Song Ye's figure had disappeared outside the door, Yun Hua was still looking in that direction, frowning tightly.

"What's the matter? Xiao Ye is still a child, Tong Yan Wuji, don't take it to heart, we will still have children." Yuan Song came over and hugged her, thinking it was the topic of the child that made Yun Hua heartbroken. Song Ye also complained a little.

"Yuan Song, I'm very flustered." Yun Hua grabbed his arm with a backhand, using a lot of strength, his eyes were still staring at the door, "I'm afraid Xiao Ye will do something stupid, just now she When I came in, I felt something was wrong, and I was worried, go see her, call her out, and don't let her go out."

At the end, Yun Hua's voice became more and more rapid, and the panic on his face became more and more obvious.

Yuan Song hurriedly tried to calm Yun Hua's emotions from getting too excited. He also tried his best to recall the scene of the conversation between the two just now, and then he realized it later.

No, very wrong.

Song Ye's reaction was too calm, so calm that it made people feel abnormal.

"No, she's going to take revenge."

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