Wei Zhenhui lay quietly on the bed, breathing a little heavy and a little unstable, his thin lips still pressed, his sword eyebrows were tightly folded together, and the wound must be painful.

Su Mian felt distressed for a while, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to help him smooth, his forehead was smooth and full, and it was still glowing in the moonlight.

Wei Zhenhui snorted slightly, as if consciously, Su Mian withdrew his hand quickly, so he wouldn't be discovered by him.

Looking at it again, the man was still lying quietly, and his brows frowned again.

Su Mian did not dare to touch him again, for fear of waking him up.

Seeing his thin face, Su Mian felt distressed to death.

Wu Feng said it lightly, but Su Mian could think of how dangerous the dealings between Wei Zhenhui and the Liu brothers were.

In the previous life, the three brothers killed more than 20 people in a row. With sophisticated modus operandi and cruelty, it was not easy to capture them.

In this life, things have changed. The three brothers of the Liu family only killed a dozen people, but Wei Zhenhui suffered such severe injuries.

"Wei Zhenhui, you must get better soon. You promised me to send me to the university to report." Knowing that he can't hear him now, Su Mian still wants to tell him.

At this time, Wei Zhenhui was in dire straits.

He walked into the study again as usual, locked it habitually, walked to the chair and sat down.

Leaning on the chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind, this is the most relaxing moment of the day, and also his happiest moment.

Although she didn't know it, as long as she was happy, it was enough. He had missed her all his life.

Wei Zhenhui tremblingly took out his wallet and opened the mezzanine. On the small photo lying quietly in it, the girl's round eyes were clear and bright.

There seemed to be her voice in his ears. He closed his eyes. After 30 years, would she forgive herself?

When she opened her eyes again, it was her back. She still refused to see him. He could only quietly watch her staggering with her fetters.

This is a dream, how could I become so old? How could Su Mian be so old?

Somewhere in his heart seemed to have been slapped with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he exclaimed, and the whole person suddenly bounced off the bed.

"Su Mian!"

He yelled loudly, shocking Su Mian who was sitting by the bed.

"Wei Zhenhui, I am here!" Su Mian wanted to help him. In the dark night, the man's eyes were heavy and heavy, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

"It's me." Without turning on the light, Su Mian added another cautiously, afraid that he would not recognize him. Just now Wei Zhenhui's reaction really frightened her, "Why are you uncomfortable? Shall I call a doctor?" Su Mian was about to run out after speaking.

Just about to turn around, his arm was held by a big hand, and then the whole person jumped on him with inertia.

"Ah, are you okay, didn't you pressure the wound?" Su Mian was about to die in a hurry, she just hit the bandage on his chest.

But before he finished speaking, Wei Zhenhui grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.

He kissed madly and ran across her, Su Mian was so buckled by him that he couldn't break free for a long time.

Wei Zhenhui seemed to swallow Su Mian. Su Mian didn't dare to struggle, but he turned over and pressed her on the bed.

Su Mian did not dare to struggle hard, fearing that he might touch his wound, but Wei Zhenhui bit her lip violently, "Don't go, Su Mian, I miss you."

Su Mian looked at the man on him with a dazed expression, the next moment, the man let go of her and fell again.

"Wei Zhenhui! Wei Zhenhui!" Su Mian got up and yelled again, but still didn't respond, and touched his forehead again, it was so hot!

This is a fever.

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