Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

The doctor looked back at Song Li, still heavily said to Huang Ling: “You feel so deeply with Mrs. Gu, I don't think you can sleep at home, you have to stay here with Mrs. Gu for as long as you want, but you have to watch your body, don't get tired. ”

After that, the doctor left and she had to take care of the other patients because “Tianlei” and the nurse doctors were busy all over the country.

Without the support of a doctor, Huang Ling cried and cried on the floor.

She held her hands against the ground, looked up, and saw Song standing weakly in front of the glass wall. She quickly climbed over: “No worries... no worries...”

Song Wuoxiao sat down, their hands, across the glass wall, tightly printed together.

Song did not worry about the tears in his eyes. Finally, he couldn't help but keep falling.

What did Huang Ling do for her? What do you want her to do?

Song Wuoxiao cried: “Why are you so stupid? ”

Huang Ling doesn't understand lip language, but at this moment, as if God made ghosts worse, she looked at Song's worry-free mouth and probably understood what she meant.

Huang Ling shook her head in tears, "I'm not stupid, I don't want you to die... no worries... I don't want you to die... what should I do if you die? How do I live? ”

“You're Huang Ling now, you have to live for your mother, you have to live for yourself!” Song has no hurry to worry.

“No, I promised you to live for Huang Ling and for my mother. But when I see you, I can't live. Now... you are the only spiritual support I have left to live, if you are not here, how will I live...? ”

“…” Song did not cry like rain, sadly looked at Huang Ling quietly.

Their hands, even across the glass wall, did not move by half, but seemed to grip tightly.

“No worries, I seem to think of you as my own. I'm happy when you're happy. I'm scared when you get sick. I'm heartbroken when you get hurt... If you leave me... What else does it mean that I live as Huang Ling? ”

“…” Song is not worried right now. Except for tears, I don't know what to say.

“You know what? On the rooftop of the ranch house... I asked Tsukiko if he liked me when he married me... he said he did...”

“ …… ”

“I asked him if he had my share... he said he had..."

“…” Song Li Xiao is no longer able to cry, and Huang Ling is no longer able to cry. (I can't cry anymore)

“Because of his confession, I can't hate you, I'm jealous of you... I hate you, I'm jealous of you, I hate myself, I'm jealous of myself? Don't worry, you made my reputation better, you lived hard for me. Didn't you tell me? When you first arrived, even if you wanted to live for me and no longer be bullied... I thought you were for me. If you died... I would die too..."

“Huang Ling, look at me!” Song Li sucked his sour nose and looked at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling saw her mouth moving. She was talking to herself. Huang Ling calmed down and wept silently. Her eyes stared straight at Song's worried mouth.

To make Huang Ling understand, Song Li said, "You can't see me as yourself, I'm me, you're you, we're good friends, good sisters, but you can't live without one. You have a mother, a husband, a Huang Ling identity, you know? ”