Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

Chapter 69

Chu Yan hugged him tightly, choked up and said, "Rest when you're tired, I'm here."

Qiao Wanan lowered her eyes lightly, "But I don't want to be in the hospital."

Chu Yan held his face, "Then shall we go home?"

Joe asked good night: "Your home?"

"An'an is also your home."

Qiao Wanan didn't immediately agree this time. After a while, he threw the withered cosmos into the trash can and said, "Let's go."

Chu Yan immediately asked the doctor to examine Qiao Wan'an, and after confirming that it was correct, he was discharged from the hospital.

Qiao Wan'an was carried home from the car by Chu Yan. It was icy and snowy outside, and the cold wind was howling. Even if he was held in Chu Yan's arms, he could not feel any warmth, only felt shivering from the cold.

Chu Yan hugged him unconsciously and quickened his pace.

Fearing that Qiao Wan'an would be emotional, all the things about the child at home were put away, but to his surprise, Qiao Wan'an didn't ask a word.

But Chu Yan didn't dare to take it lightly, not because he was afraid that Qiao would run away after a good night, after all his surgery wounds were still healed.

He was just afraid that Qiao Wan'an would get agitated and hurt himself.

Chu Yan carried him to the bed, and the heater had already been turned on.

"Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to cook for you." He squatted beside the bed, brushing away his long hair because he didn't have time to take care of it recently.

Goodnight Qiao didn’t speak, just looked at him quietly.

Chu Yan was a little nervous, "What's wrong?"

"Chu Yan."

"I'm here."

Qiao Wanan whispered: "If you owe a lot to someone, but you will never pay it off in your life, what should you do?"

Chu Yan said solemnly: "Then treat him even better, and try my best to make up for it in my limited life."

"An'an, I will spend the rest of my life proving to you my sincerity to you."

Qiao Wan'an was unmoved by his oath, and just sighed quietly: "Do you believe in the afterlife?"

"If it's with you, I'd rather believe it."

Qiao smiled good night and said nothing.

Chu Yan knew that he still didn't believe in himself, but whether he believed it or not, he already owed Qiao Wan enough.

So no matter in this life, in the next life, or in future lives, he should treat him well.

Qiao Wan'an picked a clear day and burned the little clothes made for the unborn child, together with the clothes Bai Jinzhou bought for him before his death, to ashes.

With this fire, he buried all the past together.

Looking at the Yuyu fire rising in front of his eyes, Chu Yan panicked for no reason. For a moment, he felt that Qiao Wan'an wanted to bury himself together.

Chu Yan shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much.

After all, he came back with him voluntarily this time. Chu Yan said that he would advance the wedding to this winter, but Qiao Wan'an didn't say anything, and he didn't contact Duan Xiaohua and others recently, which made Chu Yan feel relieved. .

Until late one night, when he passed by Joe Goodnight's room, he suddenly wanted to go in and have a look.

Qinghui shines on the lonely night shadow in front of the window, and the thin and haggard man is sitting quietly in a daze.

Chu Yan walked over to put clothes on him distressedly, but found that he was looking at the moon in the sky.

Chu Yan's hand trembled unconsciously, and Qiao Wan'an chuckled lightly: "My little moon is so high and so far away, how can I get there?"

Chu Yan hugged him in fear, even if everything could be written off, but this child will always be an indelible pain in their hearts.

"I'm sorry, if I had known about that child earlier..." Chu Yan said, "I didn't protect her well..."

Qiao night shook her head, pushed away his coat, and slumped back to bed.

Everything was going smoothly for the wedding. Chu Yan started preparations very early, and it didn't seem rushed.

He went to the scene to observe it in person, and rehearsed it many times by himself. From which position to come out, what to say to Qiao Wanwan, when to kiss him, and to put a ring on him, he calculated everything one by one.

He invited a lot of people, wanted to make Goodnight Jo count, wanted to get their blessings.

He wants to be happy.

The day before the wedding, Chu Yan tried on a dress for Qiao Wanan. His empty frame was thin and bony, and there was a long scar on his abdomen. He looked like a person who had been severely tortured. He looked miserable and terrifying. .

Chu Yan gently stroked his scar and kissed it.

Qiao Wanan looked down at him, expressionless.

Chu Yan didn't care, and put on the clothes for him with his own hands.

Even if the clothes have been made to fit well, they can't stand Jo's good night, so they lose weight day by day.

Wearing the suit on him, it was somewhat empty.

But Qiao Wan'an didn't care, and Chu Yan didn't care even more. In his eyes, the one he loves is the prettiest no matter what.

Chu Yan rested his head on his shoulder, looked at the couple in the full-length mirror in front of him, "I want them all to know that you are my rightful wife, Chu Yan, and a lover who will accompany me for the rest of my life."

These words were once Qiao Wan'an's deep obsession, but now, he wants to tell Chu Yan that he no longer wants it.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, Chu Yan has lied to him so many times, so he will play a little joke on him in the end.

Joe said good night: "Okay."

Ok.

Nothing bad.

He couldn't see it anyway.

Chu Yan hugged him tightly, feeling an inexplicable urge to cry.

Tonight, the rain and snow stopped suddenly, and a crescent moon climbed up among the clouds, silently overlooking the remaining snow on the ground.

According to the custom, the two parties cannot meet each other the night before the wedding. Chu Yan didn't want to leave Qiao Wan'an in the hotel, so he planned to spend the night in the hotel by himself and pick up his groom tomorrow.

"Rest early today, and I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Qiao Wan'an did not agree to him. When Chu Yan walked to the door and was about to leave, he said softly, "Chu Yan...I forgive you."

Chu Yan was startled, and then turned around in disbelief, "You, what are you talking about... An An you..."

"I said I forgive you."

"Why An'an," Chu Yan approached him, incoherently excited, "I mean, I have done so many things to make you sad, and our children..."

Qiao Wanan covered his mouth, "Really, that's it, I can't wait anymore."

"But I don't want to meet you again in the next life, and you don't come to me either."

Chu Yan smiled wryly, "So, you still refuse to forgive me..."

Although things like the next life are too illusory, but on Qiao Wan'an, he dare not bet at all. He is afraid that if he says a wrong word, he will really get retribution in the next life.

"I forgive you. I will marry you and live a good life with you in this life." Qiao Wanan took the initiative to wrap his arms around his waist. "But you have to promise me that if there is a next life, don't come to me..."

Up to now, it doesn't matter whether he loves or hates, he wants to go easy, just to exchange for another life to disappear.