Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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I don't know how long I have been in a coma. I only know that the ear is like a shout of summer and softness.

She seems to say: Brother, you come over and you come over, and call us.

really? Isn't she already with someone else? Does she still remember him?

"Brother, brother - dust said she only likes you!"

The lengthy machine sounds instantly returned to normal, and the surrounding medical staff were relieved with a long breath.

"The blood oxygen returns to normal, and the patient is given a balanced solution into the ICU ward."

"No..." Anzhensheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes, and a faint stream of light flashed in his throat. He turned his eyes to Xia Qingrou and said to her: "Is she still? Phone... Give it to me." ”

Xia Qingruo seems to have shook God from the great shock and handed the phone to An Zhensheng.

The moment he took the call, there was a slight trembling voice from Luo.

"An Zhensheng..."

"Ok."

"An Zhensheng..."

"I'm here."

"An Zhensheng..."

"As long as you call me, I will be there."

Luo dusted the dust on the roof and his eyes were red. The kind of extreme uneasiness of the hunch, at the moment when the system gave her a tone, filled her heart.

She almost exhausted all the strength, regardless of the blood of her wrists, broke off the rope tied to her, and dumped Su Nian to the ground.

There was a light rain in the sky, and it fell on her cheeks, with a little coolness, as if it had extinguished the heat in her body at this moment.

"You wait for me to go back." When Luo Dust said this sentence, the glittering tears fell from the corner of his eyes.

Perhaps many people in this world will feel that a teenager like An Zhensheng is flawed in his heart, especially terrible, and even unable to understand his self-abuse behavior.

But she doesn't think so. She wants Xia Qingrou to be like her.

She wants to protect such an Anzhen students, so that he can have a sense of security, so that he is no longer afraid of losing, let him pay the love and the equivalent.

"Good." For a long time, his cool, watery voice sounded slowly, and asked at the other end of the phone: "You don't want me to be right?"

His voice was very light, but she heard it very clearly. This is a praying tone. He wants to keep his favorite person by his side.

Always been, by her side, by her side.

"I like An Zhensheng. The most favorite person in this world is An Zhensheng." She smiled softly, her voice still stalking, and it sounded so warm.

Generally speaking, in the heart of An Zhensheng, what he wants to hear most is this sentence.

There was no sound on the phone for a long time. The boy breathed softly, slightly decapitated, and smiled in tears: "Thank you, Luo Dust."

Thanks to her, the most popular person in the world is An Zhensheng.

Thanks to her for all his love has paid off, and what he wants to read is related to him.

An Zhensheng was not sent to the ICU ward and still stayed in the original ward.

After the phone call, his mood was much better, and even the high fever that has been going on has been retired.

Some people in this world love money, some love rights, and some love beauty.

And he, love is the love of Luo Dian. Desire to get, eager to have.

Half an hour, the door of the ward was opened. He was delighted to carry it up, but he was not the face of Luo Ding.

But... Su Nian.

He arrived at the hospital one step ahead of her, and what he couldn't get in the world could never be allowed to get it.

Because...he is his half-brother.