The empty eyes fluctuated slightly, but it soon faded.

Xuanyuan Wuheng stared at her for a long time, and had no choice but to frown and take a sip of the medicine juice. His lips gently covered him, and he pried open her teeth and fed the medicine juice directly.

She wanted to vomit, but was blocked by him and almost choked into her throat. She swallowed the medicine in discomfort.

Drink a bowl of medicine smoothly.

In order to relieve the bitterness in her, he pounded the rock sugar, turned it into sweet sugar water, took a sip, and quickly entered her mouth.

The sweet smell spreads in the taste buds, but his heart becomes more bitter and heavier.

Without Weiran, the only connection between him and her was broken, she lost her memory, and even he forgot about it. She knew that most of the reason why she stayed by his side over the years was because of Weiran.

Looking sideways, looking at her always haggard little face, and whispers softly: "Xiaofan, I know you feel uncomfortable, but for the sake of the future, you must cheer up. You will complete his unfinished life for him. You will go for him where he has not left. You will get the happiness he has not obtained. So, don't let yourself be addicted to sadness all the time."

Yuan Xiaofanren was sleeping in the boundless darkness, falling constantly. She seemed to be a person walking in the desert and could not find her way home.

Without a sense of belonging, where is her home?

From now on, she has no direction.

Only loneliness stands in the middle of the desert, flooded by the wind and sand sweeping over, turning into a pile of loess.

However, when she was about to despair, she felt someone holding her hand tightly and whispering something in her ear.

She calmed down and listened, moved by his words. Who was he? His gentle voice soothed her heart like a trace.

Consciousness gradually brushed away from the dark fog.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw clearly what the other person looked like.

The man in front of him had a strong melancholy on his wet and handsome face, but he still did not destroy his noble temperament and cold eyebrows, which were faint as fog.

When she saw her awake, the ecstasy flashed in his blue eyes was something she had ever seen, eager and burning, as if it was a pour of emotion.

Xuanyuan Wuheng stared at her deeply, reached out to wipe away the corners of her eyes, and the tears fell down inadvertently. His eyes were gentle like a pool of autumn water, which made people feel heart-pounding.

Yuan Xiaofan raised his head slightly and looked at him in a daze. Although his face was as pale as paper, the despair and pain in his eyes slowly turned into calmness, and he said in a low voice: "I will cheer up, Wuheng, thank you!"

Yes! She can't be depressed anymore.

She had to cheer up, and there were still many things waiting for her to do. She had to investigate clearly. Who did the poison that caused Weiran's real death? She wanted to avenge her son, and what did the Ali in Dongfang Ling's mouth have to do with him.

Xuanyuan Wuheng didn't say anything, but just hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to pass on all the warmth in the world to her and dispel all the coldness for her.

Her sudden intimate behavior shocked his shallow breathing. It gradually became rapid, and the arms surrounding her body added a touch of heat that could not allow her to retreat.
Chapter completed!