Chapter 222
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Jinjiangyuan, the woman who has a clear and flexible mind in the impression, is also doing things that do not compete.
On the computer was the red carpet news of the day. The woman holding Ling Han smiled very brightly, and the vitality and youth on her face made ye Huanyan feel that she had completely lost.
Maybe Ji Xiaoyue is right. She should also go out for a walk and decide whether to leave.
Ye Huanyan was packing when the black business car stopped downstairs.
The huge suitcase has been filled with spring clothes and several summer clothes, just like a long-term trip.
"Lingling, can you help me find two sets of travel clothes for washing and nursing? I remember there were many samples before."
Ye Huanyan carefully stepped over the suitcase to the door and shouted downstairs.
Lingling is cleaning the kitchen. The sound of the water is so loud that she doesn't seem to hear it.
Ye Huanyan hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to put down the matter of packing clothes and find it by himself.
The stock of these skin care products and toiletries is collected in the cabinet in the cloakroom next door, but usually I find Lingling, so it's a little hard to find.
When Lingling turned off the tap and came out, she was surprised to see Ling Han entering the room,
"Young master..."
Ling Han nodded and walked upstairs.
It took a lot of time and effort. Finally, he couldn't find a woman like her. Even the similarity was just imagined by himself. He gave up.
Isn't it just a child? She wants it.
As long as she stays with him in peace of mind, it is enough for him to occasionally feel a little leisure of life in this miasma circle.
Unscrewing the door, as soon as I stepped out of a leg, my toes butted against an obstacle.
His eyes fell on the neatly packed suitcase, and his gentle eyes gradually cooled down, with a faint cold light under the light.
Is she leaving?
The sound from the cloakroom next door, his home slippers dragging a heavy muffled sound on the floor, pushed the door open.
Behind the long black leather sofa stool, a thin figure squatted in front of the Nordic style white locker,
"Lingling, where did you put your travel clothes?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, ye Huanyan thought it was Lingling and asked, "is it in this cabinet?"
Ling Han quietly walked into the room and looked down at the figure across the sofa stool until he was furious and the veins on his forehead burst,
"Where are you going?"
Hearing this sound, ye Huanyan was so excited that she almost fell to the ground. Holding the cabinet door, she stood up carefully,
"You... How did you come back?"
He approached with a calm face and said in a cold voice, "what I asked is, where are you going?"
Ye Huanyan subconsciously retreated, but his back was against the white locker, and he couldn't retreat.
Ling Han's eyes were cold. He walked over the sofa stool with long legs, pinched ye Huanyan's neck with one hand, and said, "I asked, where are you going?"
Ye Huanyan's eyes were full of panic. With Ling Han's strength, it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
She struggled, she patted Ling Han's hand, and she pushed his chest desperately.
Ling Han's voice gradually turned into a distant roar in her ears,
Until I saw the same cyan on ye Huanyan's face, I vaguely saw that the outline of the whites of the eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and the slapping gesture was gradually fading. Ling Han loosened her neck like being struck by lightning, and she slipped into his arms, her eyes closed, only her mouth open, as if there was no breath.
At this moment, Ling Han's eyes showed a faint panic of collapse.
"Ye Huanyan..." he shook her shoulder,
“……”
There was a dead silence.
"Ye Huanyan..."
“……”
Ye Huanyan only felt that at the moment of suffocation, it seemed that the world had become pure white, as if he had seen such a scene a long time ago, and the world had returned to its original purity.
It's also good. You don't have to endure any humiliation anymore, and you don't have to care whose eyes you look at anymore.
There is a call in my ear. I don't know whose it is, but I feel very familiar.
Does anyone care about themselves?
Now in this world, is there really anyone who can sympathize with his situation?
Not long after, Lingling heard the sound, saw the scene in front of her, and exclaimed, "young master, what's the matter with Miss ye?"
Ling Han just hugged ye Huanyan, and his voice was no longer calm, "she didn't breathe... She didn't breathe."
Ye Huanyan has a circle of red marks on his neck, which is self-evident.
"Young master, water, water..." when she saw the circle of red marks, her mind suddenly flashed,
She said this incoherently, but seeing that Ling Han was already in a daze, she stamped her feet, turned to the kitchen, brought a cup of hot water and ran back.
A cup of hot water will react,
"Cough..."
Ye Huanyan's violent cough filled the whole room, and the hot water spilled on her chest and soaked her pajamas. But after the violent cough, she closed her eyes tightly, and there was still no sign of waking up.
This method is the earthwork of Lingling's hometown. It is very useful for the treatment of temporary shock that can't get up at one breath. She has seen this method used by many relatives at home with her own eyes.
Lingling is also a dead horse, and she doesn't know whether it will work.
At the moment, Ling Han was like a irascible lion, holding ye Huanyan's shoulder and refusing to let go. His eyes were full of strange blood red, and finally he screamed, "ye Huanyan, if you don't open your eyes again, you'll hit the bastard in your stomach."
The man in his arms finally shows signs of recovery,
"Wake up, wake up..." Lingling stood aside, covering her mouth and crying with joy.
Ye Huanyan slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were empty. He looked at Ling Han blankly for a while, and he couldn't believe that the man in front of him was really going to kill himself.
She raised a hand, as if to touch his face, and finally hung in midair and stopped.
The disappointment in her tearful eyes could not be concealed, and she did not want to hide it.
It was just that there seemed to be an unquenchable resentment in her chest. After enduring it for a while, she finally turned her head and violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the pure white cabinet door, shocking.
In Lingling's exclamation, she encouraged her to open her mouth and murmured, "I just... I just... Xiaoyue said... You can go out with her... You also... You won't... I... I won't go."
Looking at her close her eyes, Ling Han's face finally showed a crack. Shock and regret intertwined, penetrating every nerve of his, and he held her shoulder, shaking uncontrollably.
He just wanted to tell her that he agreed to keep the child.
How did this happen?
How?
"I'll call the doctor..."
With tears in her eyes, Lingling turned and ran away, leaving only this room desolate, leaving the awake person to bear alone. The late soberness can see only endless regret.
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Jinjiangyuan, the woman who has a clear and flexible mind in the impression, is also doing things that do not compete.
On the computer was the red carpet news of the day. The woman holding Ling Han smiled very brightly, and the vitality and youth on her face made ye Huanyan feel that she had completely lost.
Maybe Ji Xiaoyue is right. She should also go out for a walk and decide whether to leave.
Ye Huanyan was packing when the black business car stopped downstairs.
The huge suitcase has been filled with spring clothes and several summer clothes, just like a long-term trip.
"Lingling, can you help me find two sets of travel clothes for washing and nursing? I remember there were many samples before."
Ye Huanyan carefully stepped over the suitcase to the door and shouted downstairs.
Lingling is cleaning the kitchen. The sound of the water is so loud that she doesn't seem to hear it.
Ye Huanyan hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to put down the matter of packing clothes and find it by himself.
The stock of these skin care products and toiletries is collected in the cabinet in the cloakroom next door, but usually I find Lingling, so it's a little hard to find.
When Lingling turned off the tap and came out, she was surprised to see Ling Han entering the room,
"Young master..."
Ling Han nodded and walked upstairs.
It took a lot of time and effort. Finally, he couldn't find a woman like her. Even the similarity was just imagined by himself. He gave up.
Isn't it just a child? She wants it.
As long as she stays with him in peace of mind, it is enough for him to occasionally feel a little leisure of life in this miasma circle.
Unscrewing the door, as soon as I stepped out of a leg, my toes butted against an obstacle.
His eyes fell on the neatly packed suitcase, and his gentle eyes gradually cooled down, with a faint cold light under the light.
Is she leaving?
The sound from the cloakroom next door, his home slippers dragging a heavy muffled sound on the floor, pushed the door open.
Behind the long black leather sofa stool, a thin figure squatted in front of the Nordic style white locker,
"Lingling, where did you put your travel clothes?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, ye Huanyan thought it was Lingling and asked, "is it in this cabinet?"
Ling Han quietly walked into the room and looked down at the figure across the sofa stool until he was furious and the veins on his forehead burst,
"Where are you going?"
Hearing this sound, ye Huanyan was so excited that she almost fell to the ground. Holding the cabinet door, she stood up carefully,
"You... How did you come back?"
He approached with a calm face and said in a cold voice, "what I asked is, where are you going?"
Ye Huanyan subconsciously retreated, but his back was against the white locker, and he couldn't retreat.
Ling Han's eyes were cold. He walked over the sofa stool with long legs, pinched ye Huanyan's neck with one hand, and said, "I asked, where are you going?"
Ye Huanyan's eyes were full of panic. With Ling Han's strength, it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
She struggled, she patted Ling Han's hand, and she pushed his chest desperately.
Ling Han's voice gradually turned into a distant roar in her ears,
Until I saw the same cyan on ye Huanyan's face, I vaguely saw that the outline of the whites of the eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and the slapping gesture was gradually fading. Ling Han loosened her neck like being struck by lightning, and she slipped into his arms, her eyes closed, only her mouth open, as if there was no breath.
At this moment, Ling Han's eyes showed a faint panic of collapse.
"Ye Huanyan..." he shook her shoulder,
“……”
There was a dead silence.
"Ye Huanyan..."
“……”
Ye Huanyan only felt that at the moment of suffocation, it seemed that the world had become pure white, as if he had seen such a scene a long time ago, and the world had returned to its original purity.
It's also good. You don't have to endure any humiliation anymore, and you don't have to care whose eyes you look at anymore.
There is a call in my ear. I don't know whose it is, but I feel very familiar.
Does anyone care about themselves?
Now in this world, is there really anyone who can sympathize with his situation?
Not long after, Lingling heard the sound, saw the scene in front of her, and exclaimed, "young master, what's the matter with Miss ye?"
Ling Han just hugged ye Huanyan, and his voice was no longer calm, "she didn't breathe... She didn't breathe."
Ye Huanyan has a circle of red marks on his neck, which is self-evident.
"Young master, water, water..." when she saw the circle of red marks, her mind suddenly flashed,
She said this incoherently, but seeing that Ling Han was already in a daze, she stamped her feet, turned to the kitchen, brought a cup of hot water and ran back.
A cup of hot water will react,
"Cough..."
Ye Huanyan's violent cough filled the whole room, and the hot water spilled on her chest and soaked her pajamas. But after the violent cough, she closed her eyes tightly, and there was still no sign of waking up.
This method is the earthwork of Lingling's hometown. It is very useful for the treatment of temporary shock that can't get up at one breath. She has seen this method used by many relatives at home with her own eyes.
Lingling is also a dead horse, and she doesn't know whether it will work.
At the moment, Ling Han was like a irascible lion, holding ye Huanyan's shoulder and refusing to let go. His eyes were full of strange blood red, and finally he screamed, "ye Huanyan, if you don't open your eyes again, you'll hit the bastard in your stomach."
The man in his arms finally shows signs of recovery,
"Wake up, wake up..." Lingling stood aside, covering her mouth and crying with joy.
Ye Huanyan slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were empty. He looked at Ling Han blankly for a while, and he couldn't believe that the man in front of him was really going to kill himself.
She raised a hand, as if to touch his face, and finally hung in midair and stopped.
The disappointment in her tearful eyes could not be concealed, and she did not want to hide it.
It was just that there seemed to be an unquenchable resentment in her chest. After enduring it for a while, she finally turned her head and violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the pure white cabinet door, shocking.
In Lingling's exclamation, she encouraged her to open her mouth and murmured, "I just... I just... Xiaoyue said... You can go out with her... You also... You won't... I... I won't go."
Looking at her close her eyes, Ling Han's face finally showed a crack. Shock and regret intertwined, penetrating every nerve of his, and he held her shoulder, shaking uncontrollably.
He just wanted to tell her that he agreed to keep the child.
How did this happen?
How?
"I'll call the doctor..."
With tears in her eyes, Lingling turned and ran away, leaving only this room desolate, leaving the awake person to bear alone. The late soberness can see only endless regret.
Jinjiangyuan, the woman who has a clear and flexible mind in the impression, is also doing things that do not compete.On the computer was the red carpet news of the day. The woman holding Ling Han smiled very brightly, and the vitality and youth on her face made ye Huanyan feel that she had completely lost.Maybe Ji Xiaoyue is right. She should also go out for a walk and decide whether to leave.Ye Huanyan was packing when the black business car stopped downstairs.The huge suitcase has been filled with spring clothes and several summer clothes, just like a long-term trip."Lingling, can you help me find two sets of travel clothes for washing and nursing? I remember there were many samples before."Ye Huanyan carefully stepped over the suitcase to the door and shouted downstairs.Lingling is cleaning the kitchen. The sound of the water is so loud that she doesn't seem to hear it.Ye Huanyan hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to put down the matter of packing clothes and find it by himself.The stock of these skin care products and toiletries is collected in the cabinet in the cloakroom next door, but usually I find Lingling, so it's a little hard to find.When Lingling turned off the tap and came out, she was surprised to see Ling Han entering the room,"Young master..."Ling Han nodded and walked upstairs.It took a lot of time and effort. Finally, he couldn't find a woman like her. Even the similarity was just imagined by himself. He gave up.Isn't it just a child? She wants it.As long as she stays with him in peace of mind, it is enough for him to occasionally feel a little leisure of life in this miasma circle.Unscrewing the door, as soon as I stepped out of a leg, my toes butted against an obstacle.His eyes fell on the neatly packed suitcase, and his gentle eyes gradually cooled down, with a faint cold light under the light.Is she leaving?The sound from the cloakroom next door, his home slippers dragging a heavy muffled sound on the floor, pushed the door open.Behind the long black leather sofa stool, a thin figure squatted in front of the Nordic style white locker,"Lingling, where did you put your travel clothes?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, ye Huanyan thought it was Lingling and asked, "is it in this cabinet?"Ling Han quietly walked into the room and looked down at the figure across the sofa stool until he was furious and the veins on his forehead burst,"Where are you going?"Hearing this sound, ye Huanyan was so excited that she almost fell to the ground. Holding the cabinet door, she stood up carefully,"You... How did you come back?"He approached with a calm face and said in a cold voice, "what I asked is, where are you going?"Ye Huanyan subconsciously retreated, but his back was against the white locker, and he couldn't retreat.Ling Han's eyes were cold. He walked over the sofa stool with long legs, pinched ye Huanyan's neck with one hand, and said, "I asked, where are you going?"Ye Huanyan's eyes were full of panic. With Ling Han's strength, it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.She struggled, she patted Ling Han's hand, and she pushed his chest desperately.Ling Han's voice gradually turned into a distant roar in her ears,Until I saw the same cyan on ye Huanyan's face, I vaguely saw that the outline of the whites of the eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and the slapping gesture was gradually fading. Ling Han loosened her neck like being struck by lightning, and she slipped into his arms, her eyes closed, only her mouth open, as if there was no breath.At this moment, Ling Han's eyes showed a faint panic of collapse."Ye Huanyan..." he shook her shoulder,There was a dead silence."Ye Huanyan..."Ye Huanyan only felt that at the moment of suffocation, it seemed that the world had become pure white, as if he had seen such a scene a long time ago, and the world had returned to its original purity.It's also good. You don't have to endure any humiliation anymore, and you don't have to care whose eyes you look at anymore.There is a call in my ear. I don't know whose it is, but I feel very familiar.Does anyone care about themselves?Now in this world, is there really anyone who can sympathize with his situation?Not long after, Lingling heard the sound, saw the scene in front of her, and exclaimed, "young master, what's the matter with Miss ye?"Ling Han just hugged ye Huanyan, and his voice was no longer calm, "she didn't breathe... She didn't breathe."Ye Huanyan has a circle of red marks on his neck, which is self-evident."Young master, water, water..." when she saw the circle of red marks, her mind suddenly flashed,She said this incoherently, but seeing that Ling Han was already in a daze, she stamped her feet, turned to the kitchen, brought a cup of hot water and ran back.A cup of hot water will react,"Cough..."Ye Huanyan's violent cough filled the whole room, and the hot water spilled on her chest and soaked her pajamas. But after the violent cough, she closed her eyes tightly, and there was still no sign of waking up.This method is the earthwork of Lingling's hometown. It is very useful for the treatment of temporary shock that can't get up at one breath. She has seen this method used by many relatives at home with her own eyes.Lingling is also a dead horse, and she doesn't know whether it will work.At the moment, Ling Han was like a irascible lion, holding ye Huanyan's shoulder and refusing to let go. His eyes were full of strange blood red, and finally he screamed, "ye Huanyan, if you don't open your eyes again, you'll hit the bastard in your stomach."The man in his arms finally shows signs of recovery,"Wake up, wake up..." Lingling stood aside, covering her mouth and crying with joy.Ye Huanyan slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were empty. He looked at Ling Han blankly for a while, and he couldn't believe that the man in front of him was really going to kill himself.She raised a hand, as if to touch his face, and finally hung in midair and stopped.The disappointment in her tearful eyes could not be concealed, and she did not want to hide it.It was just that there seemed to be an unquenchable resentment in her chest. After enduring it for a while, she finally turned her head and violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the pure white cabinet door, shocking.In Lingling's exclamation, she encouraged her to open her mouth and murmured, "I just... I just... Xiaoyue said... You can go out with her... You also... You won't... I... I won't go."Looking at her close her eyes, Ling Han's face finally showed a crack. Shock and regret intertwined, penetrating every nerve of his, and he held her shoulder, shaking uncontrollably.He just wanted to tell her that he agreed to keep the child.How did this happen?How?"I'll call the doctor..."With tears in her eyes, Lingling turned and ran away, leaving only this room desolate, leaving the awake person to bear alone. The late soberness can see only endless regret.
