The sky gradually became darker, and there were a lot of people coming and going in the hospital, including families, patients, doctors and nurses.

Fang Xueyan walked out of the elevator with an insulated lunch box and headed to the ward.

"Yang Yang." She walked in and saw Yang Yang standing in front of the windowsill. She placed the lunch box on the table and walked over to close the window. "The weather is a bit cold, and you are standing here to have a breath."

"Because you can see you coming from afar, trying to look at you one minute or one second more." Yang Yang turned around and looked at her, with a seven-point gentle and three-point desolate smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xueyan's hand that closed the window froze slightly, then turned around and reached out to hold his hand, "It's better to take good care of the disease if you think randomly all day long."

Yang Yang held her tenderness tightly and walked to the table with her.

Because they live in a separate ward, no other patients live together.

In addition to being in poor health, Yang Yang is a typical young talent. He made a lot of money in two or three years; so, he was not because he had no money to treat his illness, but...

This disease cannot be cured.

All the functions of the body are exhausted and are about to die. This is like an old man with no time left.

"Have you eaten?" He sat on the rattan chair at the table and looked up at her.

Fang Xueyan did not answer when she heard this. She just brought another chair, sat beside him, opened the bag she brought, took out two bowls and chopsticks, and then said with a smile: "It's too lonely to eat by myself. Of course, I have to enjoy dinner with you!"

Yang Yang smiled lightly, staring at her.

It seems that after staring at her for a long time, you can remember it deeply, deeply, deeply.

Maybe he will still remember her in the next life.

Fang Xueyan calmly served two bowls of rice, pretending not to see his gaze. She could only decorate herself with a smile all day long and told herself that she could not be sad.

At least, you cannot show the sadness in your heart in front of Yang Yang.

"Today, I made your favorite sweet and sour tenderloin." She took the dishes from the small plate one by one from the layered insulation box.

Yang Yang kept staring at her.

It was not until she had finished all the dishes that he smiled and took the chopsticks; at this time, her hair was scattered off, and he stretched out his hand and gently pinched her behind her ear.

She turned her head and smiled gently with him.

"Today, will the child make trouble for you?"

When Fang Xueyan heard this, her eyebrows were all gentle. She gently placed her hand on her lower abdomen, deliberately pondered for a moment, and said, "It's still too young, don't make a fuss. You have to watch him (she) grow up a little, so when he (she) is making a fuss, you can feel it even if you put your hand on my belly."

Yang Yang chuckled gently, as if he could imagine that kind of scene...

Unfortunately, he may not be able to wait.

Fang Xueyan's face was a little stunned. After coming back to her senses, she quickly said, "Eat quickly, it will be no longer delicious if it is cold."

The most taboo topic between them is "time".

"Then are you still vomiting severely?" Yang Yang asked her while eating.

Fang Xueyan's eyes drooped slightly, "It's okay, today is pretty good."

Yang Yang stared at her. She said she would not lie and he could see it clearly at first glance. He frowned with some heartache, "Did your first child vomit like this?"

Fang Xueyan shook her head, "It's really strange. I didn't vomit like this when I was pregnant with Aze..."

Yang Yang's eyes flashed slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Girl, do you miss them?"
Chapter completed!