Chapter 170

Xun Mochen seemed to be relieved. At dinner in the evening, a lot of blood came out. Su Qianmian called in a panic. A large group of people came over and put Xun Mochen on a stretcher on the stage with seven hands and eight feet, and then hurriedly left.

The food on the table was still steaming, and the heavy snow covered the empty villa.

Xun Mochen was in a coma for three days and three nights.

In the process, many people have been here, Xun Mochen's parents and grandfathers, Xun Mohua and Cheng Yi'an. But Xun Mochen is in the intensive care unit, and there are only two kinds of people who have entered: doctors and nurses.

The hospital gives people such a clear and strong feeling.

No one has had time to pay attention to Xun Lang for a long time. Su Qianmian found a reliable maternity matron, but it is said that Xun Lang followed the maternity matron and did not cry, but did not say a word.

That's his nature.

But no matter how distressed Su Qianmian is, she can only be cruel.

She has nothing to do. Xun Mochen has his own doctor. Everything seems to have started a long time ago, and in fact it is the same.

A group of doctors in the conference room were discussing eagerly and even quarreling loudly. One person put forward his opinion and was immediately rejected by another person. But when I quarreled, I just said those that had been said countless times, and I couldn't come to a conclusion. During the heated discussion, Xun Mochen's ward seemed quieter.

He closed his eyes quietly, with long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, beautiful and beautiful.

Su Qianmian drew his eyebrows through the thick glass and his white fingers: I have never seen him so peaceful. He is always arrogant and vicious. The city is deep and flashes with a pair of calculating eyes.

Su Qianmian sighed. God is really inhumane. How long has it been since we got married? She put her head on the glass, and Xun Mochen behind her was bathed in the sun.

At noon on the third day, Su Qianmian was finally allowed to visit Xun Mochen.

Su Qianmian sat next to Xun Mochen and felt a little illusory. Did he sleep for three days? For three days, time seemed to have been plagiarized, leaving no impression in her mind, only the quiet and pale sleeping face in front of her at this moment.

"Husband?" Su Qianmian tried to call him. But he seemed to be stubborn when he was angry and didn't say a word.

"Sun Mochen, don't sleep." Su Qianmian put the broken hair on her face.

I have been studying for three days. It will be smaller during the day, but at night, it will be as exciting as the notes of Destiny.

Su Qianmian didn't know what to say, so she simply climbed to the bed and stared at the snow outside.

Somewhere in her memory was touched, and she suddenly remembered some past events.

In the vague clip, there is also heavy snow flying all over the sky. The difference is the steep terrain and towering mountains.

Su Qianmian's eyes were dark, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

A familiar voice sounded in her ear, and her cold and cracked fingers rubbed her tears clumsily: "Don't cry, it will freeze your eyes and face."

"But I can't control it."

Snow blindness...

Xun Mochen tightened his coat and wrapped the petite girl in front of him.

"Where are we?" Su Qianmian asked.

Xun Mochen shook his head and said, "I don't know. I fled for my life just now, and the local guide who invited me got separated.

Su Qianmian's voice was tense: "Will it be... buried by snow?"

"I don't think so. If we can come out, he will definitely have no problem.

Su Qianmian breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately fell into another melancholy: "Then can't we get out?"

Xun Mochen rubbed her hair and spoiled her: "No, we will go out."

100,000 snow-capped mountains are dead places that locals will not easily enter.

Su Qianmian lowered her head. The wind blew the corners of her clothes, and her voice was broken in the wind as soon as it came out: "You... I, I actually thought about this situation. I was psychologically prepared. Although we should cherish life, sometimes I miss too much and think too much, and I don't think I can walk. I don't have relatives, I don't care about anyone, and I don't care about anyone. How do you know that this is not what I want? But you're different... We meet each other, and you really don't have to do this."

After Su Qianmian finished speaking, she couldn't get an answer for a long time. The wind was so loud that she was not sure if she didn't hear what he said. What's more hateful is that she can't see and can't infer from his expression.

So Su Qianmian said, "My mother... I vomited more than 40 times physiologically. Later, I had no choice but to ask the doctor to take a tranquilizer. One injection didn't work, so I continued to take it again. After I reacted, I continued to take it. Later, I couldn't stand it. Finally, I didn't have to take a tranquilizer and replaced it with physiological saline and glucose... So I'm afraid of injections. Do you think I'm pitiful? In fact, I am not only pitiful, but also very cowardly. For example, my father told me to be strong, so I couldn't be strong, so I came to Tibet by myself, which can prove that I am very powerful. But what I actually think is that there will be many dangers on the road. In case something happens to me, I will not fail to my father's expectations. Sadness is greater than death. If it weren't for you, I would have got what I wanted..."

The last word was broken in the wind, and she was pulled into her hard chest by a powerful force.

Her chest fluctuated violently, and her breath sprayed on the top of her head... She was not sure if there was something softer to print on the top of her hair, trembling.

"Qianqian, I..."

Su Qianmian pushed him away and took off his coat: "You go, we're going in a different way. You go out of the snowy mountains, and I go into the snowy mountains.

Xun Mochen clasped her hand tightly: "No."

"If you continue to spend like this, you will die with me."

"Then you can live with me."

Su Qianmian roared: "Why are you so annoying..."

The last voice was contained in Xun Mochen's mouth. He kissed her, not domineering, not lingering, a little astringent, some trembling.

"Qianqian, I like you. Will you stay with me?"

He likes her, and she has known it for a long time. Because she also likes him, she can't believe it at first sight, so she will unconsciously observe him. But those who used to be conjectures have now been confirmed.

The confession at this moment is so romantic, gentle, and... desperate.

Su Qianmian stretched out her hand and scratched it in the air, and the goose-like snowflakes passed through her hand.

"However, we are doomed not to get out of these 100,000 snow-capped mountains."

In the next blockbuster time, they didn't say anything. They kept trekking, monotonous and arduous. The only thing that stayed in their memory was the clenched hands. It seemed that the wind and snow was too big that they had frozen them together.

On the third night, Su Qianmian woke up from sleep, and the wind and snow that had been raging for two days finally stopped. At the beginning of the heavy snow, the night became darker and darker, and the stars became brighter and brighter, like bright gems, all over the sky.

Su Qianmian looked at the stars in the sky, flashing silently, and a burst of joy and excitement surged from the bottom of his heart: "Xun Mochen! My eyes are fine!"

They were sheltered by a boulder. Su Qian slept in it, and Xun Mochen was covered outside.

Xun Mochen did not give any reaction to Su Qianmian's surprise. There were snowflakes or starlight on his long eyelashes.

After Su Qianmian's eyes recovered, he found that Xun Mochen's clothes were thin and pitiful.

She called him but didn't respond.

There was a panic in Su Qianmian's heart. She pushed him, but he still didn't react.

Su Qianmian's hand tremblingly unbuttoned his clothes, then hugged him, and tried to wrap the two tightly around the coat and pass on his warmth to Xun Mochen.

In such a posture, she happened to face the empty mountains and forests behind Xun Mochen.

The sight quickly disappears in the darkness, and the extreme silence makes the air full of dangerous molecules. There seems to be something surging where she can't see, beast? Or a ghost?

I don't know why the bird shouted abruptly, empty and sad.

Su Qianmian moved in the direction of Xun Mochen and hugged him more tightly, with a trembling voice: "Xun Mochen, wake up, I'm afraid..."

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Su Qianmian tilted her head to look at Xun Mochen and whispered, "Xun Mochen, I'm afraid..."