Nan Rong Huai's heart hurt so much that he didn't want to waste a second, he just wanted to see Feng Sufei.
So he rushed over without stopping. The moment he saw Sophie and held her, he seemed to feel at ease.
At this time, Nanrong Huai'an felt relieved when he saw Feng Sufei beside him.
He wanted to reach out and touch Sophie's head. He wanted to say sorry. At this moment, he had too many emotions in his heart and had too many things to say, but he could only endure it for the time being...
He was afraid of waking Sophie.
In fact, when Nanrong Huai'an was in a very intense mood, his fingers moved slightly.
Feng Sufei was also in a light sleep. She seemed to feel something and woke up quickly.
When she raised her head and opened her eyes, they were still a little hazy.
When Nanrong Huai'an saw Feng Sufei like this, his heart softened and he felt infinite pity.
Nanrong Huai'an didn't understand why he could bear to hurt Sophie in the first place.
It was because he didn't understand women's thoughts. He only knew from Huang Ying's memory how much harm he had caused Sophie.
At this time, Nan Rong Huai'an's heart was still feeling like a knife. The memories of Huang Ying were rolling in his mind like ocean waves. He couldn't get rid of those memories, which made him really hurt.
Feng Sufei was confused for a moment, but soon her eyes became clear.
When she saw that Nan Rong Huai'an had woken up, she stood up excitedly and hugged Nan Rong Huai'an. Her eyes were a little red, "You finally woke up and the fever went away. You don't know, you scared me. You can't scare me like this next time..."
Feng Sufei said a lot, and she was also very scared, afraid of something happening in Nanrong Huai'an.
She was also afraid that Nanrong Huai'an would get sick.
In her opinion, Nanrong Huai'an was so strong. She had never been so weak before.
Feng Sufei now leaned against Nanrong Huai'an, listening to his heartbeat in her ears, and felt a little more at ease.
Nanrong Huai'an's eyes were as gentle as water, and when he looked at Feng Sufei, there were also strong emotions shining there.
This kind of emotion is so deep, it seems that it can swallow people up.
Nanrong Huai'an reached out and gently touched Feng Sufei's hair with affection and affection.
When he couldn't control his emotions, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Sufei deeply, "Sophie, I'm fine, I just miss you."
When he said this, Nanrong Huai'an's voice was hoarse, low and hoarse, as if there were too many painful emotions hidden.
Feng Sufei sensed something was wrong. She raised her head and blinked at Nanrong Huai'an, "I miss you too, but don't torment your body. If you do this, I'm scared. Nothing will happen to you."
Nanrong Huai'an sighed inwardly and said: "Fool, nothing will happen to me. How can I rest assured that you are alone? I just think of the past, miss you, and want to say sorry to you."
Feng Sufei was stunned, "What happened in the past?"
She didn't know what Nanrong Huai'an was talking about when he mentioned the past. The two of them had agreed that no one would mention the past, it was all in the past.
Nanrong Huai'an nodded, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Well, I couldn't help you before, and I made you sad and sad."
"It's all over, just be nice to me now."
Feng Sufei will not dwell on the past, as long as she and Nanrong Huai'an are sweet and happy now.
Nanrong Huai'an pressed her heart, "But when you are not by my side, every time I think about it, it hurts, and I desperately want to see you."