"Mumo, why never tell me that you like Qiange? Why don't you say it?" Luo Anning looked at her after realizing it, and all kinds of emotions flashed in her clear eyes.

In the end, intelligence turns into a gaze that is both regretful and worried.

What’s a pity is that if Qiange confessed silently before she was injured and fell into a coma, then the two of them should have many common memories in the days before, right?

What I worry about is... If Qiange is unconscious all his life, what should I do if Momo is silent?

She is such a stubborn person. She doesn't hit the wall and doesn't look back. Even if she hit the wall, she doesn't necessarily look back. Can she really give up?

Luo Anning doesn't understand, and doesn't want to understand it at this moment, his mind is very confused.

Lu Momo shook his head with a lot of worries, and after a long time, he spoke: "An Xiaoning, it's not that she can get a happy answer without a confession. Some love is destined to be tolerant and destined to be shameless. Just like Qiange and I, do you believe it? If I say it out loud, the friendship between Qiange and I will change because of this. What he wants is friendship, and what I greedy for love can only be that we can go further and further."

What's more, the person Qiange likes has always been you. How can I confess my love to him even though I know that the person he is thinking about is you?

An Xiaoning, in fact, I envy you many times.

Although you have suffered a lot, you are lucky and even happier, a man like Rong Shao and Qiange, who loves you with a deep love.

If fate is available, I would rather suffer all the hardships in the first half of my life in exchange for the long-lasting stay with a beloved man in the second half of my life.

"Mumo..." Luo Anning wanted to say something, but didn't know where to speak. In the end, thousands of words finally turned into a warm hug.

"An Xiaoning, I'm fine, it's really fine. Don't worry about me. I've been through so many years, let alone now..." Lu Momo said with a smile in pain, and as he smiled, crystal tears emanated from the corners of his eyes.

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In the garden, flowers are blooming with special cultivation. No matter what season, you can see colorful flowers.

Luo Anning and the butler worked together to move Mo Qiange to the push bed carefully and down from the elevator to the garden.

In order to facilitate Mo Qiange to get some breath and feel the sunshine outdoors, Uncle Mo specially designed an elevator that can accommodate a push bed in the interior.

"Okay, let's be here." The commander's servant worked together to push the push bed onto the lawn, and Luo Anning waved his hand to call the servant: "Go and get a few hot towels, and a cup of warm water, which is filled with a thermos."

"Okay, Miss Luo please wait." The servant turned around and left.

With the two chairs brought by the servant, Luo Anning and Lu Momo sat on both sides of the pushing bed and began to massage Mo Qiange's muscles.

Lu Momo was already familiar with the massage techniques and was engraved in his heart. Luo Anning looked at her techniques seriously, and finally couldn't help but worry again: "Mimo, come and teach me, I'll give Qiange a massage later. You are still very weak. If you bask in the sun for a while, then go back and rest first."

"I'm fine. Come on, I'll teach you how to massage." Lu Momo said, pressing on Mo Qiange's arm while explaining the techniques, strength, and acupoints.
Chapter completed!