846: C846 I Love You too

C846 I Love You too

It wasn't until he was on the plane to Australia that a smile appeared on Que Yan's face, no longer as gloomy as before.

An Yaru saw Que Yan's smile, but her heart was even sadder. She thought that his smile at this moment was to comfort her.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side. " An Yaru said.

She was really worried about him. As long as she thought that his illness had not yet recovered and that he might leave this world one day, she felt that the entire world was already dark.

The love and lack of love that she had been struggling with, in the face of life and death, were no longer important.

At this moment, even if he did not love her, she would still be by his side, because she loved him that way.

Que Yan stopped smiling and held An Yaru in his arms. He suddenly sighed softly, "Silly. . . "

Silly?

Why did he say she was stupid?

An Yaru looked up at him, puzzled.

Que Yan's face was full of melancholy. His thin lips were pursed into a line as he stared at her deeply. He said, "I must have done a lot of good things in my previous life. I will only meet you in this life. "

An Yaru did not speak and just listened quietly.

"Do you know? In the past three months, I have not been living well at all. "

"Is it because of headaches?"

Que Yan shook his head. "Because I miss you. "

An Yaru chose to be quiet again.

"In order to not let the Qu’s family know about my relapse, I went back and forth between Australia and France. As long as I was in France, I would be high-profile and not let anyone notice that I was not feeling well. "

An Yaru finally understood the reason why Que Yan had been "well" for the past three months.

"Other times, I wanted to look for you at all times, but I could only forcefully suppress this yearning because at that time, I thought I could not live at all. If it was not for the fact that I did not want my parents to worry about me, I would not care about the Que Group anymore. "

An Yaru's chest felt sore. "You must have had a hard time during that period of time. "

Que Yan said in a hoarse voice, "Linda said I was not cooperative enough. She said that I must have enough rest time, but I made my body very tired. Actually, it is not that I do not have enough time to rest, but every time I lie down. The image of you crying in Maldives resurfaced in my mind. . . I can't sleep, I feel so guilty. . . I want to hug you like that, tell you. . . I really can't live without you. "

At this moment, An Yaru's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. She slowly raised her head and gently caressed Que Yan's angular face. "Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, don't let me go again. Because without you, what is the meaning of my life?"

Que Yan held An Yaru's hand and kissed the back of her white hand. "No, I will never let you go. . . Because, I will accompany you until you have a head full of white hair. I will watch our daughter grow up with you and watch her marry. "

When mentioning "white hair," An Yaru's nose suddenly turned sour. Bean-sized tears immediately flowed out of her eyes. "You said it yourself, you must do it. If you go back on your word, I will follow you. . . " She tried her best to hold back the choking in her throat and said.

"Silly. . . " Que Yan held An Yaru's hand tightly and looked at her sincerely. "I'm fine. My illness has been cured. "

An Yaru did not react for a moment and her eyes froze for a moment. "What. . . Did you say?"

Que Yan held An Yaru tightly with his other hand to prevent her from struggling. "Linda has cured my illness. Her island has advanced medical equipment that has been in the world for decades. If she was the one who performed my first surgery, I would have cured her a long time ago and would not be in a coma for that long. "

An Yaru was stunned. "Then tell me you do not know how long you can live. Maybe your illness will relapse. . . "

"I know that if I don't say this, you might not forgive me at all. " Que Yan said truthfully.

An Yaru still could not believe it and shook her head hard. "You really. . . Have you been cured?"

"Yes, when we reach the island, Linda can also verify it. "1

An Yaru was stunned for a long time before she began to struggle.

Que Yan firmly locked her waist and did not allow her to leave him by half an inch. "Sorry, I can only use this method to let you return to my side. "

"You bastard. " An Yaru cursed and at the same time, she struggled away from the hand he was holding and wiped away the tears on her face.

Que Yan firmly held An Yaru in his arms. "I'm sorry. . . "

"Let me go. . . " An Yaru started to struggle.

Que Yan tightly shackled himself. "I will not let go of you again, never again. . . "

An Yaru was so angry that she lifted her leg. Que Yan did not notice it for a moment. A muffled groan was heard, "You want to kill your husband. "

An Yaru took this opportunity to push Que Yan away. Seeing the sweat on his forehead, she knew how heavy her attack was.

"You bastard, you lied to me, you. . . " An Yaru was so angry that she could not even speak. She wanted to leave, but she could not go anywhere on the plane.

Que Yan finally calmed down and teased, "You almost lost your 'sexual fortune' for the rest of your life. "

"Bastard. " An Yaru turned around and walked into the curtain of the plane. Inside, the little princess was sleeping.

Que Yan followed her after a while, but he did not approach An Yaru. He just stood in front of the curtain and looked at her, who was looking at the child with her back facing him.

"I'm not angry anymore, okay?" He gently coaxed her.

An Yaru ignored him.

Que Yan continued, "You can hit me and scold me. . . But don't be angry with me. Don't ignore me. "

"Do you know how scared I am?" An Yaru sobbed.

Que Yan slowly walked over and put his hand on An Yaru's shoulder. "I know, so I told you the truth on the plane. I was afraid you would worry about me. "

An Yaru started to sob in a low voice. "You bastard. . . "

Que Yan sat down on the edge of the bed and carried An Yaru to sit on his lap. "I'm sorry. . . "

An Yaru slowly reached out and hugged Que Yan. She laid on his shoulder and said with a sobbing voice, "Really? Your illness has been cured?"

Que Yan gently stroked An Yaru's back to comfort her. At the same time, he turned his head and pressed his face close to her head, giving her close protection. "If my illness had not been cured, why would I come to find you?"

Only then did An Yaru realize that she was so stupid.

Yes, since he pushed her away because of his illness, if his illness had not recovered, how could he possibly turn back to look for her?

No matter what, An Yaru did not intend to let go of Que Yan anymore. She wanted to hug him tightly like this so that he could not push him away anymore.

"I love you. " Que Yan whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice.

An Yaru's heart was filled with happiness. Her throat choked. "I love you too. "

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