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Chapter 660 Carved by hand, I give it to you

As she thought about it, her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Half dreams and half awake, many scenes appeared in her mind.

He played the piano in the sun, gentle and gentle; he held a carving knife and focused on carving the wood carvings in his hands; they squeezed together to eat a bucket of instant noodles; they crossed half of H City to go to a workers' activity hall to watch movies, just because the tickets there were cheap.

Youthful, I still feel my heart hurting when I think about it.

She still remembered the days when Gu Fuye passed away. Her mother hugged her and patted her back gently, "How come we, mother and daughter, have a miserable life? I have you at least, but my Sang Luo has nothing..."

She didn't have anything, either, but also his cornea and heart.

But the hospital refused to disclose who the donor was and wanted to protect the patient's privacy.

Fortunately, she remembered the car that collided with Gu Fuye that day when he was in a car accident. Finally, she found out that the injured person's eye was injured and the transplant was Gu Fuye's cornea.

That was the first day she saw Fu Chengyuan.

...He is tall and strong. Even though he is a little weak on the hospital bed, he still exudes a forceful aura.

He is a mature man.

It's completely different from the thin college student Gu Fuye.

That day, she sat by the bed and stared at him for a long time until the nurse came to change his dressings and asked, "Are you a patient's family?"

She shook her head.

The nurse arrived: "Sorry, if it weren't for the family, it wouldn't be possible to enter the ward."

"When will his eyes take off the gauze?"

The nurse was a little confused: "You are not a family member, why do you care about this?"

"I...I want to look at his eyes."

The nurse burst into laughter: "Do you have a crush on him?"

"Ah? No, I..."

"Okay, OK, I know, he is indeed very handsome, and many little girls are crazy about him, but you are a little stiff when you find this excuse."

"I don't, I really just want to look at his eyes. Miss nurse, when will he remove the gauze?"

"I don't know this, it depends on the recovery situation. If you are well taken care of, you should be faster."

"How can I take good care of it?"

The nurse smiled and said, "He can't see his eyes, and there are many inconveniences in life. Just be good at his eyes."

"When his eyes..."

After changing the face, the surrounding area became the night from great joy to great sorrow for some reason.

She received a call from him saying she wanted to propose to her. Then, a violent impact sound came from the other end of the phone, bang!

"ah--"

"Shisangluo, Shisangluo, wake up!"

Shi Sangluo suddenly opened his eyes, suddenly woke up from his dream and sat up.

It was dark around it. This was not a hospital, nor a school, nor a car accident scene. This was... her wedding room.

She, and the wedding room of the man she doesn't love or loves her.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

A very gentle sound, like a warm spring water.

He pressed his big hand against her forehead and said with concern: "Why did you sweat so much? I was scared?"

At midnight, the room was very dark, and only the bleak moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling window, but it happened to shine on his back. She still couldn't see his true face in the light.

"If you are afraid, look at this, will you feel better?"

He held a walnut-sized gadget in his palm, which she took and held in her hand. It was a wood carving.

The carving is a bird's nest with a few little birds with unretreated fluff inside. They are cute and cute.

Her eyes felt sore, and tears instantly blurred the focal length: "Is this... you carved it?"

"Yes," his voice was still gentle, "I used to sculpt it when I was fine before, and I'll give it to you."

She raised her head and tried to wipe away tears with her hands, seeing him clearly.

He wore the most ordinary men's T-shirt, with a thin body and neat short hair, gradually coincided with the person he remembered.
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