Chapter 1277 Dazzling

Her eyes were tightly closed, gauze was wrapped around her face, and she lay there quietly, like a lifeless ice doll.

Duan Qianchuan sighed, found a stool and sat down next to Gu Weiman.

Then he told her what happened that day in detail.

"... At that time, I thought it was the influence of Gu Weiman's immersion in the play, but it stands to reason that immersion in the play will affect a person's personality, but it rarely makes a person... headache, and the influence is more of a subtle effect, so it takes time. It's rare to have such a big explosion just after immersing in the play."

As he spoke, he felt more and more strange in his heart.

Huo Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl on the hospital bed.

His fingers slowly clenched.

It was because of that hypnosis, he knew.

Duan Qianchuan didn't think too much about it.

After all, at this time, waking up Gu Weiman was the most important thing.

He called "Yuan Xiu" again and again, and even substituted himself into Wu Li's role, recalling the "past" between him and "Yuan Xiu".

In the ward, only Duan Qianchuan's voice was left.

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This time, things were not as easy and relaxed as everyone expected.

The girl lying on the bed became a complete sleeping beauty.

Duan Qianchuan came to report every day, while Huo Yan became more and more silent.

Since arriving at the hospital, the man has not said anything.

Later, he almost became a moving corpse.

When looking at it, there was no

If it weren't for the man saying "you go first" every night, Ning Quruo would even suspect that the man was dumb.

The sun rises and sets.

As Gu Weiman continued to sleep, the atmosphere in the ward became more and more depressing.

The communication between several people became less and less.

Ning Ruoqing still guarded the door every day, but when Ning Quruo saw him, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

If the doctor said that, everyone was still confused.

Maybe there was still a trace of luck in my heart, thinking that this world would not make people so painful.

But the years of waiting to wake up are more like a blunt knife.

It doesn't hurt that much, but it reminds you every day that this matter is not over yet.

What's even more despairing is that you don't know when this matter will end.

And among all people, Huo Yan is the most silent.

If the man didn't say "you go first" every night, Ning Quruo would even suspect that the man was dumb.

Night fell again.

And Huo Yan said "you go first" again.

In fact, at this moment, there were only him and Ning Quruo in the ward, of course, if Gu Weiman was counted as one.

Ning Quruo frowned tightly.

He looked at the man sitting motionless on the bed, and his anger at the beginning gradually turned into powerlessness now.

"Huo Yan, if she keeps sleeping, will you keep accompanying her?"

The man's eyes moved woodenly.

When he looked over, the deep face actually had a smile, "Are you willing to give me this opportunity?"

The voice of this sentence was very low.

So low that Ning Quruo could hardly hear it clearly.

He frowned and wanted to think about the meaning of this sentence again, but the man in front of him lowered his head again.

Ning Quruo glanced at Gu Weimin, who was wrapped in gauze on the bed, and then glanced at the man beside the bed.

This scene suddenly felt so glaring that he couldn't stand.