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Chapter Seven: Scars of Love

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    ? Section 7 The scars of love

    Love confuses people and makes people unable to extricate themselves.  And the protagonists in Our Love are all caught in the misunderstanding of love, obsessed with obsession.  Because of love, our Qingqing gave her most precious.  And Han Dong has to pay more for his wrong love.  Wu Xuanjun gave up his life and soul for the love in his heart, but what will happen to our real protagonist for love?

    Mei lying on the hospital bed fell asleep peacefully, but the doctor said she would wake up soon, so the nurses around her did not dare to close their eyes and kept staring at her.  But after two days, she didn't see her get up. Aunt Fen was a little confused, but she didn't give up, she still quietly waited for a miracle to appear.

    On the third day after leaving the operating room, Aunt Fen had just entered the ward when she noticed that Dodo's arm seemed to have moved. She asked the nurses nearby and they all said that she had not moved her.  As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone coughing. Aunt Fen hurried forward and found that Duo Duo should have woken up a long time ago, but her eyes were still wrapped in gauze, so she probably wasn't used to it. She thought it was still night!

    Aunt Fen hurriedly called the doctor, who checked her carefully again, and said with satisfaction: "The gauze can be taken off, the nurse will get the surgical scissors." So, several doctors and nurses walked around slowly.  Remove the gauze from Mei's eyes.  The careful doctor also asked the nurse to close the curtains so that Mei, who had not seen the sun for many days, could not stand the strong light.

    Mei only felt that there was darkness in front of her eyes, and suddenly her eyes felt relaxed. A ray of light seemed to hit her eyes directly, making her unable to open them.  After a long time, she opened her eyes secretly and looked out.  She was a little nervous when she found that there were many unfamiliar white coats standing around her.  Look around again.  Seeing that she could see, Aunt Fen was very happy, and hurriedly grabbed her hand, put her arms around her and said, "Duo Duo, you finally woke up."

    "Who are you? Why do you call me Dodo? Are you my mother? Why am I here? Where is this?" Mei, who was in a trance, kept asking several questions.  "Well, my good Duoduo, mother will tell you the truth later." Aunt Fen paused and said.  Thinking about how to make up a story to convince Mei, who has lost her memory.

    At this time, Wu Xuanjun's mother and father both came. They were very happy to see Mei who had regained consciousness and vision. They were about to go up to ask about the situation, but Aunt Fen stopped her.  Aunt Fen waved her hand, motioning for them to come out and talk.  After walking out of the ward, Aunt Fen told them the details.  They made some calculations and came up with a story, planning to let Aunt Fen conceal her truth.

    Aunt Fen, who had been planning for a long time, asked Wu Xuanjun's parents to go back first. She walked in hesitantly, looked at Mei who had already sat up, and wondered whether she should tell her that.  Mei Fa asked: "Mom, I haven't seen the scenery outside for a long time, take me out for a walk, and tell me by the way, what's wrong with me?"

    Aunt Fen nodded, and supported Mei into the wheelchair, because the doctor told her to rest more now, she couldn't walk around, so she used the wheelchair first.  Push her outside the hospital.

    Mei looked up at the sky, and above it was a blue sky.  How beautiful this blue sky is, I think about it all over my heart, but I can't think of anything to describe it.  The soft blue silk scarf is not as bright as it.  The smooth blue stone jade is not as brilliant as it.  Its blue is not so dark that it turns black, nor is it so pale that it turns white, but it is sparkling and shining, hanging in the sky like a piece of clear and quiet glass.  The sky is high and clean, and because of the reflection of the earth, the azure sky also seems to reveal a lovely emerald green, and the white clouds are floating gently, like white sails floating in the sea.

    Aunt Fen pushed the car to the grass, and the nurse next to her held an umbrella. Mei could only look around slowly through the umbrella. The snowflakes flying all over the sky were shining like silver flakes.  Soft as cotton.  The snow in my hometown flutters and dances freely, making everything so white and holy.

    The sky is full of snowflakes flying all over the sky, it is so magical.  The snowflakes flying all over the sky dance freely under the blowing of the breeze, like a holy goddess messenger, or like a beautiful Snow White coming to the world.

    The snowflakes fall gently from the sky, spinning constantly, so free, so undisciplined, and so romantic.  Snowflakes were reluctant to leave the big white stage of the sky, and landed on the ground that had already been covered with a layer of silver carpet.  There is also the grass hugged by snowflakes, like a picture of pure white.  The snowflakes hung on the willow branches, the willows turned into qiongzhiyu leaves, the snowflakes hung on the poplars, the poplars were all white, like Santa Claus, the snowflakes fell in the creek under the trees, the frozen  The creek is like a white silver chain.  Snowflakes are so white, whiter than clouds, brighter than silver, cleaner than jade, so bright and dazzling, it is the indescribable whiteness that is right in front of your eyes.

    The snowflakes are fluttering, bringing the spirit of the soul.  The snowflakes fluttered, and the snowflakes scrambled to fall from the sky.  Snow Flower may be obsessed with dancing on the big stage in the air, each of themTheir home¡ªflying out of the clouds, floating in the air as you squeeze each other, you look at me, I push you.  They floated slowly in the air, swaying from side to side, like a little girl walking in the forest, carelessly and thoughtfully,

    The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the flying flowers are like cotton balls, blown by the wind, full of joy, jumping and jumping, laughing and joking, free and unrestrained.  In this leisurely movement, we feel an indescribable but still feeling in people's hearts in Snowflake Fluttering. Is it because of her complete whiteness?  Or is it because of the silence of the snow?  Or her unique charm?  It is precisely because of this dynamic tranquility that we feel the warmth and beauty of fluttering snowflakes.  Maybe she is the portrayal of the ideal kingdom in people's hearts, so we exclaim her beauty.

    Snowflakes are fluttering, and a flawless world comes.  The snow was falling heavily, covering almost everything in my field of vision.  The white snow hangs down the curtain, pouring everything into it, creating a white world.  In this world, everything is white for you, white for me, and white for her, just let you be white, white is the real scene at that time, the sky is white, the ground is white, the upstairs is white, the trees are white, white  The world of the world, the white heart, and even our souls are all covered with makeup.

    The falling snowflakes are so cute, so chic, and even her dancing in the sky is so wonderful. She is a beautiful little swan, and she found her spiritual palace on the huge swan lake in the sky.

    Aunt Fen looked at Mei who was already absorbed, and said to her leisurely: "Do you remember why you named me Mei, nicknamed Duoduo?" "I don't know." Mei shook her head in confusion.  "When you were born, it was also snowing heavily. Just after you were born, your father carried you outside the hospital to show to your grandma. It happened that there were a few plum blossoms planted outside the hospital. The plum blossoms are so beautiful, so I gave it to you.  After taking this name, I hope you are as beautiful as plum blossoms, and not afraid of the cold like plum blossoms. That¡¯s why we always call you Duoduo.¡± (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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