Come Back to Me

"We will definitely live for a few more years. I still have a lot of things to do, and I still have a lot of things to like. You must do it for me."

Gary's face became paler and paler, and cold sweat began to seep from his forehead. Wendy held him tightly and suddenly felt an unprecedented warmth. She held Gary and greedily breathed his breath.

After a long pause, Gary didn't say anything. Wendy felt a little annoyed and couldn't help saying, "You always talk so little. If I keep talking, will you dislike me?"

Hearing no answer from Gary, Wendy felt a little strange. When she raised her head, she saw a particularly pale face. At the same time, her face changed. She looked at Gary nervously and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable again? "

All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. It seemed that God would not let her live well, or even enjoy such a luxurious happiness. After hearing what Wendy asked, Gary lowered his head and looked at her. "It's okay. I'm fine. Don't think too much!"

Wendy looked at him seriously. Of course, he knew what she was thinking. A hint of panic and tension flashed through his black eyes, but soon he calmed down. He looked at her feebly and said with a smile, "It's okay. Don't think too much. You know that both of us are ill."

"Be a good girl. It's just a little pain. I'm much better now."

Wendy looked at him nervously and shook her head, "No, we're going to the hospital!"

After saying that, she was about to stand up. But Gary pushed her back to the chair and said softly, "I'm fine. Help me put on my clothes!" He looked at her with a smile, but she still looked at him stubbornly. Gary said helplessly, "If you keep doing this, I won't want you. Go home by yourself!"

"You've married me. Where else do you want me to go? I don't have a home. I really don't have a home. I only have you. So you must be good to me. You can't abandon me! "

Hearing that, Gary bent down and kissed her lips affectionately. He nodded and promised, "Wendy, I love you so much. How can I be willing to leave you? I haven't taken a good look at my bride yet! "

cry. I don't know how to put on clothes. I want you to help me put

at him. She stood up and pulled him to the bedside to let him sit down. Then she smiled like a naughty girl. She began to tear up Gary's clothes rudely. Seeing that, Gary could do nothing but look at her

was the traditional bridegroom clothes. His pale face was more and more obvious in dark light. As soon as Wendy helped him change the clothes, Gary suddenly lay down on the bed. His sudden reaction startled Wendy. She didn't let out a long sigh of relief until Gary pulled her into his arms. "You're making a mountain out of a molehill. I just felt a little uncomfortable just

you were leaving me,"

your fault.

several days to live. How can you expect your husband

face, Wendy reached out her small hand and covered his lips. "Don't talk nonsense. I will

finished speaking, he held Wendy into his

should be satisfied with the marriage, shouldn't she? At least, she was not alone when

Wendy couldn't help but feel a little lonely. She hugged him tightly and said softly,

pale. He deliberately held her tighter and pressed her head on his chest, so that she wouldn't see his pale face when she looked up. Seeing that he didn't say anything,

lonely, "I just

even more heartbroken when she didn't hear his reply for a long time. Just like Ben, in the past, he just didn't speak, and only she kept talking. Suddenly, she found that the man she met by accident was so similar

a cold voice came from above her head, "You

raised her head abruptly. But before she could see his face, her head was pressed into his arm again. So she had to continue to nestle

you want?" Said Gary suddenly.

speak, Gary continued to say seriously, "You should know that I can't give

hugged him tightly, with her melancholy eyes somewhat dull, and tears kept rolling down. "I don't want anything. I just want to live with you. You can't leave me. I tell you, I used to be a playful child. I used to enjoy myself. This time, I don't have to play by myself. You have to help

you now? How can you still call yourself a child shamelessly? Besides, you have to fold

acted like a spoiled child in his arms, "I don't care. Anyway, you have to help