Italy and spoke fluent Italian. 。He is the best tour guide. 。First, I stayed in Milan for three days, visiting all the beautiful sights of Milan: the Pinacoteca di Brera → Teatro alla Scala → Duomo...Fang Jiaqi pushed Kaka as they strolled through the garden of the first terror organization. The sun was shining brightly today, a welcome change from the overcast days that had passed. The garden was filled with various flowers, their fragrance filling the air.

She chatted with him and tried to cheer him up, but it was clear that Kaka wasn't paying attention.

Fang Jiaqi stopped and sat down on a stone chair to the side, with a faint smile that was alluringly charming. "Nan Feng, what's wrong with you"

"When will Wushuang wake up"

Fang Jiaqi sighed, "You ask me, I don't know either."

"You are her attending physician."

"Nan Feng, even so, I don't know when Wu Shuang will wake up. You should understand that some things doctors can't control. I can only tell you that I will do everything I can to make her wake up," Fang Jiaqi said. Because Wu Shuang was very important to Kaka, if Wu Shuang died, Kaka would never be happy for the rest of his life, and he wouldn't smile again. So no matter what, Wu Shuang couldn't die.

Kaka sat quietly in his wheelchair. Fang Jiaqi didn't talk to him about the miraculous thing that had happened, instead she said, "Do you want to try walking a few steps"

"No, I'll just sit here by myself."

"Nan Feng..."

Kaka stared intently at the sky, a gentle breeze rustling around him, but he couldn't find peace. The sound of that one voice kept ringing in his ears: "Fool, I'm fine."

I'm fine, I'm fine.

For so many years, Wushuang had told him countless times that she was fine, that she wasn't hurt, that she was okay... Why did he always ignore her feelings Why did he always neglect her every time

Actually, he didn't want to hear Wushuang say these things at all. Every time she said "I'm fine," "I don't hurt," "I'm okay," or "I'm good," he felt like being punched, a dull ache in his chest. He didn't want to hear these meaningless words at all, but why, every time, did he not refute her He just listened for so many years.

He let out a long sigh, easing the ache in his chest. He was afraid that if he didn't breathe hard enough, the pain wouldn't subside.

He wanted to wake up without a care, and hear her say once more that she wasn't in pain. This time, he would surely understand her feelings deeply.

Actually, the queen has a princess's heart.

The prince didn't know how to cherish her, so this princess's heart was hurt over and over again. Finally, she refused to give him another look.

With a sigh, KaKa opened his eyes. Fang Jiaqi gently patted his shoulder, "She'll be fine, NanFeng. Don't be sad, because when you are sad, I am sad too."

"I want to drink water," Kaka said, Fang Jiaqi smiled, "Okay."

She glanced at him, turned to pour water. Zhu Que was behind them. Seeing Fang Jiaqi coming over, he waved his hand. Fang Jiaqi smiled and walked over, "Zhu Que, I'm really sorry, I came back so busy that I forgot to tell you, I brought you a gift, I'll give it to you tonight."

Zhu Que pulled Fang Jiaqi aside, "You're still smiling like that, you're not worried at all"

"What are you worried about"

Zhu Que gave her a look, she and Fang Jiaqi were the same age and had the best relationship. It was inevitable to worry about her good sister, "Nan Feng and Mo Wu Shuang ah."

Fang Jiaqi's smile subsided slightly, but quickly returned. "You're thinking too much. Wushuang is in grave danger now. It's normal for Nanfeng to be worried and distressed. Zhuque, I tell you, don't intentionally say things that might reach the ears of the Mo brothers."

"I didn't mean to. These are just facts." Zhu Que said, she was a smart woman too, so naturally she understood what Fang Jiaqi meant, "You really have no conscience, I'm not worried about you."

"I know you're worried about me, but some things shouldn't be said, and you didn't say them properly." Fang Jiaqi said, pausing for a moment, "Think carefully for yourself. If Nan Feng heard these words, what would he do"

"How could he do that"

“Don’t try to deny it, do you dare say that in front of Nan Feng” Fang Jiaqi smiled at her, pulling her hand. “Alright, I won’t say more. Some things you understand in your heart. It’s useless for me to say anything more. Wushuang’s life and death are unknown, and I’m worried too, just like Nan Feng, I hope she’ll wake up.”

"You're truly generous," Zhuque said coldly.

Fang Jiaqi smiled, "If you like someone, you'll tolerate everything about them. I won't say more, I'll find you tonight."

"Great!"

Zhu Que turned and left. Fang Jiaqi put her hands in the pockets of her white coat and shook her head slightly. As she turned, she saw Zhou Muhua. She greeted him openly, and Zhou Muhua nodded. He had heard everything she just said.

"Mu Han, is there anything you want to tell me" Fang Jiaqi smiled softly. She was always gentle and elegant, a true lady. When she smiled like this, few people could refuse her request, and even fewer had the heart to deceive or hurt her.

Zhou Muhan has always been taciturn, "No!"

Fang Jiaqi smiled and turned to pour water for Ye Kaka. Zhou Muhan watched her back thoughtfully. This woman was gentle and generous, and her personality matched Ye Kaka's very well. The two of them together felt a lot like Chu Li and Rong Yan.

Zhou Muhan is somewhat partial, there's no way around it, friendships are different.

One person hurried past. Zhou Muhan frowned, "Running for what"

That person paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Miss Chu is here."

Zhou Muhan, who usually had narrowed eyes, suddenly flashed a bright light, like a blooming flower.

As soon as the plane stopped, ChuChu got off. The girl was about eighteen years old and exceptionally beautiful. Especially her eyes, big and round, sparkling like water on her fair face. Her features were already delicate, but these eyes added countless charms to her. She wore a light green dress and white canvas shoes, the hem of her skirt swaying like green leaves brushing against each other, like a little fairy raised in the forest.

“Mu Han gege…” Chu Chu raised her hand, smiling brightly, like a happy butterfly dancing in the air, rushing into Zhou Mu Han’s open embrace. The sweet fragrance filled the air, and the little girl’s joyful laughter kept ringing in his ears.

"How did you run back" Zhou Muhua put down his hand, a gentle kiss falling on her brow. Chu Chu's face turned pink, like cherry blossoms dancing in March.

"I heard that Big Brother and Sister WuShuang were injured, so I came back to see them, and by the way, to see you," ChuChu said coquettishly, raising her chin. Zhou MuHan pinched her cheek, "Which one is by the way"

Chu Chu smiled and dodged, "Humph, just coincidentally!"

Chu Chu is the daughter of Chu Li and Rong Yan. Her given surname is Chu, her given name is Chu. In fact, Chu Chu was originally just her nickname, but later everyone called it out of habit, so she used it as her real name. This little girl is everyone's beloved treasure.

The first terrorist organization treated her like a treasure, from top to bottom. cheongsam. It was a very traditional cheongsam, navy blue, silk. Warmth rarely saw such a blue, it wasn't dim, it was a very elegant dark blue, a little more suppressed than the blue sky, looking ver...