Chapter 1849: For Ruan Mengmeng's Heart (2)

Chapter 1849 Changing Ruan Mengmeng's Heart (2)
Zhan Jia'er looked down and silent, making her look weak and pitiful.
Zhan Mo thought she was homesick. She stretched her palms and rubbed it on her hair: "Jiaer, in a few days the ship will be moored at a nearby port. When we turn to a private jet, we will soon return to country M. See father and mother. "
"Hmm ..." Zhan Jiaer nodded. "Brother, I really miss my parents."
Zhan Mo saw her sister look up, looked at him with a soft, dependent eye, and didn't feel a slight hook on her lips: "In just a few days, I can meet soon."
"Really?" Zhan Jia'er's soft eyes suddenly felt some sadness. "But ... I don't have much time to live. Brother, how much time can I spend with my parents?" Long or short, short or short, Jiaer, can't bear to them, can't bear to brother ... "
"Who said that only for one year, Professor Maestre didn't say all, as long as he found the right bone marrow ..."
"But even the bone marrow of the two cousins ​​of the Duan family did not match mine, how could it be so easy to find a suitable bone marrow?"
When Zhan Jiaer interrupted Zhan Mo, a sad expression appeared on her face: "Not to mention a matching heart ... One year, I can't wait at all. Brother, don't I have a long time to live? . "
Watching Zhan Jia'er bow her head, watching her silently cry, watching her look sad and sad.
For a moment, Zhan Mo wanted to tell Zhan Jiaer that Ruan Mengmeng was on the boat.
Her heart works.
However, when this thought flickered in his mind, Zhan Mo's entire body fell into a kind of cold rigidity.
Even his tongue seemed to be indifferent, his throat was hoarse, stuck there, as if he would never let him say this.
He is Zhan Mo, who loves Jiaer, his sister.
From an early childhood education and living environment, he told him to take whatever he wanted. Those ordinary people were not worthy of being fair to him.
However, the war desert once seemed completely changed in front of Ruan Mengmeng.
He couldn't say these words, and couldn't say any more-especially when this matter involved Ruan Mengmeng.
"... Brother?" Zhan Jia'er waited for a long time, but couldn't hear Zhan Mo's voice.
She didn't expect that even if she did this, she would say such sad words.
The elder brother who loved her the most was indifferent.
Zhan Mo is no longer Zhan Mo. He even Ruan Mengmeng was on the boat and he did not want to tell her.
"Jiaer, you can rest assured that your brother will find a way to prevent you from getting in trouble. You should rest well before thinking about it. I still have something to do and leave."
...
The atmosphere in the ward was too depressing, so that Zhan Mo did not know how to face Zhan Jiaer.
He stepped out of the cabin and came to the deck again, watching the blue sea in the distance and the cloudless sky in a line, taking a deep breath.
At this moment, the mother's phone call again.
Zhan Mo held his mobile phone, silent for a long time, and finally picked up the electricity
"Hey."
"Zhan Mo, why did it take so long to answer the phone. What happened to you, did you just hang up the phone?" Duan Xiuhui's voice came from the phone.
This was the voice of their mother, which was as gentle as ever, but faint with a condescending momentum.
"Oh, it's me. I just had something to deal with, so I hung up the phone." Zhan Mo's tone was as indifferent as ever. He was not used to intimacy even with his parents.
Duan Xiuhui doesn't seem to be surprised by his son's attitude.
She asked, "It's because of the girl named Ruan Mengmeng. How about it, did she get on board?"
(End of this chapter)