Ke'er called Leng Jianan over and over again, but no one answered her. A nurse seemed to have an impression of this name. Seeing Ke'er looking anxiously, she asked: "Is he a wounded person sent from the highway in City A?"

Ke'er said with a look of surprise: "Yes, yes, where is he?"

"He jumped out of the car and ran away as soon as he arrived at the hospital," the nurse said.

If he ran away, where would he go? He must have gone to find her. Ke'er felt excited and ran outside the hospital like crazy.

Lin Shaofeng desperately caught up with her: "Ke'er, don't be anxious."

"He must have gone back to the apartment, take me back, Shao Feng," Ke'er said with tears on her face.

They miss each other so much, why do they need to separate? She wants to see him doing well, and then they can also do well.

Lin Shaofeng nodded, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, Ke'er opened the car door and rushed into the community.

Suddenly, a voice echoed softly in her ears like a holy voice: "Ke'er"

She settled her steps and turned sideways. She saw Leng Jianan's face covered with blood. Her Leng Jianan

He has run to her side

"Jianan..." Ke'er's vision went dark and she fainted in his arms.

The two of them sat facing each other quietly. The injury on Leng Jianan's forehead had been simply bandaged.

The pebble that broke through the window missed Leng Jianan's temple by only 0.5 centimeters. If so, who would be looking at him at this moment?

If she was buried by rubble in that earthquake, who would look at her so affectionately and tenderly?

Compared with death, what does it mean to be a lover or a spurned mistress? Is there any sorrow greater than death, and any pain greater than separation?

Tears slid down Ke'er's face. Leng Jianan's hand gently held her face, and his thumb rubbed the corners of her eyes over and over again.

Ke'er turned her face slightly and said sadly: "Does it mean that my only destiny is to be a lover?"

"Who dares to say that you are a lover, Ke'er, no one dares to say." Leng Jianan hugged her over and kissed her hair, "You are not a lover, you are my lover, Ke'er, I love you, love you

I have owed you this sentence for too long."

"Actually, how come I don't know that you love me?" Ke'er sobbed softly, "But as long as she is a woman, she wants to hear those three words told to her by the person she loves."

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First of all, I would like to wish the children who are working today good luck in their work, and I wish those students who are still on vacation a happy holiday! Then I owe you two chapters last night, and I deliberately published them all at once this morning in order to have a better tear-jerking effect!
Chapter completed!