After a group of reporters left, the corridor was empty again, deep and quiet, maintaining their original situation.

Qin Yi walked step by step towards the end of the corridor, where the intensive care unit was the place where the woman he loved most in his life was lying.

He changed his clothes, and the wound on his left shoulder had been treated while changing his clothes.

The long broken hair covered his deep and bottomless black eyes. His heart was very complicated at this moment, and his steps stopped.

If you go in and see her, what should you say? If you go in and see her, what expression should you use to face her?

Should I turn back first? It’s still time to look back now, and once I go in, I can’t look back again.

He leaned his body and glanced at the door less than one meter away from him, squinting at the long and silent corridor beside him.

His eyebrows were furrowed, and a complex look appeared on his firm face. The corners of his lips were tightly pursed into a line. He was emitting something unknown.

After a century of release, he lifted his numb feet and leaned a little bit. He walked step by step towards the door less than one meter away from him.

The action was escaping, but the heart could not escape. Thinking that her desire was swallowed up like darkness, he could only hide in the corner of the light, struggled, and fought to fight the beasts. In the end, he could not resist the tide that surged in his heart, and could only defeat him, follow the guidance of his heart, and also follow his consciousness to fly into the flames.

His body was straight. Looking closely, you could still see that his whole body was trembling, his steps were a little staggering, and his steps were messy.

The slender fingers with clear bones gently twisted the door lock and gently pushed open the door. The room was silent. The darkness in the room suddenly enveloped his entire body. The darkness around him could not see everything inside. Only the long-sleeved white dress he was wearing and the monitor that he had been working for twenty-four hours shining in the darkness.

Walking to the window, pulling the stretched curtains with your hands, the light coming from outside instantly shines in every corner of the darkness, and the room also presents the light that should be there during the day.

Turning sideways, his black eyes suddenly caught the person lying on the bed. His little face was still pale and his eyes were still closed, as if he was asleep.

The black eyes casually glanced at the monitor beside her that showed her heartbeat index, and the corners of her lips, which were pursed into one, twitched slightly.

Will she feel very painful, will she hear him talking, will she hear the pain in his heart like thousands of arrows piercing through his heart and being torn apart by someone, will she know how much he hates himself?

He walked to the bed with his long legs, pulled open the bench and made it down, staring at the person in front of him without blinking.

"Do you hate me very much? So you would rather keep your eyes closed than look at me." The raised fingers reached on the little face he had missed for twelve years, and his fingers touched tremblingly.

"Do you know? I'm going to the battlefield tomorrow. My most need now is your support and encouragement." He smiled softly: "But that's just a luxury."

His fingertips lingered on the oxygen hood, his tone was a little helpless: "I was thinking, what would you do if this time was not as lucky as the previous two times?"

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Chapter completed!