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241. If no one comes to love you, I will love you.

It only takes a moment to fall in love with someone, but it takes forever to forget someone.

In the past, if anyone showed off this sentence in front of him, Han Siyou would kick him and roll him away.

He always believed that it was a matter of love between a man and a woman. At least he would not fall in love at first sight.

When it was really his turn, he realized that those words in Fengyue were not completely lies. Sometimes he really couldn't help himself.

"Han Siyou, are you okay?" Cen Kexin pushed him gently.

This is the second time she has seen Han Siyou lose control, both times for the same person. Although she doesn't know what happened between them, she is already sure who the woman in Han Siyou's heart is.

Liang Yimo, a very ordinary name, yet captured this man's heart.

Han Siyou didn't even look at Cen Kexin, left her and left the ward.

"Hey, Han Siyou, wait a minute!" Cen Kexin shouted after him.

Han Siyou's footsteps did not stop at all. Cen Kexin was afraid of losing him, so she limped behind him regardless of her injured leg. So a scene like this was staged in the corridor of the hospital. A delicate beauty followed him.

Behind the handsome man, he pursues him so hard that people can't help but think that this man is a heartless man, and passers-by look at Han Siyou with contempt.

Han Siyou strode forward. Ever since he watched helplessly Liang Yimo being taken away by Ye Chen but unable to do anything, his mood had not been very good.

Did his letting go bring Liang Yimo happiness, but why was he unhappy when he saw her?

The man's handsome facial features looked as if they were carved from marble, with sharp edges and corners, a pair of evil eyes showing a bit of indifference, and an uncertain face. Wherever he went, passers-by moved out of the way, forming a smooth passage.

"Han Siyou...wait..."

The people behind you have been persevering, not giving up, and following closely, fearing that if you take a step slower, the people in front will disappear.

The voice was sweet and greasy. Han Siyou hated this kind of woman the most, but the voice behind him made his heavy heart feel much better. It was like water irrigating a field that had been dry for a long time and flowing gently through his heart.

It nourished his heart, and his feet slowed down unconsciously.

At this time, Han Siyou had already walked out of the hospital door, and Cen Kexin followed behind him panting. Men and women were incomparable. She vowed to exercise more in the future.

Cen Kexin put her hand on Han Siyou's arm and held him tightly with both hands, panting, "Huh... I finally caught up with you... Why did you run so fast? I came with you after all..."

Han Siyou looked down at her and frowned, "What's going on with your head?"

"Ah?" Cen Kexin touched her forehead dully. The blood had dried up and formed scabs. Then she grinned and said, "It's okay, it just hit me!"

She wouldn't say that this was the scar left after he braked hard and hit the car window three days ago. She thought he wouldn't notice it because his mind had been on the woman named Liang Yimo, so how could he notice her?

.

But now she felt happy, and she didn't expect that he would pay attention to her.

Han Siyou's eyes were dark, and a strange light flashed as he looked at her limping leg, "Where's the leg?"

No, this man's eyes were so handsome. Cen Kexin looked like a nymphomaniac and laughed dryly, "Uh...hehe...it's okay...it'll be fine after a while."

The man's face turned dark, very scary. Cen Kexin couldn't help but shrink back. When she felt her body hanging in the air, she was frightened and struggled, "Ah... what are you doing?"

After saying that, her face turned red, and the smell of musk filled her nose. This was a smell she was very familiar with. She felt a sense of security when her head hit her broad and strong chest.

A cool voice came from above the head, "Cen Kexin, if you get hurt following me, don't follow me again!"

As a result, they returned to the hospital they had just walked out of. Cen Kexin buried her head in the man's chest, avoiding those strange eyes, and allowed him to hold her and keep walking.

This feeling was really good. If possible, she hoped it would last forever.

"The wound on the head is not serious, but girls should still pay attention to it. On the face, it is best not to let the wound touch water in the past two days. The fracture of the calf requires a plaster. Rest for a while to heal quickly."

The doctor who was bandaging Cen Kexin spoke in a leisurely manner, and continued to apply the plaster cast on Cen Kexin without stopping.

Cen Kexin's head could no longer be lowered. She wanted to whisper to the doctor to stop talking. If he kept talking, Han Siyou might not let her follow him in the future.

She didn't dare to look at the man's expression. Ever since the doctor told her about the condition of her wound, the man's face had been dark.

In this way, she can think that he also cares about her and is not as cold and heartless as he seems on the surface.

"Third Young Master, it seems that this young lady will be hospitalized here for observation for a few days. Her leg looks very serious. If you are not careful, it will affect her walking in the future."

Although Cen Kexin had already winked at the doctor, the doctor didn't seem to notice her at all and ruthlessly told the man in front of her her actual condition.

It's over, it's over. The man just said that if she was injured, she couldn't follow him. Wouldn't he notify her parents now?

He tugged on the man's sleeve, waited for him to look down, and put on a pitiful expression, "I promise, this is the last time, and I won't hurt myself again. Just don't tell my parents, okay?"

I won't bother you anymore, okay?" It's weird not to bother you. When I get better, I will stick to you every day so that you don't have time to find other women.

Cen Kexin thought so in her heart.

Han Siyou was deep in thought, when he felt someone tugging on his sleeve, he lowered his head and looked at Cen Kexin. A pair of watery eyes flashed in front of him. The girl's pink face looked at him expectantly. For a moment

He stood there stunned, his heartbeat missing a beat.

"Is that good?" Cen Kexin asked again.

Han Siyou said coldly, "Let go!" He pulled out his sleeve with force, looked at the wrinkled sleeve, and frowned.

Cen Kexin secretly screamed in her heart. Han Siyou hated seeing wrinkles in her clothes. Her clothes were always neat and well-fitted. How could she do anything that made him annoying?

"I didn't mean it, how about I wash it for you!" She quickly apologized.

"No need." Han Siyou had already taken off his jacket. He was only wearing a purple shirt. The two buttons on the chest were not buttoned, exposing his sexy chest and showing a hint of charm. Cen Kexin thought that no one could wear purple like Han.

Si You is so stylish.

They were already in the ward at this time. This was a VIP ward with all the household appliances. The doctor had already retreated. Cen Kexin wanted to say something more and tried to think of a way to prevent him from telling his parents, but he saw Han Siyou's eyes.

Left outside the window.

The scenery of the hospital can be seen just outside the window of this ward. Ye Shao and Liang Yimo, who were supposed to have left, suddenly appeared there. The two were pulling each other, but suddenly Ye Shao fiercely kissed Liang Yimo's lips.

The two struggled for a while, and then began to kiss wildly as if no one was watching.

Cen Kexin looked at Han Siyou cautiously. The deep disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed and made her feel heartbroken.

Cen Kexin didn't know where she could muster the courage. She used her small body to hug the man in front of her tightly, "Han Siyou, if no one comes to love you, I will love you!"


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