The sun is so bright that it shines brightly, with a sad color.
The spring in Liuli City is dazzlingly bright and sunny. People living in this city are busy and never tired of it.
The hospitals in this city are so white that they have a holy aura.
There is a large hospital on the outskirts of Liuli City. The hospital's red cross sign shines in the sun, and the all-white building stands in an independent space.
From time to time, angels in white clothes pass by in twos and threes in the corridor of the hospital. From time to time, the footsteps of angels in white clothes can be heard in the quiet space. The strong smell of medicine in the hospital floats in the air as before.
In a small single ward in the corridor, sunlight shines in through the white curtains, adding a little bit of life to the space.
The breeze blew by, lifting up the white curtains, and the cotton gauze-like edges of the curtains were slightly rolled up by the wind, fluttering twice, like a silent painful struggle.
"Xiao Xuan... no, Xue Shao... Xiao Xuan..." A sudden murmur broke the quiet atmosphere.
The breeze seemed to be frightened. It was blowing gently just now, but now it has slipped away quietly and I didn't dare to disturb it.
Everything is calm, but it doesn't seem to be calm.
His eyes moved over to the big white bed.
The sun couldn't bear to open the curtain, but it had to illuminate the weak, pale, bloodless face of the man on the bed. The bright sunshine passed through the beautiful eyebrows of the woman on the bed. It had no intention of leaving a sad color, but it still accidentally closed the locked door.
The brow remained on her forehead.
"No...Xue Shao...Huo Zhengjun..." The man on the hospital bed was clutching the sheets with both hands, causing them to wrinkle into a ball, and his head was struggling and twisting.
She kept her eyes tightly closed from beginning to end, and her long and thick eyelashes covered her eyes. Her eyebrows trembled slightly, and a crystal liquid overflowed from the corners of her eyes from time to time, falling on the bed sheets, blending into the cotton, and melting.
The long black hair is spread behind the head, soft and long, in sharp contrast with the white sheets.
Her face cannot be seen clearly, because her face is tightly wrapped with white gauze. It is unclear how many layers of gauze are wrapped around it, but the bright red that penetrates from the thick and tight gauze indicates the fact that that
It was this woman who was seriously injured.
The nightmare entangled her, and the pain spread in her heart. The sunshine was infinitely good, but the dreams were infinitely cruel, chasing her closely, causing her to struggle in pain. Her chapped, bloodless lips kept moving, and there was pain in her whisper.
She dreamed that Huo Zhengjun, who looked exactly like her, stared at her with hatred in his eyes. She kept backing up, but Huo Zhengjun suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle her... She was so frightened that she was unable to struggle. She wanted to die, but something flashed through her mind.
Xiaoxuan’s smiling face…
She dreamed that Xue Shao said to her with a cold face, "I have never known that a woman named Lan Ruge lives in this world. In my eyes, the one who lives is Huo Zhengjun, the woman I love most in my life."
And you, not her, I want you to disappear from this world... She was extremely shocked, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she accepted the gun he pointed at... But Xiaoxuan's smiling face passed through her mind...
She dreamed that Xiaoxuan hugged her and called his mother, telling her not to leave. He missed his mother so much... His heart ached, and he burst into tears...
She dreamed that she still had love and the capital of love...
However, the reality is so cruel.
"Xiao Xuan..." With a sudden cry, Ru Ge woke up from the nightmare, but his forehead was already covered with sweat.
"Ruge, if you wake up, I'll be relieved."
He immediately leaned over and looked at Ruge who had woken up from above, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The face of the visitor dilated in Ruge's crystal pupils, and Ruge immediately recognized that face, "... Yueran..." She was still weak, so she called the person in her memory in a low voice...
"Ru Ge, are you awake? You're worried about me." Yue Ran sat down and held Ru Ge's hand in shock.
It stands to reason that meeting old friends should be a great surprise. It is basic courtesy to talk freely and greet them with a smile.
However, at this moment, Ruge has no capital to laugh.
Her crystal clear eyes blinked twice with some fatigue. The white layout of the hospital passed through her pupils, and the strong smell of medicine jumped from the tip of her nose.
Ruge suddenly turned his head slowly and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. His whole person was in a quiet state. Except for the low cry of "Yueran" just now, there was no sound. He just looked out the window quietly.
, let the pain spread in my heart and throughout my body...
"Ruge, where have you been in the past few years? Why is there no news about you?"
"Oh, by the way, Ruge, why are you alone in the wilderness in the western suburbs?"
"Did someone rob you? Why did you fall alone in a pool of blood? Who was so cruel to hurt you like this?"
Maybe Yueran had too much curiosity, maybe Yueran wanted to care about Ruge, maybe Yueran wanted to get clues from Ruge about her friend's past years, Yueran began to ask questions in succession.
"Oh, also, I saw a tombstone where I found you, which said Xue Shao's beloved. What on earth is going on? Aren't you Xue Shao's favorite person? Could it be Xue Shao's current wife Huo Zhenghui?
Jealous, she helped you build a tomb first, and then killed someone to silence you? That’s not right... If that’s the case, how could she kill herself in the foot and establish someone as Xue Shao’s true love?”
Tears fell quietly, rolling down one after another, rolling into the neck, burning the skin, the pain grew and spread silently...
"Hey~ Ruge, why are you crying? It's all my fault. I won't go on about it...you have a good rest."
The crystal tears stung Yue Ran's heart. She stood up helplessly in distress and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ruge's eyes with her hands.
Looking at her eyes filled with scars and grief, Yue Ran felt heavy pain in her heart.
Although she didn't know what happened to Ruge, one thing she could understand was that she was having a very bad life and was in pain.
A person who was once so tolerant, a person who once had a smile as bright as a flower, is now so injured that he is left alone and fallen, unable to take root when falling to the ground, and unable to grow green anymore.
Yue Ran squeezed the quilt for Ru Ge, walked out, and closed the door for Ru Ge.
The whole space became quiet again, and a feeling of loneliness and pain filled the sky, pressing into my heart and making me suffocate.
Ruge was still just looking out the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, looking at the white clouds floating in the sky like silk.
Once upon a time, she warned herself countless times that no matter how painful it was, the sun would still rise tomorrow, the sky would still be blue, the clouds would still be white, and life would still be beautiful.
The longing she once had was so tenacious and beautiful, and she could grit her teeth and endure the pain that was so dark and dark. But now, the dream is no longer, those tomorrows have become despair... What kind of love does she still have...