"Qinglan, these are all things," Yu Wenchen finished, and Su's mother burst into tears. Su's father, who was only fifty years old, was still very young, but in those eyes that were once extremely shrewd,
At this time, there was also too much pain. His son, that was his only son.
Xiang Qinglan nodded, which meant that she had finished listening. However, her heart was beating numbly, and she seemed to have no feeling at all. The pain lasted too long, and she was really numb.
Su Zhetuo, the man she loved before, what happened to him now? Thinking of him, his past and present are blurred in front of her eyes. She no longer knows how long it has been since she thought about him.
Well, if she hadn't encountered something like this today, maybe she would have forgotten the man who hurt her the most.
She doesn't hate or complain, it's just because she doesn't love her anymore, just like he once did to her.
Because you don't love, you can be hurt, because you don't love, you can bully, and she is the same now, because she doesn't love, so there will be no pain or pain.
"How is he?" She took out a pen and paper and wrote on the bottom of the paper without paying any attention to Su's father and mother's surprised look. She was mute, and that was just her muteness.
Yu Wenchen let out a sigh of relief. Such a couple really makes people feel painful. They were very good before, but why have they become like this now? They are so injured and so disabled. What is it?
Who hurt whom, and who wronged whom?
"Qing Lan, I have been looking for you for many days, and the only person who can help me now is you," Yu Wenchen clenched his hand on the table with a very sad tone. Su's father and mother Su also looked at it at the same time.
Looking at her with such expectation made her feel very heavy.
What can she do? She is a mute, a pregnant woman, and she is not a doctor.
Lowering her head, her eyes became a little hazy. Intermittently, she could no longer see clearly everything in front of her. Only Yu Wenchen's voice came, talking about everything, and Su's mother's crying from time to time. But, her heart
She was still numb. She didn't feel anything about what they said.
In her heart, she lost everything when she lost Qing.
In a high-end ward, some gray light came out. There were no lights inside. There was only a man sitting in front of the window. His eyes were empty and without any focus, but the facial features hidden in the darkness were very bright.
His handsome eyes were just as haloed as stars. At this time, there was only an empty color. Is this retribution? His eyes were blind. He lowered his head, and there was nothing in his dull eyes. He sat on a
Sitting on a silver wheelchair with a blanket covering his legs, he looked like a twilight old man, just waiting quietly for the passage of time.
There was a snap, but he still didn't move, but he knew someone had come in. He couldn't see it, but his hearing was getting better, and he knew it was the sound of turning on the light.
"There's no need to open it," the cold voice didn't have any fluctuations in it. He was still looking outside, and there was actually nothing at the fixed point.
"For a blind man, there is no difference between opening up and not opening up." Came a quiet voice, and you could faintly hear some self-recrimination and self-abandonment.
The person who walked in just stood there, looking at the man who had completely lost all his glory. For a moment, he didn't know how to react.
This was once the man who stood at the highest level. He was once the man who moved the wind and rain. He was once the man who could decide the lives and deaths of thousands of people with just one word from him. However, at this time, he had nothing left.
.
Without his eyes, he cannot see everything outside. Without his legs, he can only sit here. He has become a useless person, a man who has no will to live, and can even be a walking zombie. And he is no longer a human being.
Accept this kind of life.
His retinal detachment and his broken legs are all ailments that cannot be cured easily. In addition, he has been facing various treatments, so it is already impossible for him to get better.
He himself has given up, let alone others.
"Why don't you go out?" The man's thin lips opened and closed gently, and he could still feel the sound of breathing in the room. He had been standing here for a long time. Is it fun to watch a blind man?
"Let me see you," it was a woman's voice, her hair seemed to have a touch of hoarseness and darkness,
"What's there to see?" The man raised his eyelids and already heard the woman's voice. It was her, Gong Ruxue.
"Are you really going to give up treatment?" There was some uncertainty in the woman's voice.
"Yes," he replied without any hesitation. Yes, he wanted to give up treatment. He didn't want to do an operation that was not very certain. He regarded all this as repaying a debt, because he could use his own hands to create.
He made a lot of wealth. However, it was also these hands that made him do something that even he himself could not forgive.
His eyes have never been able to see his own heart. What's the point of growing them? It would be better to be blind.
Gong Ruxue stood not far from him, her face was still wrapped with some gauze, and there were some faint blood stains through the gauze. Among the three people, she was the luckiest. She didn't have any major injuries, except for her face.
There were no major injuries except for one wound on his face, and the wounds on his face were definitely not going to leave any scars.
It's just that the man in front of him is completely ruined. He is not yet thirty years old, has no eyes, and no legs. No matter how handsome and rich he is, he is just a cripple.
"If you want to leave, just leave. Anyway, we are not married. You have received enough from me." The man turned the wheelchair and faced her. Of course, he could not see her, but
It was his hearing that already told her the exact location where this woman was standing.
Gong Ruxue bit her bloodless lips. She was now less lustrous than before. She had a scar on her face, and she didn't put on any makeup. She looked like an ordinary woman, with a smooth face.
Not much better.
"Tuo, you can be treated," she paused for a long time, still repeating the topic. She stared at the man whom Jean was obsessed with, and she still felt that her heart was beating, but... she couldn't do it anymore.
Living with him, he is still a Soviet-style CEO, but now he is a cripple and a blind man. She wants to be with him, but it is useless to just rely on his identity. She is still young, and she is still
There is a long way to go. She loves him, but can love be food or eyes?