"Hello, Miss, this is England Hospital. Is Mr. Yi Shi a relative of yours? He fainted and was taken to the hospital... The address is..."
Fluent English was smoothly passed into her right ear.
There was a loud explosion in her mind.
How did he get hurt?
However, without asking these questions, she just said lightly: "Thank you."
Then he hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and faced the silence of the room.
Shaohua was in a daze.
She held her cell phone and stared at Fengtian's number. Should she call it or not?
To go or not to go?
It became a tangle in her mind.
She pressed Fengtian's number over and over again and it disappeared. After many times, she finally dialed the number. Before the call was connected, her fingers suddenly cut off.
Hold the phone with a little force.
She raised her head numbly, her mind went blank, and she remembered how pale and helpless he looked in his room that day.
She never knew that pride could be so fragile.
I want to be fragile and have a child.
Curling up on the sofa, there was only one person, it was extremely deserted, and she had a strange feeling.
In my mind, everything is a fleeting shadow, that kiss, and those words...
There are also such helpless and sad eyes, telling her...
Shaohua, do you believe me?
Shaohua, why are you forcing me?
Shaohua, do you really want to know?
She finally understood why his expression was so confused and entangled at that time.
She finally knew how he felt when he told her!
She finally knew that deep down in his heart, he did not want to hurt her...
Moments like this, calls like that, made her whole heart suddenly twitch for him.
And those trauma medicines quietly placed beside the pillow...
It's always him, it's all him,,,,, everything she has seems to be given by him.
Lying in bed, should she give up her imagination? Can sleep make her forget all those things that she shouldn't care about in the first place?
