Her thin body and her entire field of vision began to tremble silently, and she felt a numb pain like an electric shock. The soreness on the tip of her nose made her eyes wet. She tightly held on to the two tires on her side, like a drowning person desperately clinging to the driftwood, pushing
After a long time, the tire was finally pushed, and the wheelchair turned and slid crookedly towards the elevator in the corridor.
Ling Yansen stared at her tightly curled up back, as if she was afraid of getting hurt. His gloomy eyes were scratched by her crazy look. The bones of his clenched fists made a rattling sound. He ran after him and grabbed the wheelchair, holding his whole body
She hugged him coldly, and their faces were close to each other. Her tears quickly slipped into his neck and went down his chest, making his heart tremble.
It was lonely and silent, with only the huge grief going back and forth between the two of them.
"Why did you do this to me? He hurt me, and five years later, you brought a bastard to hurt me too. I'm really sad...I can't tell where it hurts, but I was almost dead from the pain.
” she sobbed.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He apologized over and over again in her ear. He already regretted it.
"You are so cruel! I thought you treated me the best, but I didn't expect that all you care about in the end is just him, your Ling family! I tell you, until the day I die, don't even think that I will accept that bastard!"
"But Maomao is the best person in the world who can fill the emptiness in your heart. She can do things that even I can't do!"
"No! As soon as I saw that similar face, I couldn't help but want to vomit, and I couldn't help but torture myself! Can you take me away? Yansen, just think of me as begging you, I really can't stand it anymore
!”
"Man Yin, why don't you give it a try? I thought love would make you stop worrying so much." Ling Yansen smiled bitterly and persisted.
However, Man Yin was as cold as ice, and her beautiful face was as pale as paper. She shouted at him decisively, "Well, let me tell you, with her, without me, without me, without her! If you insist on forcing me, I will die in front of you immediately.
!”
Ling Yansen's eyes darkened, filled with black despair, and he looked sad, "I can understand, Man Yin, I won't force you anymore, and I won't let you see Maomao again. I'm too stubborn, you have yours."
You can choose your position."
Man Yin was exhausted, panting, and weakly flicked her hands, "Don't say anything. I will never suffer the hurt I suffered five years ago again in five years! Send me back."
After a while, the corridor cooled down and returned to the quietness that it should have in the middle of the night.
At the door of the ward, in a white light, black shadows moved silently. In the silence, Qingwu's head poked out from the edge of the door.
Her expression was unpredictable, and the only thing that could be seen clearly on her solemn face was her overwhelmed expression, which was complicated, worried, surprised, and frightening.
If Su Wen's words before were just a pebble thrown into the calm lake, then the wonderful dialogue between Ling Yansen and Manyin just now undoubtedly turned into a storm. How many unknown secrets are hidden in the no longer calm lake?