Chapter 1198 : Misunderstanding! Life and death are boundless 16
"Hospital owner, do you want to stay for a simple meal?" She asked very lightly, like a casual sentence. It makes people feel that there is no meaning to keep people, but it doesn't mean to drive them away. She has a good tone. She has a good tone.
Just right.
However, it was not the case in Murong Jing's ears. Because he knew her and deeply understood that strangers might think that this sentence could be kept or not, but he could hear that she was driving the guest
It's right.
He said that he would not disturb her life. Is it considered disturbing today? I couldn't help but cross the boundary, but my mood kept thinking and rising and falling! But even so, he felt very satisfied... no
There should be so many luxury hopes.
She was calm and composed in front of her, as if she had no movement.
"I'm sorry. Today... I'm sorry. There will be no second time." Murong Jing left sadly.[
When I stepped out of the threshold, I paused, but the lonely back added a little sadness.
Su'er secretly held her eyes, and just this glance, her calm eyes were filled with pain. It was not that she had no pain, but that she was better at hiding her own pain than ordinary people. It was not that she was heartbroken, but... she was no longer
Will easily express sadness in front of others.
Three years have passed, three years have passed.
But it seems like yesterday!
That scene is repeated in my mind every day, repeating in my dreams, life and death are all in the dark.
How can she forget it? How can she let it go if she can't forget it?
...
After supper, night has come.
The children were all asleep, and Xiaorong coaxed them to sleep.
Su'er watched quietly on the chair beside her.
"Miss, why haven't you forgiven me yet? Look at you so cruel!" Xiaorong was embarrassing Murong Jing.
"I have never hated him, nor blamed him, so... I can't say whether I'm forgiven or not."
"I can't understand." It sounded so happy, Xiaorong really didn't understand. "There is no hatred, no resentment, but why can't we be together? The more we talk, the more confused we become."
Su'er sighed quietly, brushed off a strand of black hair on her forehead, and said lightly: "Sometimes, if you are not together, you may not be complaining about each other. Or, both of you are complaining about yourself... You can't get through it.
That hurdle in my heart.”
Still couldn't understand, Xiaorong simply stopped thinking about it.