When Han Shaoqi hurt himself, he thought countless times about what kind of result Han Shaoqi would get, but when that day really came, he realized that his heart was far from as cruel as he said.
He once said harsh words to Han Shaoqi, saying that he would never be a friend again in this life.
Suddenly I felt that this sentence was ridiculous.
If the person in front of you is alive, then these words are still very lethal, but what if he becomes a vegetative state.
After all, Ning Xiaotong couldn't bear it. She couldn't let go of Han Shaoqi's car accident, nor could she let go of Yaoyao. She suggested, "Qianqian, why don't we take time to see him tomorrow."
Seeing the real relief in Ning Xiaotong's eyes, not the disappointment she felt when talking about Han Shaoqi in the past, Luo Qian nodded slowly.
"Yaoyao is taking care of Han Shaoqi there, so we can take this opportunity to go and see her."
Ning Xiaotong nodded. She had never seen Yaoyao since she came back from the United States. She didn't know how Yaoyao was doing now or whether she had changed much. If she met her, would she still recognize her.
How fast, in a blink of an eye, it was almost a year. Her mind was in a trance for a moment.
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When he woke up, Huangfu Lin's mind was still a little groggy, and there was a hint of haziness in his newly opened eyes. In the blink of an eye, they were as clear as ever.
He rubbed his temples, which still ached a little. After the pain and fatigue subsided, he noticed that there was an extra blanket on his body.
It was decorated with cute little bear patterns, and Huangfu Lin's body froze.
This blanket was from the room where Ning Xiaotong stayed in the Mid-Levels Villa.
Displeasure flashed across his eyes for a moment. Without his permission, someone dared to touch the things in Ning Xiaotong's room.
In the blink of an eye, it changed into a deep darkness, so dark that I couldn't see the bottom. After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have the slightest impression of what happened last night.
With his sharp eyebrows tightly knitted, Huangfu Lin stood up slowly and smelled a strong smell of alcohol on his body.
The arm has also been re-bandaged, and that cute bow is definitely not his own work.
I remember that after I came back yesterday, I only bandaged it briefly. It was not that complicated at all, let alone tying a bow, something that little girls do.
Only one person will do this.
Turning his eyes around, the wine cellar clearly showed traces of someone else's visit.
Suddenly, a light and shadow flashed through my mind. The man standing under the light looked a bit like a mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
No one dared to enter the underground wine cellar without his own permission. Even Zhao Ma had to obtain his permission before entering.
He seemed to have thought of something, and his dark pupils flashed with ecstasy.
It's her, she must have been here.
Only she will not be bound by this rule and treat no one as if she comes in and out at will.
Thinking of this, Huangfu's steps became faster and faster.
I hurriedly stepped into Xiaotong's room, but the room was empty.
His heart was instantly disappointed.
Mother Zhao appeared behind her, "Sir, it's time to have breakfast."
Huangfu Lin turned around suddenly, staring at Zhao's mother with his dark eyes, "Miss Ning, has she been here?"
Zhao Ma nodded, "I came here, but I left again."
"Why don't you keep her?"
After asking this question, I felt it was superfluous. Even if I couldn't keep her, who could.
Sitting on the bed where Xiaotong had slept, Huangfu Lin covered his cheeks with his hands and buried himself deeply in the blanket, as if he could feel her unique aura.