690. I'm Afraid You Really Don't Want Me Anymore 1
She had never seen such an expression on Rong Sheng's face. It was tragic and decisive, and his whole body exuded an unspeakable sadness. The Rong Sheng she had seen had always been cold and distant, with an expression as arrogant as the pride of heaven. , unable to see everything in the outside world. In his eyes, there was always only Huangfu Lin, and other people were just floating clouds to him.
But now, his eyes only stayed on the woman in his arms who had committed suicide.
He held her so firmly and walked slowly, step by step, down the corridor, heavy and slow, and slowly walked out of their sight, bringing them only shock and regret.
It was as if he was holding the whole world in his hands.
At this moment, all the resentment towards Lulu had already disappeared as the woman closed her eyes. All the hatred towards Rong Sheng also disappeared.
After all, they are all passers-by in the mortal world, and they are all miserable people who have been hurt by love.
Rong Sheng is like this, and so is Dewdrop.
Rong Sheng just loved the wrong person, and Lu Zhu just loved too forbearingly.
The wrong time, the wrong person, in the end, created this wrong fate.
Xiaotong didn't know how to describe the feeling in her heart, she just felt a mixture of emotions.
She was thinking, if Lulu could have confessed earlier and pursued Rong Sheng bravely, or if Rong Sheng could have accepted her love earlier, would the ending be different?
Unfortunately, it was too late.
But Dewdrop, she is probably happy. After all, she can still smile in the arms of her beloved man. Her short life is like fireworks blooming. After the splendor, she returns to the eternal darkness.
But after all, she bloomed, she came, she loved, and even though she left, she had no regrets.
So, what about Xiaotong herself?
She is still alive, but she wants to let this life go to waste, like a dead zombie?
She was stunned, and her mind suddenly fell into a trance.
Rong Sheng's back disappeared for a long time.
In the hospital corridor, three people stood quietly.
After a long time, Huangfu Lin sighed, "Gangzi, you stay and take care of this place."
Song Gang nodded and walked away softly.
Huangfu Lin hugged Xiaotong and said, "Let's go."
Xiaotong's mind was still a little dazed.
Outside the hospital, the warm sunlight shines down softly, and wherever it shines, there is a layer of pale golden light.
Ning Xiaotong's face was also a bit pale in the photo.
City A, a place that once had countless beautiful memories, still carries too many painful memories.
He raised his hand to catch the sunshine, and the bright light passed through his fingers, leaving nothing behind.
The fingers were closed one by one, clenched tightly, feeling empty, just like the wound in his heart that could not be healed.
Huangfu Lin's heart ached, and his thin lips pressed together tightly.
Xiaotong, she was thinking about Nannan so much. She thought she would definitely see their poor daughter this time, but unfortunately, it was all in vain in the end. She must have been deeply hit in her heart, right?
He disappointed her again and again. At this moment, even Huangfu Lin hated himself.
Originally, after he said to let go on New Year's Eve, he had been pinning his hopes on finding his daughter, thinking that maybe only by finding her could the two of them get back together. This time, he also came with 120,000 high hopes. , the result was that they were greatly disappointed.