189. Her hands have already embraced him from behind him
Feeling the cool touch on his hand, the man who was still immersed in the memory came back to his senses. He didn't look back. His deep black eyes just looked at the floating figure outside the pavilion.
of misty drizzle.
After a long moment of silence, a slight sigh passed by, and then the deep voice sounded again: "Let's go, I will take you to see someone."
The man stretched out his long arm, and the big hand holding her waist immediately blocked the top of her head. The other hand took the cold little hand and walked out of the pavilion.
Her steps quickened slightly to follow his sonorous strides, which was a bit difficult, but Tian Lingxin still followed his footsteps silently.
…
Outside the door of a secluded ward, the lights in the corridor were relatively bright. However, at this time, not even a single person was seen in the corridor. It was very quiet.
The two figures stood still outside the door of the ward. They did not go in, but looked at the mother and son, one big and one small, through the transparent window of the ward.
"In that accident, if he hadn't saved me, he might not have sacrificed his life. When he left, he said that his regret was that he could not watch the birth of his son..."
His dark eyes fell quietly on the little boy lying on the hospital bed, and a flash of deep pain flashed across his eyes.
"The child was born prematurely and almost died. Although he survived after rescue, he was in a vegetative state. He has not opened his eyes once since birth and has been sleeping without taking a single look at the world. What caused this
, it was also caused by the news coming back.”
If he had not proposed an ambush at that time, the accident might not have happened. Perhaps, their family of three would have been very happy at this time!
Although no one had ever blamed him for this incident, it was a knot in his heart, a guilt that could never be relieved, and a responsibility that he could never shirk.
His deep voice sounded very plain, but the woman beside him could hear the hidden pain in his tone.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at his clenched fists unconsciously, with a faint glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
He has always kept that guilt deep in his heart, right? Even if no one blames him, he blames himself.
In fact, that man who was always difficult to guess also had an unknown pain in his heart.
Is this the real him?
Raising his head, Xingtong looked calmly at the expressionless man beside him, with a faint hint of heartache in his eyes.
The slightly cold hand quietly grasped the big hand.
There was a slightly cool touch on his hand, and the man turned his head and glanced at the woman beside him who was watching him silently.
The clear star eyes were dyed with a light softness, and there was a hint of warmth that was difficult to detect.
After a moment of silence, the hand that was clenched into a fist slowly let go, allowing the cold little hand to slip into his palm and interlock their fingers.
Leng Xuanhan withdrew his eyes, looked into the ward again, and heard a faint voice: "Let's go! See your mother, and then go home."
After saying that, he took the little hand and turned around to leave the corridor where Liao Jing was.
The woman let him pull her away without saying a word all the way, she just followed him quietly.
However, when looking at his lonely back, Tian Lingxin felt a little depressed and couldn't tell what she was feeling.
Just a sudden thought drove away the inexplicable loneliness in him.
This thought had just passed through her mind, and when she reacted, her hands had already hugged him from behind.