Gu Wangchuan's heart sank. He was not eager to hear her answer because he was afraid that it would be irreversible.
The smile on his cheeks was bitter and unspeakable. Even though he had too many things to say, he knew how powerless it would be to do so.
Lin Yue'er didn't want to talk anymore. Every time he showed kindness to her, she became disgusted. She would always remind herself that the awakening of his love was at the expense of her daughter.
She came to the door, opened the door, and saw Yan Xiaojun standing at the door. Now, his face was pale, his eyes were distracted, and he was looking ahead blankly.
He said he loved her...
He fell in love with another woman.
Seeing Yan Xiaojun so lost, Lin Yuer's mood suddenly improved. With a brisk smile, she turned to Gu Wangchuan and said, "For the sake of your sincerity, maybe... I will consider it."
Seeing Yan Xiaojun's ashen face, Lin Yuer turned around happily and walked towards the elevator.
"Wangchuan, you..." Yan Xiaojun's body swayed slightly, he put his hand on his chest and slowly squatted down.
Gu Wangchuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately stepped forward to support her, "Xiaojun!"
Yan Xiaojun clutched his chest, frowning in pain, his face turned pale, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his breath became short, "Wangchuan... I... I feel so uncomfortable..."
She was almost speechless and could only open her mouth and move it a few times.
Without saying a word, Gu Wangchuan immediately picked her up and strode out to the elevator. The elevator door just opened and Lin Yuer was about to step in when he walked in with Yan Xiaojun in his arms.
Lin Yuer stopped, standing at the door of the elevator, looking at his uncontrollably nervous expression and the weak woman held in his arms. Gradually, her delicate face cooled down.
Gu Wangchuan gritted his teeth and looked up at her, "I want to take Xiaojun to the hospital right away. Aren't you... going to come in?"
Lin Yue'er closed her eyes, stepped back, and distanced herself from him.
Gu Wangchuan stretched out his hand and stopped on the button to close the elevator, but did not press it immediately. The struggle in his frantic eyes became more and more obvious.
"Wangchuan... I feel so uncomfortable... Wangchuan..." Yan Xiaojun clutched the lapel of his clothes tightly, his hair was wet with cold sweat, and he murmured weakly.
Gu Wangchuan slowly closed his eyes, pressed his fingers, and the elevator door slowly closed...
Lin Yuer watched coldly until the door was completely closed.
For Gu Wangchuan, whether he loves Yan Xiaojun or not, her existence is special. Perhaps Yan Xiaojun is convinced of this, so whether he loves her or not, she will firmly control him
In the palm of your hand.
It's really sad.
However, Yan Xiaojun should not be complacent for too long, sooner or later, she will make her cry in despair.
Putting on her sunglasses, she seemed to be wearing her weapons, so indifferent.
Gu Wangchuan sent Yan Xiaojun to the hospital because she suffered a heart attack due to strong stimulation and agitation. The doctor deliberately told Gu Wangchuan to pay attention to her emotions and not to stimulate her anymore.
Gu Wangchuan stood alone outside the ward with a gloomy expression. He wanted to take out a cigarette, but suddenly remembered the hospital here and put the cigarette back.
It was not long before Yan Xiaojun came out. Although her face was still ugly, her condition was finally stable. The nurse asked her to rest in bed, but she refused and insisted on coming out to see Gu Wangchuan.
"Forget the River..."
Gu Wangchuan raised his head and frowned when he saw her walking out of the ward, "Why don't you rest?"
She shook her head, "No, you promised me that you would go home to see Lin'er tonight. I don't want to waste time in the hospital."
He pursed his lips and said after a while, "You stay in the hospital tonight, and tomorrow...tomorrow I will go back to see Lin'er."
"Really?" Yan Xiaojun blinked his discolored eyes, as if he didn't dare to have extravagant hopes and was cautious in everything.
"Yes." He nodded, then helped her back to the ward, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt, "Let's have a good sleep."
As soon as he turned around, Yan Xiaojun grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Wangchuan, don't leave."
Gu Wangchuan's steps faltered and he stood there.
She murmured, "Wangchuan, I don't have any relatives or friends, I only have you... So, don't leave me, okay? I'm really... really scared."
As she said that, she choked and started crying, "Wangchuan, you are the only one left to me..."
Gu Wangchuan clenched his fists, clenching and unclenching them again and again. Then he slowly turned around and looked at the haggard woman lying on the hospital bed. She looked so helpless. No matter how heartless he was, he would not do anything.
Way to get rid of it.
Eyes slightly lowered, he sat down and said, "I won't leave, you can go to sleep."
Yan Xiaojun looked at him and finally smiled, "Yeah." She closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully next to him.
Gu Wangchuan's brows were furrowed and he was worried. What appeared in front of his eyes was Lin Yue'er's increasingly cold gaze just before the elevator closed.
Why, every time he thought he could take a small step forward, he always forced her to take a big step back? When he wanted to give her his whole heart, he always made her take a step back from him.
The most remote air raid shelter.
Glancing at Yan Xiaojun, who was sleeping soundly, his brows furrowed more and more tightly. Only he understood the torment in his heart best. The feeling that he was really about to lose the chance to make amends became stronger and stronger, and he didn't want to spend even one second longer.
!
Suddenly, he stood up and ran out of the ward without looking back.
In the ward, the person on the bed was still sleeping soundly, as if he had a sweet dream, with a vague smile appearing on the corner of his mouth, and he was very happy.
…
Lin Yuer took a taxi back to her home in Qinghewan, paid the fee, opened the door and got off the car.
Winter nights come very early, but at seven o'clock, the sky becomes gloomy and dark. Then, scattered small snowflakes float down, leisurely, like a large field of stars.
Lin Yue'er stopped, stood there, stretched out her hand, and a few snowflakes fell on her white palm. They quickly melted and disappeared. She raised her head, narrowed her eyes comfortably, and let the snowflakes fall on her cheeks.
A refreshing feeling that reaches the bottom of my heart.
Suddenly, her waist tightened and someone hugged her from behind.
Lin Yue'er was startled and her eyes widened immediately. Just as she was about to turn around, she heard a tired and hoarse voice, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
Lin Yue'er was shocked, "Xicen?!"
He...why did he come back? Didn't he just talk on the phone in the afternoon?
Could it be that he had already come back by then?
Gu Xicen, dressed in black, held her in his arms and put his arms around her shoulders. His young and handsome cheeks were covered with the hard work of the past few days. He said softly, "Xiao Yue, I found that I am about to
It’s out of control, what should I do?”
Lin Yue'er's breath froze. He was so close, so close that she didn't think it was just an illusion. And his words struck her ears word by word.