It seemed as if I had turned to another world, surrounded by a vast expanse of white, with no edges visible.
Zhongqing stood there and looked around blankly.
Where is this?
Could it be that she is also dead?
【Love...】
Zhongqing's heart trembled.
It's Leng Yan's voice, it's him...
Turning around suddenly, she saw Leng Yan standing not far away, staring straight at her and extending his hand towards her.
【Love, I’m here!】
Zhongqing felt happy and strode over to him. Before she could reach him, he was suddenly swallowed up by a handful of flames and passed through the fierce flames.
She seemed to still be able to see that evil smiling face.
Leng Yan smiled at her charmingly, and his smile seemed to contain farewell.
【Zhongqing, I'm leaving, protect yourself.】
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around.
【Leng Yan, don’t leave, wait for me!】
【Leng Yan...】
Zhongqing was sweating all over her body and had uncomfortable nightmares. She couldn't let Leng Yan go, couldn't let him leave...
don't want!
Zhong Qing suddenly woke up and saw several figures shaking in front of her eyes.
"The patient finally woke up."
There are hourly maids, doctors and nurses.
Zhong Qing suddenly thought of the dream just now, and sat up suddenly, her head hurting slightly, and she felt like something was dripping from her forehead.
Her vision dyed red.
She touched her hand and found that her palm was full of blood.
"Miss Zhong, you can't move around, the wound will open again." The maid immediately covered the wound on Zhong Qing's forehead with a towel.
The doctor on the side saw this and quickly stopped the bleeding again.
Zhongqing sat there blankly, her mind buzzing and blank, unable to think of anything.
However, the dream just now kept ringing.
Think about it——
Zhong Qing suddenly pushed away the hourly servant beside her and wanted to get out of bed.
"Ms. Zhong, you can't move around, you are still very weak."
"Ms. Zhong, calm down."
The voices of doctors and hourly maids kept ringing in her ears.
Zhong Qing turned a deaf ear and could only hold on, ignoring the doctor's persuasion and trying to walk outside.
"Miss Zhong, stop right here!"
Suddenly, a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant but domineering sounded.
Zhong Qing froze, the voice... seemed so familiar... Looking back in disbelief, she realized that there was a tall figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
He stood leaning on the railing with his back to her.
So that no one can see his face clearly.
Zhong Qing stared at the back in shock, her eyes changing constantly, her pale and dry lips trembling slightly, unable to utter a single word for a while.
Could this be Leng Yan...?
Zhong Qingqing couldn't help but take steps towards that figure.
However, after she became seriously ill, she could no longer exert any strength.
Just took a few steps.
Her legs softened, and her whole body almost fell forward. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come.
The hourly maid was shocked: "Ms. Zhong, be careful——"
She just wanted to step forward to help him.
The next second, a pair of big hands suddenly caught Zhong Qing and held her in his arms.
Zhongqing's head was dizzy. After waiting for a long time, there was no pain. There was a quiet aroma mixed with the smell of tobacco lingering in his nose.
When she was still in shock, a gentle voice came from above her head——
"Ms. Zhong, are you okay?"
Zhong Qing's heart trembled, and she subconsciously slowly opened her eyes, raised her head suddenly, and immediately faced an extraordinary and handsome face.
In love, his eyes widened, and his eyes looked at the people in front of him complicated.