1282. Chapter 1282 Without her, thousands of pinks and blacks would be colorless 76
She held her breath and listened to the beeping sound coming from the other end of the phone...
One sound, two sounds, three sounds, four sounds...
An Jingxing silently counted the echoes in her heart. The echo was like a heavy bell knocking on the door of her heart. How long had passed? She didn't remember... She only remembered that the other end of the phone... hadn't come yet.
The voice of the person I want to hear...
No one answered again and again, and it was replayed again and again... At this moment, An Jingxing forgot about his current situation, and that those people upstairs might find that he was not in the ward at any time, and came down to search in panic, forgetting that
...The person on the other end of the phone may not answer the call at all...
However, at this moment, a low and familiar male voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello."
…
Before hearing this voice, although An Jingxing missed him a little, she did not feel that this missing was unbearable. But at this moment, she suddenly felt that in her head, heart, and whole body,
Everyone is looking forward to hearing his voice.
Although she had tried her best to behave the same as usual before, it was because her self-esteem did not allow others to see her weakness, but in front of this man... she could cry and be weak at will,
Wanting to expose everything in front of him.
Because...he is Tang Qianrong.
After An Jingxing's accident, Tang Qianrong habitually kept his mobile phone on at all times and stayed up all night. When An Jingxing called him, he was standing on the terrace drinking, his whole body was frozen in the cold wind.
I don't feel cold at all.
After that woman was no longer by his side, his heart never felt warm again. What did this cold wind mean?
When the phone rang, he glanced at the number. It was an unfamiliar phone number. Even in New York, there were many mobile phone ads and scam ads, but with a little hope in his heart, he answered the call.
However, since he picked up the phone, there was no response from the other end. He frowned and said again: "Hello."
There was still silence on the other end of the phone, and it didn't look like there was someone there. Did someone dial the wrong number? Or something else? It would have been the safest way to hang up the phone as soon as possible, but for some reason, maybe it was because I didn't know what was going on in my heart.
The idea that it might come true might really have a one-in-a-million chance of coming true... Maybe, even if it was a scam, he didn't want to give up all hope until the last moment.
It's possible...it's her, right?
"Hello..." After an unknown amount of time, a female voice that he was very familiar with suddenly came from the other end of the phone. This voice was deeper and hoarse than the voice he had heard before, and there was even some choking and crying in it.
, Realizing this, Tang Qianrong felt that his whole heart was being tightened, and the fingers holding the phone could not help but secretly tighten. His rapidly beating heart made his breathing difficult. Even so, everything in his body was...
The cells and pores seemed to be shouting, it's her...it's really her! It's Jing Xing calling!
"Jing Xing..." He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had said this name. However, the syllables of those two words did not become unfamiliar in his mouth. On the contrary, they became more evocative and heartbreaking.
.Countless nights, he kept his eyes open and recited this name in his heart, desperately suppressing his desire to see her immediately...how long, how long...already.
"Qianrong..." They called each other's names, but said nothing else, as if just that alone could make their hearts stick together tightly at this moment.
Before, An Jingxing had thought about why he didn't come to see her, what happened between him and LRIS, etc., but at this moment, she suddenly realized that none of this mattered anymore, he was still him, he was still him
That Tang Qianrong... she could tell from the sound of his calling her name. As long as she realized this, everything else... wouldn't matter.
"How have you been during this time?" Tang Qianrong's voice sounded calm, but she could feel that every word he spoke was filled with familiar trembling and caution.
He...maybe also suppressing himself.
"Well, Uncle Lin is very good to me. I know some things... But, he is really very good to me." Lin Wensheng did not let Tang Qianrong come to see him. For this, An Jingxing couldn't say that he was not angry at all.
, But, even so, she can't deny everything about Lin Wensheng just because of this incident. His kindness to her is something she truly feels. The father's love and favor that she has never felt before are not
Pretended.
Now that she has gradually accepted the fact that she has an extra father, she doesn't want to give up this precious relationship easily.
"Well, that's good. His father-daughter love for you is true. Everything else doesn't matter. Don't worry about me. I will take care of my affairs. I will pick you up after everything is restored to its original state.
"Yes." There were no unnecessary explanations, no exaggerated or uncertain promises, just simple, calm and confident instructions. She knew that since he could say this, he must already have his own thoughts in his heart.
She hummed softly and looked up at the empty hospital corridor. There were more and more people there, the sky was getting brighter, and they had less and less time to talk...
Obviously, I want to say more.
But... now, it can't be done.
"I'm waiting for you."
"But before the end, Qianrong, there is something I want to ask of you...promise me, okay?"
"As long as you say it, I will listen."
"Don't hurt Uncle Lin. I will have a good talk with him about what he did to you. After I understand the cause, process and consequences of the matter, let me make the decision... okay?"
After An Jingxing finished speaking, Tang Qianrong did not answer her immediately. The silence on the other end of the phone made her feel even more unsure. At this moment, she was the only one who knew best how painful the choice between her father and her husband was.
One thing, if Tang Qianrong insists on not forgiving Lin Wensheng, then I am afraid that I will not be able to live with him with peace of mind in this life...
"Well...but before that, Jing Xing, can I ask you to promise me something?"
Tang Qianrong's sudden tone startled An Jingxing, because this was the first time she heard Tang Qianrong speak to her with words like request, and... at this time, his voice sounded... so sad, so
