If he was still skeptical about Zhuang Lingjun's words before seeing this letter, he didn't believe Chuxue would leave him so cruelly - but after he read this letter, he really couldn't refuse to believe it.
He knew the handwriting very well, it was from his beloved woman!
A person's voice can be imitated and his appearance can be disguised, but it is difficult to imitate the same handwriting. It can be said that handwriting is a person's exclusive proof.
When Chuxue was writing, she picked each character slightly to the upper right, because when she sat and wrote, her body always tilted slightly.
He reminded her that her posture is not good many times, which will have an impact on her lumbar spine, but she always sticks out her tongue, and the next time she is reborn again. Jin Ting believes that this very subtle detail is impossible except for her own understanding.
Someone can imitate it!
Besides, Chuxue's departure was so sudden, how could it be imitated by others? Berman Hospital is completely controlled by himself and is the safest place in the world. If Chuxue and Lin Xiaochen did not disappear out of their own will, then Jin
Ting really couldn't figure out who would have such power... If it were Hua Yuerong, what would Hua Yuerong take Chuxue away? She originally wanted her son to return to her side.
If Chuxue was there, she would have no way to win back Lin Xiaochen's heart...
That letter is written like this:
[Ting, when you saw this letter, I was already in another place.
That place may be far away, or maybe it is not far away from you.
But what is certain is that you cannot find me easily, nor can you find Chenchen easily.
I'm sorry I deceived you. In fact, when you told me to hide in Berman Hospital, I decided to leave. My voice was a little trembling, but unfortunately you didn't notice it.
Ting, I know I am very sorry for you. I let you down and your protection for me. But I also want to tell you that from a very early age, I found that you don’t like Chenchen.
That time, in the 83rd floor rotating restaurant, I saw you talking to Chenchen, a terrifying look flashed in my eyes. Although I was immediately hidden by you, I remembered it clearly.
Ting, of course I know that you are very good to Chenchen. You spent a lot of money and connections to cultivate him. But that was when you didn’t know his life experience. Now you know that he is your mortal enemy Hua Yue
Rong's son, and you are so smart, you should be able to guess that Hua Yuerong wants to recognize this son, just to one day defeat her husband and her husband's incompetent son, and let her son inherit it.
Fahrenheit! Hua Yuerong is such a crazy woman, she can do anything.
Ting, I know you would protect my younger brother and treat him well because he is my only relative; but I know you so much that you have always been as cruel and ruthless as ice and snow to your enemies.
For this young man who may become the heir of Fahrenheit, you must not be able to treat him as my relative, right?
However, I promised my mother that I would protect Chenchen, because Chenchen's father sacrificed his own life to save his mother!
Sorry, Ting, if this is the fate between us, then I am willing to bear it. Please don’t hate me, because hatred also requires feelings. I just hope you wait for me until the day when I can return to you...
You can't wait, there's nothing. Please freely live the life you want to live and forget me!
Sorry, I will protect Chenchen to the day when Hua Yuerong no longer stares at him. I don’t know when that day is. Maybe it’s been for many years, but I will keep waiting...
goodbye.】
Such sentences are all in her style.
Gentle, beautiful, delicate, but has a kind of stubbornness that belongs to her, which is a stubbornness that no one can change.
What's more, she mentioned the birthday dinner for her on the 83rd floor. This is a memory that belongs to the two of them alone. It is impossible for others to know the details...
She is indeed real, she wants to leave him...
Jin Ting raised his neck and poured half a bottle of blood-red wine.
A thin stream of liquid flowed out from the corner of the mouth, feeling like blood.
He no longer wants to speak, everything in this world seems to have nothing to do with him anymore.
But he still shamefully called several times, to the director of Berman Hospital and several doctors he could trust.
What the dean said is no different from what Zhuang Lingjun said, and he sighed: "I really didn't expect Miss Xia to be so impulsive... Alas, after all, you are young, Mr. Jin, don't be too sad. When she figured it out, she will still
Back."
Those doctors said the same thing.
There was a hint of fear in his words, but Jin Ting sounded like sympathy.
He put down the phone and suddenly felt that he was ridiculous. Could it be that he would still be suspicious after reading this letter? The letter was clearly written. This was also her usual style, self-righteous, and thought she had carried too much responsibility.
and pressure, but did she know that he was suffering more...
He began to feel heavy and drowsy. He no longer wanted to care about so much. All his efforts seemed to be in vain...
He reached out and threw a drunk bottle to the ground!
The fragments splashed, and some of them had bright red wine on them, which struck his wrists and ankles, piercing the skin and splashing blood, blending with the bright red wine, giving them a kind of tragic and sad beauty...
"When... have I become a drunkard too?" He smiled bitterly, stretched out his fingers to wipe the blood flowing out of a small scratch on the back of his hand, looking at the drop of blood, suddenly smearing on his lips
, "Haha... I used to be the one who hated the most indulging in alcohol... I think they are all wastes. It's better to die than to waste time... But I didn't expect... Now I have become like this...
”
"Actually, why is I working so hard and working so hard... I don't know... I used to be for Xiaofeng, but Xiaofeng has grown up... He actually doesn't need me... My mother will plan for him.
Everything...my existence is actually his roadblock... Ha... I thought she needed me, I wanted to give her a sky, shelter her from the wind and rain, and let her fly freely... But... I
Wrong... I'm so... so self-righteous... no one needs me... it's me who thinks I'm very important..."