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128. Undercurrents in the Corridor (8)

As she recalled, she seemed to remember a trace of the scene. It seemed that she had met a boy on a certain evening, but she had forgotten what happened at that time.

She looked at Ling Ang quietly, waiting for his explanation.

"At that time, there was bright red blood on my forehead, and the blood dripped and fell on the dusty ground. People on the street came and went, but no one was willing to help me. Maybe they all looked at me

In a mess, passers-by thought I was just a homeless wandering boy. Because I was injured on my head, I felt that the world was spinning in my eyes, and I couldn't stand up next to the lamppost. Time disappeared minute by minute, I

It was almost an hour to fall on the street. Just as I was about to faint, I suddenly felt that my body was being helped up, and my worrying voice came from my ears, "What do you think?". At that time, you looked anxious, and it was hazy at dusk.

Under the street lights, your face is foggy and beautiful, as fresh as a snow-white daffodil. It’s a pity that I lost consciousness after just one look at you.”

Ling Ang took a deep breath and sighed deeply, "I really hate myself, why didn't I be strong enough at the beginning and keep supporting me, so that I can remember you. When I woke up, I was lying in the hospital

Inside, you are missing. There is a note and an envelope on the table, with a stack of money in it, and the note is written with a few beautiful lines: I have so much pocket money, I hope I can

Help you. I wish you a quick recovery..."

His black eyes were full of gratitude and deep love, and with a hint of regret, "At that moment, I left the greatest regret in this life. I only saw you at one glance, and only your beautiful face left in my memory

, the white skirt, and the Phalaenopsis hairpin on your head, I know nothing about you. From then on, I fell into crazy longing and did everything related to you, I don't

I know if you like white skirts very much, but I still design white clothes for you. I don’t know if you like Phalaenopsis very much, but I still plant Phalaenopsis year after year, year after year by year

These uncertain things are used to express your feelings."

Wang Aoshuang was shocked there, thought for a long time, and finally recalled what happened back then.

An unbelievably strong shock made her breathing disorder. She didn't expect that the boy back then was actually Ling Ang.

That day she saw him standing on the street with blood on his head, but no one helped her. At that time, she felt strong pity. Everyone was of the same age. At this time, she had just finished her pizza with her classmates, but this

A young man fell on the street and ignored him, and she felt sad. So she immediately sent him to the hospital. Later, she heard from the doctor that he had only suffered external injuries and did not hurt his brain, so she left.

Before leaving, she went to the teller's machine to take out the pocket money because she found that he had no money on him and was afraid that he would not have money to pay the hospital fee and would be refused treatment. So she quietly put the money in the envelope.

But at that time, she was very busy with her studies in high school, so she didn't care much about this matter and soon she forgot about it.

In the vast crowd, after 10 years, she will actually meet the boy she used to be. She has to sigh at this clever fate.

How touching it is for a man to love you deeply for 10 years because of one meeting. If it weren’t for Lan Yuchi, she might have felt that she was the luckiest person in the world.


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