Although Zhuang Yibo said this, after Zhuang Kehao left, she still stood there quietly, looking at the lifeless person on the hospital bed, motionless.
The staff preparing for the funeral at the door had been waiting for a long time, and Qianxing finally couldn't help but reached out and held her hand.
Zhuang Yibo slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to look at her, and whispered: "Let's go."
Qianxing responded and finally pulled her out of the ward.
The two went downstairs all the way, Zhuang Yibo remained silent, Qianxing didn't say anything, just stayed with her quietly.
When he reached the door of the hospital building, Zhuang Yibo suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Qianxing very solemnly.
She knows why Qianxing is here.
Although she was thousands of miles away, even though she had clearly severed ties with the banker, when her mother was about to pass away, Qianxing still rushed over - not for any other reason, just to maybe get one ten thousandth of a chance.
The opportunity can make up for her some regrets.
"Qianxing, thank you." Zhuang Yibo whispered.
"Idiot." Qianxing ruffled her hair, "You still say such things to me."
After saying this, Qianxing reached out and hugged her tightly. After a long silence, he whispered again: "It's okay, Yibo... everything will be fine from now on."
After a long time, I finally heard her respond in a low voice: "Yes."
When the two walked out of the building, Shen Wangjin was sitting on a bench under the shade of the trees in front of the building. He leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and let the dappled sunlight shine on his face through the layers of leaves. He was thinking.
What, still resting.
After all, Qianxing was not very happy to see him. Seeing this, she couldn't help but ask Zhuang Yibo: "Did you ask him to accompany you back?"
"No." Zhuang Yibo whispered, "He brought me back."
Hearing this, Qianxing paused for a moment, then said again after a while: "Then do you want to stay for a few more days before leaving?"
Zhuang Yibo nodded slowly.
Qianxing glanced at Shen Wangjin again and said: "I will stay in Tongcheng these days. If you need my company, just ask. When you don't need me, I will disappear of my own accord."
After Zhuang Yibo heard this, he just reached out his hand and touched her face gently.
Qianxing added: "I want to go to Huo's house to see grandpa. His health has not been very good recently... Call me when you have time."
Zhuang Yibo nodded, Qianxing glanced at Shen Wangjin in the distance again, then turned and left.
Zhuang Yibo watched her leave and stood still for a moment before finally walking towards Shen Wangjin who was sitting on the bench.
He didn't seem to notice her approach, and still sat motionless until Zhuang Yibo sat down next to him, stretched out his hand and took one of his hands.
Shen Wangjin slowly opened his eyes. His eyes first fell on their hands, and then slowly moved to her face.
Her eyes were slightly red, but it didn't look like she had cried. Her eyes were calm and not very sad.
Shen Wangjin raised his hand to touch the corners of her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Did you say goodbye?"
"Um."
"Then do you want to stay a few more days?"
"Um."
"Where do you want to stay tonight?"
"casual."
"Yeah." Shen Wangjin responded and said, "That's fine."
After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at him for a moment. Finally, he asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"
"What?" Shen Wangjin asked in confusion.
"You seem to be in a bad mood." Zhuang Yibo said, "Why?"