Chapter 1093

He believed that his spirit must be near here.

Even if she was not in Yang's house, she would see him.

She would not be willing to see him suffer. As long as she saw him, she would not have the heart not to come out to see him

As long as he can wait, he will certainly wait for her to show up.

"Yi Haiyin, it's meaningless for you to do so. You'd better leave!" When Xia Changyue hears the housekeeper's reply and discovers that Yi Haiyin is just outside the door, two hours have passed.

He was just like crazy, only wearing a thin windbreaker, standing in the cold wind.

Originally pale and ugly face, now it is full of a trace of silence.

Turn a deaf ear to Xia Changyue's words, just standing quietly in the night.

Light snow in the sky, flying in the night sky with the cold wind, dancing and falling.

His short black hair was soon covered with snow, and even his carved face was covered with cold.

The old waiter anxiously advised him, but Yi Haiyin became paranoid and would never listen to anyone.

Only Yan Ling can persuade him.

But now it's not

"Young master, you haven't had a rest for so many days, and you've been running for a long time. It's so cold. If you stand here all night, you'll be killed!"

"Will it hurt her?" Yi Haiyin's cold eyes, showing a trace of confusion, did not look at the old waiter, just quietly looking at the direction of the door of the Yang family, the voice is light, like spitting out a trace of heat in his mouth, soon dissipated in the snow.

No one can persuade him, Xia Changyue just stood with him for a while, then turned and walked back.

Yan Chengchi doesn't want to be punished by Yang Muya, but Yi Haiyin comes to abuse himself.

The gate of their Yang family is really a good place to stand

It snowed all night outside, and Yi Haiyin stood in the snow all night.

The next day, the snow stopped, the clear sky, showing a trace of warm sunshine, slanting hanging in the treetops, orange sunlight, through the leaves of plants, jumping on the white snow, mottled.

Yi Haiyin's body has become stiff, and his white windbreaker seems to be integrated with the snow.

From a distance, he was like a snowman standing in the snow. He had only a pair of black pupils and could see his anger

From night to dawn, the whole night, the people he was waiting for did not appear.

See the sunrise of the sun, his cold pupil turned slightly, as if lost in general, staring at the sun.

"Ling'er..." She didn't show up.

His spirit, really don't want him.

She said it was too tired to be with him, she didn't want to love him

He will never see her again. He can't hold her soft body and watch her smile in his arms

There is only one person left in his world.

Yi Haiyin's tall figure suddenly falls back

"Young master! Wake up, young master. Don't scare me! Come on, take the young master to the hospital! " The old waiter rushed forward and ordered the bodyguard to help Yi Haiyin up. As soon as he got on the bus, he drove to the hospital quickly.

Yang's ancestral home.

The same chaos.

"How's ling'er? Is anyone awake? " Xia Changyue outside the ward, anxious like ants on a hot pot, walking back and forth, can't stop for a moment.

Hands are rubbing.

Yi Haiyin stood outside all night, while Yan Ling stood inside all night.

Two people are separated by a door, but they seem to be separated by a world.

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