Zhao Siqing was held tightly by him. His eyes were wet. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "let go."

Huo Jingchen held her tightly and her voice trembled: "no, I won't let you go!"

He won't let her go.

He won't let her go.

He knew it was his fault, he knew it.

But he didn't know what else to do He was afraid that one day, she remembered everything and would hate him as before.

He was afraid that he would lose control and that he would imprison her again.

He was afraid that she would make the same choice as before.

He is afraid of too much. He is afraid that no matter how hard he tries, his fate will not change. He is afraid that these beauties will be like the illusions of streamers and will eventually repeat the track of his previous life.

Huo Jingchen tightly imprisons her in the bosom, sobs: "Qing Qing, I know wrong I know if I'm wrong... "

Zhao Siqing's eyes are also a little red, and his heart is speechless.

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes: "don't you want me You can't leave me alone... "

You can't always leave me so cruelly.

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes were stained with a mist of water. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly noticed a heavy weight on his body.

Then, Huo Jingchen's whole weight was put on her,

she failed to stand up and fell to the ground.

Look again, the man who was still holding him is now in a coma, his eyes are closed and his face is not pale.

Even Ping Su's abnormally enchanting lip is a little darker in color.

Zhao Siqing was stupefied for a few seconds, and returned to his mind: "Huo Jingchen!"

When Tang and Jiang Jingming saw it, they were too busy to watch it again. They rushed to help.

*

at night, eleven o'clock.

Zhao Siqing sat by the bed of the hospital ward, looking at the man who was still awake.

The doctor said that he was suffering from insomnia for a long time and fainting due to emotional excitement. In addition, he had been using a lot of drugs recently, which could not be tolerated by any good body.

Before long, Tang Chi pushed the door in and put the dinner at the head of the bed.

Zhao Siqing did not move, but still looked at the man in the hospital bed.

Originally a good-looking face will be blue and purple, and there will be a scab on the corner of the lip. It looks particularly painful.

His eyelashes are long and well rooted.

It will look sleepy, but it looks very quiet and clever.

Tang Zhi looks at her and says nothing. He turns around and plans to quit the ward.

Zhao Siqing returned to God and called him, "Tang Zhi."

Tang Zhi stops and looks back at her.

"How long has he been sedating?"

Tang Zhi is silent for a while and says slowly: "two months, he can't help but want to find you, so he relies on this to stabilize his mood."

Zhao Siqing is in a trance. She knows that after a long time of sedation, there will be drug resistance. She needs to increase the dosage.

However, sedatives are also very addictive, causing poisoning.

If he uses it like this, he will break down one day.

The next morning.

When Zhao Siqing pushed the door in, he found that Huo Jingchen was awake.

But to her surprise, the ward which was still good a few minutes ago is in a mess at the moment.

The ground is full of broken glass and ceramic pieces, together with water bottles, mobile phones and instruments.

Zhao Siqing didn't expect that he was just going out to get a medicine, so the good end ward became like this.

Look again, Huo Jingchen is sitting on the bed, pale and speechless, like a abandoned child, aggrieved and violent.

The sun penetrated the window and scattered on him, making his face almost transparent.