Xia Tian felt it a long time ago that Cheng Jiuyuan didn't like her at all.
Otherwise, Cheng Jiuyuan would not always avoid her feelings, but always avoid talking about it.
Because I don't love, there is no answer for a long time.
Women are not stupid, they know whether a man has feelings for him or not.
It's just that she loves him so much, even if she knows in her heart that he doesn't love her, she still takes chances and expects a miracle to happen. I hope that he can fall in love with me at a certain moment.
At this moment, Xia Tian finally understood that she couldn't wait for this moment.
If a man has been with you for many years and has no feelings for you in that way, he will almost never have feelings for you in this life.
Seeing that the ground was vomited full of blood, all of which belonged to Cheng Jiuyuan, and seeing his body was stained red, Xia Tian's heart felt as if it was being grabbed by a claw, and it hurt to tear.
Tears are unbridled.
It was because he was worried about Cheng Jiuyuan, and because he had lost love before he fell in love...
Soon, the ambulance came, and Xia Tian and the doctor hurriedly carried Cheng Jiuyuan into the ambulance, because Xia Tian didn't care about Zhan Yeling because he was anxious to rescue Cheng Jiuyuan.
Furthermore, even if Xia Tian asked Zhan Yeling to go to the hospital together, Zhan Yeling in this state would not go.
Maybe, when she speaks in front of him, it will irritate him even more and make him fly into a rage.
Xia Tian was about to get into the ambulance together, when the deep voice sounded, and the hegemony couldn't tell the difference: "Where is she buried!"
As soon as the voice came out, Xia Tian trembled in fright. Knowing that it was Zhan Yeling who was asking, she turned around and said, "Mussen Cemetery."
After finishing speaking, Xia Tian got into the ambulance, because Cheng Jiuyuan needed first aid, the ambulance drove away quickly.
Zhan Yeling got into his car and drove towards Mu Sen's cemetery regardless of the injury on his hand.
Standing in front of the tomb, Zhan Yeling looked at the bright smile on the tombstone. It was Xiong Miao's unique smile, and his beautiful and playful face was lifelike.
That photo was so vivid that it entered his heart and dazzled his eyes.
Now, his face blindness is cured, and he can clearly distinguish her face.
However, he can only look at her photos in his life. Her person has been buried in these two or three square marble boxes...
Thinking of this, my heart throbbed like an electric shock.
Zhan Yeling leaned over and kissed reminiscingly on the photo, but the temperature was cold and stiff.
His meow, will never come back...
His breath was suffocated, and he was almost suffocated by the discomfort, and his low magnetic voice made a painful sound: "Meow, wait for me..."
On the Lijiang Bridge, at the railing, stood a slender black shadow.
Zhan Yeling faced the river, and the wind blew his short hair back, exposing his handsome and smooth forehead.
More handsome and powerful than ever.
But that deep gaze was full of grief.
Where he stood was where Xiong Miao fell into the water.
As long as he jumps down from here and is swallowed by the rushing river, he will be able to see the bear...
Zhan Yeling walked forward, climbed over the railing, took two steps forward, and fell down. Like Xiong Miao, he would be swept away by the tornado-like river water...
Zhan Yeling took a step forward.
The wind from the river was even worse, making his cheeks sting.
Stepping into the second step again...
"Papa!"
"Papa, what are you doing standing there?"
"Papa, Wo also wants to play there!"
"Papa!"
"Well, Papa..."
"Papa, I'm here to play with you, do you want to go swimming?"
Behind him, six soft and childish voices sounded, knocking in Zhan Yeling's ears, making his back stiff.
The foot that was just lifted stopped in place.