Chapter 1323

"My brother lost my leg to save me. Ziming, I'm so sad."

"Dad killed himself. You didn't come back. I hope you can be with me. Will you come back with me? "

"I seem to get used to being alone. You are probably too busy. But I take good care of myself

"Grandfather song has gone. It seems that I am the only one left in this family. Are you upset, too? "

"I decided to leave, but still hope you can be happy, in the future you will think of me."

"What is love? Maybe one day, you will meet someone you really love. "

……

Such a long ten years, frame by frame, like a lantern in front of the eyes.

She smiles, she cries, she is happy, she is hurt.

It's so fresh

Her innocence, her kindness, her small temper, her pettiness, all belong to him.

But he was only full of calculation and scorn for her.

He pushed her away again and again, using it to hurt her.

She moved forward step by step in his hurt, but even so, she never complained about her.

Until that day

Li Qingqing killed her dog and scratched her face. He was worried that the matter would come to light and sent her to die in the sea of fire.

She turned into a fire and looked at him in despair.

He just looked on with indifference.

The comatose song Ziming shed a line of tears from the corner of his eyes

Why don't you wait for his birthday cake every night, why don't you see his birthday cake for him, why don't you wait for his birthday

He drove her to death with his own hands and watched her die.

"Song Ziming, if there is an afterlife, I will be a ghost and I will not let you go!" The fire devoured her figure, but left those eyes full of hate.

Song Ziming's heartache was unbearable, as bitter as Coptis.

Rong Chen looked at the change of the equipment beside the hospital bed, frowned and walked quickly into the ward. He looked at the tear marks on his face. He was a little surprised. He also checked song Ziming's condition and said in a warm voice, "it seems to be waking up soon."

Su Xiangwan looks at Mu Beiting, and Mu Beiting pushes her in.

A group of people guard at the bedside, not long after, song Ziming really slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he turned to Su Xiangwan's charming eyes.

Song Ziming's eyes were sour, and he seemed to be surprised. He said, "you Are you still alive? "

Su shuddered all over the night, watching him speechless for a long time.

Song Ziming's fingers moved slightly, and then he saw Mu Beiting on her side. She was in a trance. It seemed that this was the only way to distinguish between dream and reality.

"Late, late..." Song Ziming spoke softly with bitterness in his voice.

Su Xiang evening light drop eyes son, voice hoarse: "thank you for saving me."

Song Ziming opened his mouth, his mind is still full of that long dream.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he whispered, "we Did you know that before? "

"You are good at healing. If you need anything, you can tell us." Su Xiangwan stopped looking at him and did not answer his questions.

Song Ziming was silent.

Su Xiangwan looked at Mu Beiting softly: "let's go back."

"Good." Mu Beiting spoke in a deep voice, short and powerful.

When the wheelchair is pushed, song Ziming suddenly reaches out and grabs Su Xiangwan's arm.

Su looked up at him in the evening.

"Can you Can you give me another chance... " Song Ziming earnestly looked at her, with a touch of earnest and pleading in her eyes.