C44

Lin Sisi nodded her head, "An Shengmei, that boy is Tan Yizhe, and you are that sensible girl?"

"Yes." An Shengmei nodded her head, "Now he has appeared in my world again, my life has been messed up by him, I don't know how to face him. Last night, I used the wine aroma to tell him that I still love him, and he told me that he still loves me."

"Isn't that fine? A happy ending! "Why did you cut your wrist so excitedly afterwards?" Lin Sisi still didn't understand what was going on.

An Shengmei's tears fell from her eyes without warning: "I told him to marry me, he said he can't marry me."

"Then why did he send flowers and ignore his own life and roll down from the bank to save you?"

"That's what I asked him," An Shengmei wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes. "He told me that he had an engagement with Yi Xue, and that he had to come into contact with her before he could marry me."

"Sisi, do you know? In that case, I am the third party. I did drink a lot, and the only thing I could think about was that he couldn't marry me, so I broke a bowl, and without thinking too much, I cut my wrist off. " An Shengmei pulled Lin Sisi's hand, and the ice-cold feeling in her fingers stung Lin Sisi.

Lin Sisi bent down and hugged An Shengmei, "Don't be so silly in the future, my heart aches for you."

The flowers on the table next to her had bloomed exceptionally beautifully, forming a sharp contrast with the snowy scenery outside the window.

Tan Yizhe was in the villa, "Yi Xue, I think I need to tell you something clearly, I can't marry you."

"It's for An Shengmei, right?" Yi Xue was not too surprised. A smile rose at the corner of her mouth: "Do you think your parents will easily give up the wealth at hand?"

"I don't care about all that. This time, no matter what I say, I won't give in." However, Tan Yizhe was extremely excited. The moment he saw the hot blood spurt out from An Shengmei's wrist, he felt that he could no longer move the Earth, and his heart was no longer able to jump. He only had one thought in his mind, and that he would once again lose this worry that he cared most about.

"You are her unforgettable thoughts. She is the kind of person that you have nowhere to place." Yi Xue left behind these words before she left.

When Tan Yizhe rushed to the hospital, he just happened to finish drinking a bowl of lean meat porridge. It was hard for him to hide the excitement in his heart as he tightly hugged An Shengmei. Even the breathing in her ears seemed to be a little hurried.

An Shengmei was a little surprised as she reached out her arms to encircle his waist.

Tan Yizhe's voice trembled, "Shengmei, I've dealt with everything! We have to be together, always together. "

An Shengmei smiled and nodded, the hand around his waist tightened.

's tears slowly filled the corners of her eyes, turning red. She slowly sobbed as she laid on Tan Yizhe's body, trying her best to not let out a sound.

"Oh right, I forgot that your hand is still injured." Tan Yizhe released her hand, allowing her to lie down slowly. At the same time, he gently held her left hand, opened up his sleeve, but didn't dare to touch the medicinal smell of the gauze.

Tan Yizhe carefully watched until he felt that An Shengmei was a little uncomfortable. He withdrew his hand and pulled over his blanket to cover himself.

"It doesn't matter." An Shengmei took a deep breath and looked helplessly at the dazzling white wall of the hospital. She forced a smile to her face, but because she had lost too much blood, her face was still pale and there was a deep sense of exhaustion between her brows.

Tan Yizhe, however, was still nagging something. Speaking of her laziness in the past, he clearly had such a beautiful appearance … After pausing for a moment, he suddenly said, "I really don't know why you suddenly said that you were with Gu Qingyan. That time, I was really helpless, you should have liked me."

"Pfft." An Shengmei suddenly laughed out, "Tan Yizhe, your king's illness is still that severe."

"Because I'm outstanding enough …" Tan Yizhe silently said to himself in his heart as he did not speak the latter half of the sentence. I had thought that I was good enough to be with you, but who would have thought that no matter how good I am, I would still have a hundred reasons to make you leave me.

Raising her hand to block the dazzling light, An Shengmei quietly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She had clearly tried so hard to get close to him, yet she had no choice but to leave.

"I can't be that selfish."

"I allow you to be a little more selfish." His voice was obviously very soft, but Tan Yizhe heard her clearly, as he said each word very seriously, "Shengmei, we'll …"

"Crack."

The door opened, and Gu Qingyan stood at the door with an awkward expression. He couldn't enter, nor could he retreat.

"What's wrong with you?" He's back … An Shengmei opened his mouth.

Gu Qingyan could only laugh and point to the bowls and chopsticks on the side, "I came to pack my stuff, I'm sorry to bother you."

An Shengmei's words were interrupted by him extremely quickly. Before An Shengmei could even regain her senses, the door had already closed.

Gu Qingyan slowly squatted against the wall, as if a simple action had used up all of his strength, and no one saw the pain that flashed past his eyes, as if she had never seen him work hard in silence. No, he had never seriously looked at him, and instead used a gaze that was filled with extreme love.

When he found out that Tan Yizhe and Tan Yizhe had reunited after so many years, he didn't think that An Shengmei would be tempted anymore, because she had once been injured that way, and with so many years of company, she should have surpassed those times long ago. But he didn't expect that she would still be tempted by An Shengmei …

With a cold laugh, he stood up and leaned against the wall as he lit up a cigarette. He let the smoke blur his vision.

He stubbed out his cigarette and walked out of the hospital with his finger between his fingers, toward his car, and took one last look at the floor-to-ceiling curtains, where the snow was falling in drips, melting into cold droplets as he opened the door and got in. The window was foggy and he couldn't see the outside.

Gu Qingyan sat on the car and cried out loud but he still laughed. After all, he was dispirited and gave up, there were no misunderstandings between them, no misunderstandings, and they did not miss each other again and again. However, they had still missed each other, no … It was he who had missed her, he who was of no use to her.

I wish you happiness, a life without worries, I am far away … He silently gave his blessings.

"Lad, it's very normal for people to die from old age in a hospital like this. Let's watch a bit more carefully." An old man knocked on the window of his car, touched the wrinkles on his face, and said earnestly.

Gu Qingyan cleared his throat and spoke with a frivolous tone, "Pah, who's dead?"

The old man turned around and left without looking back, "What are you crying for, young man? He's only in his twenties, what's there to be sad about."

"Because giving up is also a form of courage." His voice gradually became hoarse before finally falling into silence.

In the hospital ward, Tan Yizhe watched as he walked out, his eyes habitually narrowing before finally regaining his calm like an ancient well. He wouldn't want to say that he had wanted to fight with Gu Qingyan a long time ago.