Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1637 Living is Enough

After Han Yurou entered the department, Rong Jincheng went to the corridor alone to smoke a cigarette.

He leaned against the corner, his slender figure wrapped in a clean and straight suit, and when he lit a cigarette, his brows frowned.

Because of the fluctuation of emotions and movements, the bangs are messy, looking bad, even a little embarrassed.

No one would come from the corner, so he stood alone, his legs slightly crossed, and there were traces of slack in his eyes.

It was still raining outside, the weather made people very irritable, and it felt like a stone was pressed against their hearts.

One cigarette, two cigarettes, three cigarettes...

He kept pulling out cigarettes from the cigarette case and lighting them with a lighter.

When the fourth was drawn, the box was empty.

Rong Jincheng frowned into a line, and with a "snap", he threw the empty box into the trash can in dissatisfaction.

The box drew a parabola and landed firmly in the trash can.

Rong Jincheng put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, put away the expression on his face, and walked towards the department.

When the door was pushed, he didn't see Han Yurou.

"Where is she?" Rong Jincheng asked.

The female doctor raised her head, saw that this man was still there, and said calmly, "Let's go."

"When did you leave?"

"I gave her the medicine and she left. It took a while, almost 10 minutes."

"Damn it." Rong Jincheng cursed, and left without saying a word to him.

He turned his head and left the department.

He called Han Yurou, but the phone was turned off, but no one answered.

Rong Jincheng made up her mind that she wouldn't wander around, and didn't ask any further questions. After explaining a few words to Jinyuan's servant and the family doctor, she went to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Soon, the shadow of Rong Jincheng's red Ferrari disappeared into the rain.

The torrential rain is still falling, leaving puddles one after another on the ground. When the raindrops fall, the puddles will splash water droplets one by one, like pearls.

Han Yurou stood under a tall and dense banyan tree in the hospital, standing silently without saying a word.

She didn't bring an umbrella, and she was only wearing a dark blue sweater dress that wasn't too thick, and a pair of black boots on her feet.

Although the leaves were luxuriant, the rain still fell on her.

It's cold.

She folded her arms and let the cold wind blow.

However, her thoughts were still chaotic, like unceasingly cut silk threads, densely entwined around her heart.

There was a hazy mist in front of her, and her blurred vision was fixed on the distance.

The wind was blowing and it was very cold, but she didn't feel much.

I used to think that life is beautiful, and there are many, many pursuits, such as going to Antarctica to photograph penguins, opening a dessert shop, playing a piano piece in the Vienna Concert Hall...

At that time, there were all kinds of pursuits, and I always felt that the rest of my life could be fulfilled one by one with a lover.

In my mind, the wind is soft, the sun is warm, and even winter can be beautiful.

But now, her only thought is... to live well.

Just being alive is enough.

Others, how can I dare to ask for extravagance.

A gust of rain was blown on her face by the wind, it was very cold, and her hair was wet from the rain.

The sky was gloomy, fog and rain were blowing with the wind, and it was cold everywhere.

She folded her arms tightly and looked at the rain with blurred eyes.

The smell of disinfectant floated around from time to time, which is the unique smell of the hospital.

After a long time, she left under the banyan tree, walked into the rain, and walked towards the hospital gate.

It was raining heavily, but she forgot to bring an umbrella when she went out.

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