Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1033 Departure (60)

After standing quietly for a few seconds, she turned around, as if she wanted to leave.

But soon, a hand reached out from under the hanging curtain, trembling uncontrollably, and grabbed her wrist.

The touch was as cold as jade, and her fingertips shrank slightly, and there was a moment of silence.

The wrist twisted, as if trying to break free.

But immediately, she was pulled in vigorously.

The hanging curtain shook violently, and the fiery figure filled with blood instantly disappeared from the nurse's sight.

The nurse was stunned for a moment, and muttered to herself: "The young man now wants to mess around in the hospital, right?"

Thinking of this, she stood up and walked over.

Standing outside the curtain, he coughed twice and said, "If you are visiting a patient, please keep your voice down, so as not to disturb other patients' rest."

It was quiet inside the curtain, there was no sound.

The nurse walked away satisfied.

Inside the covered curtain, a woman in a red dress sat on the man's lap, hugged tightly by him, with a cold expression.

Her peaked cap was a little low, blocking her face at this time, only the bright red lips appeared in sight, without curvature and without emotion.

He Yan hugged her tightly, his fingers trembling, he kept stroking her face, as if touching some fragile porcelain, cautiously.

She was expressionless and motionless, as if she didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

So, he kissed her, again and again, from the cheek to the lips, and then kissed her fingers.

With red eyes, he hugged her tightly, with a slight choke in his throat.

The man who was supposed to be born with pride, at this moment, is like a wronged and sad child, buried in her neck, crying silently, tears falling drop by drop.

His broad shoulders trembled, completely exposing his fragile side.

With a low whimper, constantly suppressed, he grabbed her hand and put it on his head, as if he wanted her to touch him, just like it used to be.

The woman's expression remained indifferent, and she even withdrew her hand.

Without saying a word, she tried to stand up.

But the man hugged her waist tightly, choked up, and said, "I'm sorry."

Her movement stopped.

The fragile and broken man said sorry over and over again, and the warm liquid wet her hair, and he cried hard, like a child.

"sorry Sorry sorry."

"I was wrong, it was my fault, I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have yelled at you. I shouldn't have said those angry words. It's all my fault. I'm sorry sorry sorry."

The woman looked down at him calmly.

"Sisi, I was wrong, please forgive me, okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

"I don't want to see you. I like you. I like Si Si the most. I want to marry you, and I want to see you every day."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare again."

"Please don't be angry, okay?"

He was crying so hard that he was out of breath, and he still had his usual cold appearance.

When she didn't speak, he kept apologizing and apologizing.

Humbly begging for her forgiveness, even, he let her go, then plopped and knelt down.

"." The woman frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Si Si, I don't dare anymore, please. Please don't be angry."

"I really don't dare anymore. I take back those words. I take back those words, okay?"

(End of this chapter)