deliberate kiss

Chapter 229 Decided to let go
An inspection, because Qiao Yesi's mood was unstable, was not completed until almost noon.

Qiao Yesi was crying when she got up from the bed, Cheng Weiyue asked the doctor about her physical condition, and was relieved when she learned that there was no laceration or serious problem.

When the doctors had left, Cheng Weiyue hugged Qiao Yesi who was already in tears, patted her on the back and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Sister Weiyue, I'm actually very scared." A certain kind of secret trust was established between the two of them, and this trust made Qiao Yesi willing to tell the truth in front of her.

"But I dare not say it, and I dare not show it. I actually guessed it. I know that my father and my sister did it. They plotted against Zhou Siheng. I can only pretend. Pretend I don't know. If I go to cry , it will be even more embarrassing for everyone.”

Seeing her sobbing, Cheng Weiyue took out a few tissues from the bedside to wipe her tears.

For a little girl, such an experience was really too cruel.

People in this world may never encounter such a thing in their entire life.

Cheng Weiyue knew that at this moment, all words of comfort would only appear pale.

There are many wounds that can only be healed with time, or in other words, forgotten.

Cheng Weiyue sat in the room with Qiao Yesi for a long time, the little girl cried on her shoulder until she lost her strength, and it was almost evening before she fell asleep.

Cheng Weiyue originally wanted to stay with her, until the phone vibrated and it was an unfamiliar number.

She wasn't ready to pick it up at first, but the other party was quite patient, calling in again and again.

Seeing that Qiao Yesi's eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to wake up, Cheng Weiyue got up and walked outside.
It has just snowed in Jingcheng, and the world covered in silver is dazzlingly white.

Zhao Hanchen has been standing in front of the window, the casement is half closed, and the coldness is piercing.

His hand holding the phone was shaking, and he didn't know whether it was because of the wind and snow or the anxiety in his heart.

The moment the phone was connected, there were actually tears welling up.

The corners of his eyes were red, and the color of his phoenix eyes was deep and bottomless.

Cheng Weiyue heard him say: "Ningning, can you stop hanging?"

The same thing happened again and again, Cheng Weiyue had no patience, she said coldly: "Stop doing tricks like this in the future, Zhao Hanshen, it's quite boring."

She wanted to hang up after she finished speaking, but she heard Zhao Hanchen's hoarse voice.

He said, "Ningning, my father was critically ill last night."

Cheng Weiyue didn't know what to say for a moment.

Parting from life to death is always the most unacceptable and irreversible thing in this world.

Cheng Weiyue closed the door of Qiao Yesi's room, and after a moment of silence, she finally said softly: "The current medical technology is so advanced, there is no guarantee that something will happen, uncle is auspicious, don't scare yourself."

She spoke so calmly, even if there were elements of sadness and comfort in it, it had nothing to do with him, it was only because she had always been soft-hearted.

Zhao Han closed his eyes heavily, but his eye sockets were a little wet.

The aisles of the hospital were exceptionally deserted, and the smell of disinfectant floated in the air, echoing the snowflakes outside the window, making it extremely cold and bone-chilling.

Zhao Han felt the process of tears leaving his eyes, but he still tremblingly said: "Ning Ning, will you never forgive me?"

Cheng Weiyue rested her hand on the doorknob, paused, and raised her eyes slightly.

She was not angry, and said very seriously: "Zhao Hanchen, I don't blame you, I let go."

She let it go.

He was let go as the past she didn't want to bring into the future.

Zhao Han pulled his lips and smiled, with a romantic and depressed attitude.

He sighed in a low voice, the weakness Cheng Weiyue had never heard before.

He said, "Ningning, then I wish you a bright future."

Cheng Weiyue pursed her lips and said thank you.

After hanging up the phone for a long time, Zhao Hanshen still stood quietly in front of the snowy windowsill.

When Li Zhao and Gu Fanan came over, he held a cigarette between his fingertips, and scarlet light spots danced and floated on his fingertips.

A nurse came over and said cautiously, "Mr. Zhao, smoking is not allowed in the hospital."

Zhao Han remained silent and remained motionless.

The little nurse had no choice but to call him several times.

"Mr. Zhao?"

"Mr. Zhao, did you hear me?"

Seeing this, Li Zhao stepped forward with a smile, and said, "Miss Sister, leave him alone, I will take him out and come back after he finishes smoking."

The little nurse knew that Zhao Hanchen's status was special, so she couldn't put on a face, she curled her lips and said, "Then don't forget."

Gu Fanan stood idly by the side, and occasionally turned his face to look this way, which was also a flat gesture.

He has always disliked hospitals. He always feels that this kind of place is a bit dark, and the smell of disinfectant alcohol on his body can last for several days.

If he remembered correctly, Zhao Hanchen didn't like it either, but it was only because his father was here that he came to the hospital from time to time.

The relationship between Zhao Hanshen and Zhao Mingchen has just warmed up recently, but now the old man is in critical condition and has entered the intensive care unit. Gu Fanan dare not think about what Zhao Hanshen feels in his heart.

"Brother Shen, if you want to smoke, let's go out?" Li Zhao paused, and said, "Uncle's intensive care unit is right next to it, just wait and see if there is any problem."

The latter sentence successfully made Zhao Han frowned and walked out.

Few people came to the roof of the hospital. The door latch with peeling red paint opened with a light touch, and the door was half-closed, and the wind and snow poured in.

Li Zhao followed behind Zhao Hanchen. Seeing him stepping up without hesitation, he couldn't help tugging at his sleeve: "Then what. Brother Chen, it's windy and snowy outside, what are you doing out there?"

Li Zhao didn't expect Zhao Hanshen to answer, and was racking his brains to think of any excuses to stop him, but he heard him whisper: "There is snow outside, I want to go out and see the snow."

Li Zhao choked.

Gu Fanan followed up from behind unhurriedly, and when he heard Zhao Hanshen's words, he asked, "Why do you want to see the snow all of a sudden?"

Zhao Han responded silently, pushed open the door and walked out.

Li Zhao wanted to follow, but was held back by Gu Fanan.

"What are you dragging me to do!" Li Zhao looked at Gu Fanan anxiously, and said in a very anxious tone, "Brother Shen, what should I do if I can't think about it and just jump off!"

Gu Fanan sneered, with a firm smile on his handsome face: "You underestimate Zhao Hanshen too much, do you think everyone is you?"

When Li Zhao was a child, every time he encountered a problem that could not be resolved, he liked to use bitter tricks to force his father to submit.

But who is Zhao Hanchen?Where does he need to use such means.

Gu Fanan stood calmly, looked at Zhao Hanshen's back standing on the fence of the roof, his clothes fluttering in the wind and snow, and said calmly, "Just wait here."

(End of this chapter)