Sweetheart, don't run

Chapter 528 Extra Story, Luo Nianren and Xiao Yaya Love Again Sweetly (7)

It was the first time in Li Ying's life that he saw such a terrifying man.

Wearing a white shirt and black trousers, he is tall and straight, with a face that is all over the country.

Especially a pair of eyes, extremely deep double eyelids, and extremely black pupils, just this pair of pupils seemed to encompass the colors of the world, and the beauty of the other five sense organs became a foil.

His skin is extremely white or even almost transparent, extremely clean, extremely clear, like seeing ice in a jade pond in midsummer's beauty. At this time, the cold air is faint and awe-inspiring, and his beautiful eyes are full of bloodthirsty murderous intent.

With his powerful aura, no one dared to step forward to stop him, so he just carried Han Mingming away.

Li Ying likes Han Mingming, she can't just watch Han Mingming being taken away inexplicably, she is worried that he is in danger, so she timidly followed, and saw Luo Zhan taking Han Mingming to a mental hospital...

Within a few days, the dean said that Han Mingming had gone abroad to work and would never come back again, so he didn't say a word.

All the colleagues believed it was true, only Li Ying knew that Han Mingming was sent to a mental hospital by that man named Luo Zhan!
Lin Shuya didn't know how she got out of the hospital, or how she got to the mental hospital. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, heavy, and she seemed to feel nothing.

Walking into the mental hospital, she could only hear noisy voices. Looking around, they were all men, women and children in blue and white patient uniforms.

Some of them were singing, some were dancing, and some were talking to themselves, acting strangely.

Lin Shuya's eyes fell on that familiar figure, and her tears fell ferociously like broken beads.

The man was squatting next to the green plants planted in the garden. The green plants were trimmed neatly. He was holding red cloth strips, red wind chimes, and red balloons in his hands, and was hanging them on the green plants half a person's height.

Obviously, he regarded the green plant as a wishing tree.

What he was muttering, Lin Shuya couldn't hear clearly, she approached step by step, her eyes were blurred by tears, she couldn't see his face clearly, but with short chestnut hair, it was undoubtedly Han Mingming.

When Lin Shuya approached, she still couldn't hear what he was talking about. She looked at the green plant fixedly, at the red cloth strips, red wind chimes and red balloons hanging on it. Everything was so familiar, so familiar.

His delicate handwriting was written on the red cloth strip: Lin Shuya, I like you!
Two little people holding hands are drawn on the red balloon, and it says: Lin Shuya, I want to hold your hand for the rest of my life.

The red wind chime is ringing, crisp and sweet, and there is a picture of her hanging on it, which is their wedding photo.

Lin Shuya trembled and wanted to take down the photo to take a closer look, but the photo was suddenly opened vigorously before her hand touched it. Han Mingming didn't even look at her, and cursed, "Get out! Don't touch my wife!"

Don't touch my wife!
It turned out that in his heart he had always regarded her as his wife.

After Han Mingming pushed her away, he continued to kneel on the ground, hanging up wishing cards devoutly, and each wishing card had the word Lin Shuya written on it.

Lin Shuya was right in front of his eyes, and he no longer knew her.

Han Mingming...

Han Mingming...

"Han Mingming, I'm sorry..." Lin Shuya finally couldn't help it, knelt down on the ground, hugged his waist from behind, and cried bitterly.

Han Mingming ignored him and continued to hang up the wishing card, immersing himself in his own world.

Lin Shuya's face was pressed against his back, and his patient gown was wet with tears.

Finally heard his mumbling.

"If I hang on more, my wish will come true. If I hang on more, my wish will come true. If I hang on more, my wish will come true..."

(End of this chapter)