Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 212

It's already winter, even if the usual Yaling doesn't move, the palms and soles of the feet won't be so warm. At this time, stepping on the icy ground with bare feet, the chill invades from the soles of the feet little by little. Upper body, I didn't feel anything at first, but after a long time, my feet seemed to be stepping on countless needle boards, and the person who was tortured by the numbness almost collapsed.

Ya Ling didn't know where her strength came from. She didn't even have much strength to push Xie Nan away just now, but in the next second, she was able to run barefoot to the main hall of the hospital without collapsing. Is this a miracle? ?
Looking around anxiously, not letting go of every small corner, even if the back or hairstyle looks a bit similar, she would run up and check carefully before letting him go. She tried hard to find Even the slightest trace of that person's presence.
"Eldrin! Put your shoes on."

Xie Nan rushed over from behind, and when Ya Ling heard his voice, she instinctively ran in the opposite direction.

Just don't want to go back, don't want to go back, she doesn't have much time, that man... maybe just stood outside her ward?Perhaps, his finger was still on the glass of the ward, he leaned close to the glass, his eyes slowly looked in from the outside, calmly, with no clear meaning, then he turned around and left gracefully? !
leave!

The two words seemed to appear out of nowhere, and hit her heart heavily. What's the fever?What to forget him?What feet are already bleeding?Don't ever see each other again. Everything was smashed to pieces. She only saw the little flame of hope shining weakly in this cold night, but it illuminated a large part of her life.

"Yaling! Stop for me! Don't run anymore!"

Xie Nan's angry cries kept coming from behind, but Ya Ling ran away from him like Satan, and all kinds of people kept appearing in his eyes, white, black, long-haired, short, gray-haired, With a languid expression... only the man with watery eyes and a warm smile is absent.

It seemed that the door that had just been opened was slammed shut again, and Yaling finally exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and fell softly on the floor.

"You're... aren't you?"

I don't know who she is talking to, but what comes out of her mouth is only soft air waves, no sound, no words, no tone, no one understands her meaning, but her gaze is stubbornly cast to a farther place, where On the other side, the door of the hall was wide open, and the darkness outside was like a curtain covering everything. No one could guess whether it was there or not. Only the sound of the crazy wind blew into her ears, disturbing all her thoughts.

Opening his mouth slightly, the tip of his tongue protruded a semicircular ball into his palm, holding it tightly, and finally closed his eyes.

………………

Seeing that person again, Ya Ling rubbed her eyes, almost thinking she was in a dream.

The man looked back, the snow-white shirt, black trousers, and hair that were randomly trimmed, but they couldn't cover his lake-like eyes. She looked down at herself, and she was barefoot, so she felt inferior for no reason. Trembling, he hid behind a tree to see him.

He is really good-looking, with an indescribable feeling, just looking at him so quietly, she wants to announce to the world happily that she wants to hide behind this tree for a lifetime, of course, the premise is that he is there Also stand for a lifetime.

Then, he suddenly spotted her and waved to her with a smile. She was hesitant, but she didn't want to miss this opportunity, so she walked up to him cautiously, but only looked down at her feet.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

he asks.

She opened her mouth, thinking hard about this question, why didn't she wear shoes?

"Why did you run there to peek at me again?"

again?
She has done this kind of thing before?

He didn't seem to be angry when he didn't get an answer, and he conjured a pair of transparent shoes in front of her from the palm of his hand.

"Crystal slipper?"

Did she really not dream?Do you feel happy enough to cry in your dreams?
He bent down to put it on for her, she was so flattered that she didn't dare to move, but
"Is it too young?"

Ugh?She looked at her feet, the heel was stuck on the upper of the shoe, and there was a gap of a finger.

He seemed a little annoyed, raised his head and said, "Otherwise, ask other people for shoes, mine may not suit you."

"do not want!"

She shook her head in a panic, and simply sat down on the ground, pulling the shoes with both hands and trying to put them on her feet with all her strength. The skin was worn out, bleeding, and she wanted to put them in. She was not afraid of pain, but she did. Dirty uppers.

She heard the man's sigh, and she panicked even more.

"Don't come here again."

why?
She looked up in horror, only to find that the surroundings had completely changed, there were ruins everywhere, and there was no trace of that person.

Yaling yelled and yelled, but no one paid attention to her. She was extremely wronged, but she couldn't cry. She wanted to say that if the shoes were too small, she could walk on her toes, or even go barefoot, it didn't matter.
Repeatedly, bright and dark, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, the stories were staged one after another, but in the end, she stood alone in the vast world, unable to distinguish the direction, and could not find a trace of that person.
until
She felt her fingers being pulled out forcefully, and the pain in her joints made her snort softly, only to hear someone yelling in her ear: "Doctor, she woke up, I heard voices."

After yelling, the man lay down next to Yaling's ear: "Yaling, I'm Fei, you scared me to death, how can you faint for days and nights with a simple fever, open your eyes and look at me!"

Ya Ling didn't respond, and Fei said in her ear persistently: "Then open your hand, the senior said you have been pinching something in your hand, the doctor wants to give you an IV, you have to relax before you can do it."

Gently let go of the hand, and everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay. It should be said that there was nothing in the palm of the hand, except for the syrup that was pinched between the fingers.

(End of this chapter)