Sir Ares,Goodnight!

"Awake?" There was no emotion in his voice.

Yan Zhengling asked weakly: "how can I be here? By the way, what about Impatiens? "

"She's going back to the imperial capital. You've been hurt and need to take good care of yourself. "

Being reminded by Zhan hanjue, Yan Zhengling remembers what happened in the mountain villa that day.

She was kidnapped by Yu Chengqian. He came to save the impatiens. She ran to see him happily. He didn't care about her at all. He just complained that she had damaged the impatiens.

She's really sad.

Yan Zhengling looked at the familiar room, and soon she recognized that it was calendar garden.

"Why am I here?" She looked sideways at him.

There was a vague hope in his eyes. I wish he could say something about her.

But he said: "Impatiens entrusted me to save you."

Yan Zhengling's eyes were dim.

Weak sigh, suddenly bitter smile.

When do you want to be sentimental?

"The cold baron." Outside, Zhan hanjue's girlfriend stood at the door, holding a fruit platter in her hand“ This is your favorite Chilean blueberry. I specially sent it back. Would you like to try it? "

Zhan hanjue said to Yan Zhengling, "have a good rest." Then turn around and go out.

"I hear you haven't had a good rest recently?" That woman is coquetry to Zhan hanjue.

"I've been a little busy lately." Zhan hanjue said.

Yan Zhengling's heart was cold as he listened to their friendly greetings.

She looked at the infusion bag at the head of the bed, and the name of the medicine written on it was beyond her comprehension. She suddenly pulled out the needle.

She slowly got up, head heavy, weak body.

But she didn't want to stay in this place at all. This place clearly carries many of her good memories. But now to see him and other women show love, she just feel almost suffocated breathing.

She fell to the ground on both feet, just walked a few steps, suddenly fell to the ground with a pop.

Outside, Zhan hanjue's back stiffened when he heard the huge voice coming from behind. When I recovered, I turned my wheelchair and walked towards the ward for the first time.

Push open the door of the ward, see Zheng Ling struggling to stand up, a white face without a bit of blood, just as white as a zombie.

"What are you doing?" He exclaimed.

Zheng Ling walked outside unsteadily, "I've been bothering you for many days. It's time for me to go home. Thank you

She said very politely, but every word killed the heart of Zhan hanjue.

"Your injury is not good. You can't go now." Zhan hanjue said.

Yan Zhengling didn't answer him, but he walked outside stubbornly.

Her body, like a floating butterfly, has no power at all. She was like stepping on cotton. When she passed him, she didn't dare to hold any of them. She walked faster.

She managed to run to the door with a bleak smile as if she had won a milestone. When she relaxed, she suddenly coughed violently.