Bitter, bitter she wants to cry!

"The sweet soup in your hand doesn't hurt your chest, right? Drink it yourself."

The figure is left to Leng Yu. Luo Xiaojing runs out of the ward with her head down. Standing on the empty corridor against the wall, she closes her eyes sadly.

Suffering is double, ask or don't ask her can't pass their own this level, in addition to face, it seems that there is no other choice.

After a long silence, Luo Xiaojing pushes the door of the ward again with a heavy step. Leng Yu doesn't know when to wash the fruit she brought and is waiting for her to eat.

Hanging his head to sit in the past, Leng Yu also put the peeled orange into her hand, slightly folded her fingers, she asked him in a low voice: "is the injury on your chest better?"

"There's nothing more to do. You can leave the hospital tomorrow."

She did not rest assured to see one eye again: "is it really just for a just cause to be scratched?"

Leng yuqingxing made preparations in advance, he knew that Luo Xiaojing would still doubt: "if you don't believe it, I'll take you to see the police record after I leave the hospital."

"No Luo Xiaojing continues to hypnotize herself, telling herself over and over that Leng Yu's concealment of her is all good-natured, "I'm just worried that you are hurt for me, and I'm afraid that I'm worried, so I won't tell you."

"I don't care." Leng Yu gently pulled her shoulder, "Mrs. Zhou said that in front of you just to influence you. As a result, you were still influenced by her."

"But there's a reason for me." She definitely looked at Leng Yu, "when I was a child I've met Mrs. Zhou

The deep eyes suddenly rolled up a wave, and the subtle change of Leng Yu's expression did not escape Luo Xiaojing's eyes. It was like a basin of cold water pouring down, pouring the fire burning in her heart thoroughly.

"I've seen you, too, haven't I?" She didn't dodge, still set, "Leng Yu, why didn't you ever tell me?"

He predicted that if this day, and even prepared for this day, but he did not expect that it would be so fast, so fast that he was unprepared.

"You How much do you remember? " But he can't find a reason, because no matter what the reason is, it doesn't hold water.

"What if I told you that I remembered everything?"

"If you remember it all, you won't be sitting here now."

He is still calm as usual Leng Yu, no matter how big things can't shake him half, but he by what, by what deception can be so calm, in Leng Yu's eyes, she is not worth listening to an explanation.

As long as he was willing to explain, even half a sentence, she would choose to believe it.

Heart gradually cool down, rising anger let Luo Xiaojing uncontrollable shout out: "mother's car accident, is it related to cold home?"

"It's not what you think, Xiaojing."

No? Is it just a pale denial?

"If not, why do you keep it from me? When I read out the boy in my mother's diary, you didn't reveal a word

"It's for your own good. If you think about it, you'll be more miserable than you are now."

"Is it?" Luo Xiaojing sneered, "so Mrs. Zhou never mentioned it? She's afraid of my pain, too? "

Lie can't deceive people. Luo Xiaojing burst into tears and stared at Leng Yu: "because I'm Luo Rou's daughter, Zhou Fu hates me. As long as I think of all of them, your cold home will turn upside down. That's why she opposes you being with me. I'm so naive, Leng Yu. It turns out that you're making up for all your kindness to me. You can weave dreams for me with all your lies, so that even if I know the truth, I want to immerse myself in dreams. "

"I'm hiding something from you, Xiaojing, but I have to, I..."

"Enough!" She said to him in a hard voice, "I am not you who have lost relatives, and I am not you who live like a year. If Mom's car accident has nothing to do with you, why can't you say a word of denial up to now? What am I in your eyes? A tool to hide for you? Leng Yu, what do you regard me as? "

All the shouts are desperation. Luo Xiaojing's tears wet her face, blurred like a madman.

Funny, it's so funny. Last second, he was a future wife, but when she questioned him, he was as calm as a stranger, a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

What's the point? She broke down, and her yelling was just a joke.

She forced herself to calm down, as calm as Leng Yu: "whatever you say, I will find out what you hide."

"Xiaojing..."

Pretending to be calm, the fear still came out and let him hold Luo Xiaojing's hand tightly, "don't go, you give me some time, I..."

"Give you time to keep cheating on me?" She did not cry, eyes covered with wet mist, "Leng Yu, I don't want to be silly for you anymore."

He refused to let go. It seemed that as long as his strength was relaxed, Luo Xiaojing would immediately disappear from his eyes: "I'll send you back first, and then we..."With that, he stood up and dragged Luo Xiaojing out. She broke away from him and pulled harder, saying that she would not let go of anything.

Luo Xiaojing kicks and kicks him, and he doesn't care if the wound hurts. He once said that if Luo Xiaojing learns the truth one day, he will let go, but now he can't.

"Leng Yu!"

Tears came out again. He was so tight that she doubted whether the injury on him was fake.

"If you still want us to have a future, you can let it go."

He was stunned for a moment. The next second he became more firm, almost holding Luo Xiaojing out of the ward.

Let her in their own line of sight to leave a second more, she will disappear, no later, even after listening to Luo Xiaojing also no later.

"Leng Yu!"

Struggle doesn't work, Luo Xiaojing suddenly hit Leng Yu's chest with his elbow. When the stuffy hum comes over, Leng Yu looses her. She sees that he covers his chest and blocks the bleeding spots.

Subconsciously want to call a doctor, Luo Xiaojing lip moved but can't shout out, step by step back, she ran out.

Why worry about Leng Yu? No matter how hurt he is, he is just a cheat.

She heard Leng Yu calling her name. She covered her ears and ran faster and faster out of the hospital. She stopped and looked at the roaring cars in front of her. She couldn't help crying and buried her face in her palm.

She thought of the day when her mother died, and she ran out in the same way, crying out of breath. Her slender body shrank into a ball, as if she had been thrown into the endless night, unable to find where her wound was.