"Yichen, get up, it's cold on the ground, think about Lan Mengjiao, her parents will come in a while, what to say. Lu Xiran patted his friend's shoulder and said rationally.

"Son, no matter whether Mengjiao is alive or dead, her parents will not let you go, blame me, it was my mother who hurt you when I let you get married!" Liang's mother said with red eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two middle-aged men dressed in extraordinary clothes running towards them in a hurry.

"Liang Yichen, what happened to your daughter?!!" asked Mrs. Lan before she could say anything.

Seeing Liang Yichen's bloodstained and embarrassed appearance, Lan Guoqing's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes flashed, not knowing what he was calculating.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......" Liang Yichen leaned against the wall and slowly stood up, he endured the pain and said hoarsely.

"My father-in-law, my mother-in-law...... You should calm down first, here's the thing......" Liang's mother interrupted her son's words and calmly relayed the facts clearly, hoping to get her family's understanding.

"What do you mean? Do you mean that my daughter ran to hit your son's car? You clearly want to shirk your responsibility!" said Mrs. Blue angrily.

"Mother-in-law, I didn't mean that, I'm sorry, it was my negligence, I didn't take care of Jiaojiao...... " Liang's mother said sincerely.

The door glowing with cold light slowly opened, and the doctor walked out with heavy steps, took off his mask, and said apologetically: "We did our best, family please mourn." ”

After the doctor finished speaking, he raised his head and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and continued: "When the patient was sent, he was seriously injured and lost too much blood, fortunately, the child still has a glimmer of life, but whether he can survive or not, it's hard to say, we will do our best......"

The doctor's words, fluttering and reverberating in their ears again, were like ** thrown into a calm lake, and they were drenched in blood.

"How so? Jiaojiao, my daughter... Liang Yichen, you return my daughter, you return my daughter!" Hearing the doctor's words, Mrs. Lan cried out loud uncontrollably, and her expensive handbag smashed on Liang Yichen again and again, venting her pain of losing her beloved daughter.

Liang Yichen's legs were weak, his eyes were hollow, he sat on the ground, did not dodge or hide, let her scold, and muttered: "Why didn't I die... Why didn't I ...... who died?"

Suddenly, the bag in Mrs. Lan's hand fell, smashed on Liang Yichen's head, and fell to the floor, making a dull sound, and the person fainted.

"Fangfang, Fangfang," Lan Guoqing hugged her falling body and shouted urgently, "Doctor, doctor!"

For a while, there was a mess, Liang's mother looked at her son distressedly, she was dizzy, she rubbed her temples and shook her head, no, she can't fall, her son, grandson, need her, she must be strong!

"Xiran, you take Yichen to clean it, take him for a check-up, call the housekeeper to come over, and deal with the things that should be handled, the company's affairs, don't worry about him for the time being, I will deal with it." Liang's mother said with a tired face.

"Auntie, if I don't send you back first, I'll handle the matter here, you have to take care of your health. Lu Xiran said worriedly.

"It's okay, I can hold it, if it's okay, you can accompany him home, he has been sitting here for a day, not a drop of water, I'm worried about whether he will do something stupid, Yichen will ask you, Auntie thank you!" Liang's mother said with red eyes and distress.

"Okay, Auntie, take care of yourself, if you have anything, call me at any time. Lu Xiran said, going to help Liang Yichen on the ground.

"Chen'er, Chen'er, you get up. Liang's mother grabbed her son's arm and choked up and shouted.

"Yichen, get up, I'll take you to wash your hands...... You see, this will scare others......" Lu Xiran said, holding his shoulders and struggling to the bathroom.

Liang Yichen was like a soulless walking corpse, his eyes were hollow, and he kept muttering the sentence in his mouth: "Why didn't I die...... Why didn't I ...... who died?"

The cold wind is howling, the rain is pouring down, and the sleepless night is doomed.

............

And at this moment, Lin Ruoshui didn't know what the people she was waiting for were going through.

From noon to afternoon, from nightfall to the beginning of the lanterns, Lin Ruoshui's heart, from nervous to lost, from clouds to hell, is like a warm baby in her hand, becoming cold little by little.

Perhaps, he had something to delay, perhaps, he did not want to see her from beginning to end, and perhaps, the help to her was only out of sympathy and pity.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and it crackled against the glass window, echoing through the air for a long time, muffling out all other sounds.

"Miss, I'm sorry, we're closing. The young waiter, with an apologetic smile, said politely.

"Can I write a message and post it here, what if he will come someday?" Lin Ruoshui nodded and asked softly.

The waiter nodded slightly, and turned to get a pen and paper.

Looking at the girl's thin back, the young waiter's eyes were stained with deep sympathy, and he couldn't help but wonder who this beautiful girl was waiting for after sitting here for a day, could it be her lover? But why didn't he come?............

"Water...... Are you okay?" At the door, Lin Haoyu appeared in time, supported Lin Ruoshui, who almost fainted, and said worriedly.

"It's okay, brother, I'm just ......hungry," Lin Ruoshui said weakly.

"Can you not be hungry, let you go to eat, don't listen, let your parents know that you are so willful, see how to clean you up!" Lin Haoyu said distressed and angry.

"What if I just left and he comes and can't find me. Brother, I'm sorry, I won't be so willful in the future and let you worry about it. Lin Ruoshui said sadly with tears in her eyes.

"What nonsense, let's go, take you to supper. He held an umbrella and helped Lin Ruoshui to walk towards the car.

Lin Ruoshui let her brother pull her away, but she couldn't help but turn her head again and again, looking at the door reluctantly, hoping that the bloody plot in the little picture book would happen to her.

From the moment he stepped out of this door, the only glimmer of hope left in Lin Ruoshui's heart was finally disappointed.

She also accepted the fact that her MR.L did not show up, and they would never see each other again.

Perhaps, this is life, Yu Feiyang or MR. L or not, after all, they can only accompany her for a while, after all, they can only be passers-by in each other's lives, and they will eventually break out of their cocoons into butterflies in such a parting of life and death, and finally fly to their own sea.

It rained all night, early in the morning, Lin Ruoshui left a note, reluctantly left home, she was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, dragged her suitcase, looked at the bustling crowd, looked lonely, didn't know where to go?

............