Luo Ying was silent for a long time.

"Nan Qiao, can you do me a favor?"

She nodded hurriedly, don't say one, even ten thousand of them agreed.

"Nan Qiao, I want to see him. ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Nanqiao thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

She was shocked that these words actually came out of the teacher's mouth.

Shouldn't it be hate? Hate will never be seen again in this life.

"Do me a favor, I want to see him. ”

Luo Ying repeated, her eyes were full of melancholy and reluctance, she had been careful in the past few days, and she had thought a lot about it.

Although she knew the answer from Nan Qiao's mouth, she was still unwilling, she really didn't believe that he would let go of her feelings for so many years, and after so many years of love, he really didn't have a shadow of her in his heart.

She knew that she couldn't accept this fact, even if she wanted to say goodbye, she would hear Li You say to herself, even if the result was cruel, even if she would be heartbroken and collapse, the story would have to have an ending to be successful.

Tragedy or comedy, Luo Ying has long been prepared.

At the same time, it is also an explanation to herself in the past eight years, she doesn't want to give up this emotion for so many years so unclearly, it is too unforgettable, and it will directly affect every day in the future.

Even if you want to let go, you have to let it go freely, don't you?

"Teacher, are you serious? Are you sure you want to see him?"

It seems that he did something wrong that day, and Song Nanqiao never expected that the teacher would take the initiative to ask for a meeting.

I thought that the teacher had let go and given up, but at this moment she saw complicated feelings in her eyes, and she was exhausted from the torture of this fate.

"Well, Nan Qiao, are you willing to help me with this?"

Luo Ying unconsciously burst into tears, and after a while, tears flowed through the corners of her eyes.

"Teacher, I am definitely willing to help you with your request, but I don't understand, he has hurt you so badly, why do you still want to see him? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt again?"

Song Nanqiao's eyelids moved, unable to understand Luo Ying's mood at the moment, let alone agree with her thoughts.

Luo Ying wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled, and asked rhetorically.

"Nan Qiao, let me ask you, do you love Tang Jingze?"

Song Nanqiao was slightly stunned, thinking of Tang Jingze, she couldn't deny that she was in love, she was silent.

"Love, isn't it? Has he ever hurt you?"

Luo Ying looked at her face and continued.

Song Nanqiao's mind was like a movie, recalling the picture of her and Tang Jingze.

All kinds of quarrels, insults, and the scenes of the two-for-tat are vivid, and they are deeply stabbed every time.

She bit the corner of her mouth, still silent.

"Did you hurt him? Do you still want to see him now? Why don't you leave? Why do you want to continue?"

Luo Ying's three consecutive questions made her speechless.

That's right, I love, but at the same time I'm hurting, but I still love deeply, I still want to be together, I still want to see him.

Song Nanqiao finally understood why Luo Ying suddenly wanted to see Li You.

The deeper the wound, the more difficult it will be to let go.

"Teacher, I know, I'll arrange it. ”

She lowered her eyes and nodded slightly, not stopping again.

"Thank you, Nancho. ”

A wry smile squeezed out of the corner of Luo Ying's mouth.

Then, Song Nanqiao walked out of the ward, holding the mobile phone tightly in her hand, she really couldn't bear it, but she understood the teacher's unwillingness, just like herself.

With a little starlight flashing in the corner of her eye, she finally mustered up the courage to dial Li You's number.

"Hey...... Jojo. ”

Li You's slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, looking much older.

"Hey ......"

Song Nanqiao choked up.

"Is there something wrong?"

Li You seemed to hear that her emotions were wrong, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Teacher...... Teacher she ......"

Song Nanqiao was hesitant, and his voice was crying.

"What's wrong with Luo Ying?"

Hearing the teacher, Li You's brain was like being hit by lightning, and his heart tightened violently.

"The teacher's condition has worsened, if you have the heart, take a look, otherwise ......"

She didn't finish her words, and quickly hung up, not knowing if Li You would come, but from what she heard on the phone, he was afraid.

Song Nanqiao returned to the ward.

"How?"

Luo Ying saw her come in and asked urgently.

She wasn't sure, she didn't even have the confidence to speak.

"I've already called and said you're seriously ill, so he should come. ”

"That's good. ”

Luo Ying was relieved, her eyes were sour again, and her eyes suddenly became hazy and misty.

Song Nanqiao's bright eyes looked at his heart, and he vaguely felt uneasy.

"Teacher, have you really figured it out? What if he doesn't come?"

"If he hadn't come, it would have been a kind of ending, a silent ending. ”

Luo Ying smiled bitterly, even she was not sure.

"Teacher, is it worth it?"

"Nan Qiao, for the last time, whether he comes or not, I have the answer, so that I can be relieved. ”

Song Nanqiao nodded, understanding what the teacher meant, she was just distressed and didn't want to see her heartbroken pain, which made her think of herself.

As the minutes passed, Song Nanqiao was more nervous than Luo Ying, and almost every minute he had to glance at the door of the ward, carefully listening to any movement in the corridor.

Luo Ying was unusually quiet, just waiting quietly, just like waiting for eight years of affection, no complaints, no emotions.

I've been waiting for eight years, and I'm still missing this last day.

"Bang!"

With a loud sound, Luo Ying and Song Nanqiao were startled at the same time.

I saw Li You sweating profusely and panting at the door of the ward.

It seems that there is some disregard for the image, and the hair is messed up!

Song Nanqiao didn't expect Li You to really come.

Luo Ying was shocked for just a few seconds, and after seeing him, tears blurred her vision again.

Did he really come, really came to see himself?

It turned out that he still had her in his heart, and it turned out that his eight years were really not in vain.

Luo Ying's dry thin lips trembled, crystal tears couldn't stop falling, and her eyes were full of Li You's worried appearance, which was exactly the same as in her memory.

At the beginning, Li You also appeared in front of him desperately, desperately in love, and now after eight years, he appears again in the same way.

Luo Ying couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart, her hands clenched into fists desperately, and she couldn't bear to let her feelings out.

"Luo Ying......"

Li You's face was pale, and his anxiousness hung on his face, a kind of reluctance and distress eroded him, and he called out in a hoarse voice.

Finally uncontrollable emotions collapsed instantly, Luo Ying couldn't help sobbing, and her eyes locked on him.

Song Nanqiao knew that he was a little redundant at the moment, so he tiptoed around and left the ward, giving them plenty of space.

"You...... There you are. ”

couldn't help but tremble her shoulders, Luo Ying wanted to reluctantly laugh, but she couldn't hold back the flood of emotions.

Li You saw her sitting on the bed, and finally let go of the hanging heart, and slowly approached Luo Ying after stabilizing her breath.

Her eyes followed Li You, and she didn't want to look away for a moment.

Eight years is too long, she doesn't want to miss every minute and every second of being able to see Li You, she is afraid that if she leaves for a second, will there be the next eight years waiting for her, or maybe endless waiting.

"Are you okay?"

Li You finally saw Luo Ying, he didn't know how to face it a few days ago, and he was afraid that Luo Ying would be even more sad when he saw him, but when he heard Song Nanqiao say that her life was dying, he couldn't care about it, even if the sky fell, he had to go to see him.