He Yiyang, who was in a foreign country, finally woke up after being in a coma for three days, and the nurse on the side hurriedly went to find a doctor. The doctor said a bunch of English to He Yiyang that he didn't understand, and he could only shake his head at the doctor in pain and dizziness.

The nurse probably understood that He Yiyang did not understand English, and after a while, she found another doctor who could speak a few words of Chinese that was not fluent. After first confirming that He Yiyang was Chinese, he began to introduce He Yiyang to his situation in Chinese, which he was not fluent in.

He Yiyang probably understood a few words, and knew that he shouldn't have any big problems, but there seemed to be some shadow on his head, but he wasn't sure what the consequences would be for the time being.

That doctor may have been showing off his Chinese once and had said a lot of irrelevant things to He Yiyang. He Yiyang couldn't speak, and he didn't want to listen to his nonsense, he just wanted to find his bag and belongings now.

The chattering doctor only cared about showing Chinese for himself, and the little nurse on the side was not clever, and when he saw He Yiyang looking for something, he immediately handed over the things they kept for He Yiyang.

He Yiyang took out his mobile phone for the first time to check the time, he booked a flight back to China a few days ago, and the boarding time was in the evening, and now it is noon. He originally wanted to take advantage of the few days before returning to China to see Feifei, but he didn't expect to be wasted in the hospital like this.

He Yiyang couldn't help but think of Feifei again, tears couldn't help moistening his eyes, and he secretly vowed to bring Feifei back. In the afternoon, He Yiyang was discharged from the hospital despite the doctor's objections and rushed to the airport non-stop.

He has been walking for almost a month, he didn't contact Xia Jing when he left, he didn't tell anyone, his mobile phone didn't roam, he tried his best to contact Xia Jing after he arrived in the United States, but he couldn't speak and didn't understand English, and he finally got through the phone several times but was hung up because he couldn't make a sound.

Now that he had to go back no matter what, he couldn't imagine what would happen to Xia Jing this month without news of him because of his selfishness. In short, all he could think of was that Xia Jing must be in a hurry, maybe looking for him all over the world.

Now that Feifei has been snatched away, he can't let anything happen to Xia Jing, for him, Xia Jing is now his only reliance, the biggest spiritual pillar.

After a long flight, as soon as he got off the plane, He Yiyang felt that his eyes were black and dizzy, but he didn't care about rushing home without stopping for a moment.

He wanted to go back and clean up and hide the injuries on his head and arms, so that Xia Jing would not see and worry. But all the way, his heart was apprehensive, he didn't know how Xia Jing would react when he saw him, and he was inexplicably scared.

Finally arrived at the door, He Yiyang didn't expect to see Xia Jing walking out of his residential area in a trance as soon as he got out of the car. Seeing Xia Jing's appearance, He Yiyang was very distressed, he hurriedly put the hat of his clothes on his head, pulled the sleeves of his clothes down and strode to Xia Jing's side.

He Yiyang thought of thousands of words of apology, but when he saw Xia Jing, his mind was blank, and now the only thing he could think of was to tell her: He missed her so much.

He Yiyang held back his tears, stretched out his hand and was about to gesture to that sentence, when Xia Jing suddenly opened his mouth first. She told He Yiyang without any waves on her face: "Let's break up, from now on you are you, I am me, I never want to see you again." ”

What Xia Jing said was as plain as water, relaxed and natural, but it was like a long knife that was thrust into He Yiyang's chest, making him unable to breathe in pain.

He Yiyang's hands began to tremble, and his eyes began to darken. He looked at Xia Jing with tears in his eyes, and wanted Xia Jing to tell him that the sentence was false and angry, but Xia Jing gave him a sneer and left without hesitation or looking back.

He Yiyang wanted to keep it, but in the end he still didn't stretch out his hand, because he knew Xia Jing's pride, knew her decisiveness, and knew that he was never worthy of her.

He Yiyang turned to look at Xia Jing's distant back, tears finally couldn't help falling, a burst of pain surged from his heart to his brows, his head began to ache sharply, the darkness gradually occupied his eyes, his legs were no longer able to support him, his body fell to the ground all of a sudden, and Xia Jing's figure gradually disappeared into his eyes.

The moment He Yiyang closed his eyes, he was sad and sad, but he felt the most guilty. Xia Jing had already been injured once, and he had hurt him again. If he was given another chance, he would choose to love her quietly, as long as he quietly watched her happy.