Lin Anqi couldn't calm herself down, she couldn't figure out if she was sick these days, turning upside down to change wards or something, where did the tossing chain loosen and throw away?

In either case, the results are not optimistic, after all, it is a white gold bracelet, not a little girl's toy or an old fountain pen of a schoolgirl,.

She couldn't describe it to anyone, the little obsession, the little throbbing, like the epilogue left by an unexpected fluke stolen, the embers left by a desperate burn...... She was just trying to catch something in vain, but she also knew that she couldn't catch anything at all.

She felt very sad in her heart, extremely sad, and the loss of this chain was not so much an accidental negligence on her part, but an inevitable fate.

For others, that chain may represent a small windfall, worth half a month's salary.

For Angel Lin, that chain may represent the softest and most secret passage of her life, a kind of sustenance and comfort.

But who knows who this other person will be?

In the past few days of grogginess, coughing and shaking, thousands of thoughts have passed through her mind when she is awake, but she has never thought about the chain on her ankle.

…………

Suddenly, she thought of Tang Junfeng.

Is it possible that that night, he found out that he was still wearing the "incriminating evidence" of some kind of relationship between them, which he took off and threw away?

She tried to calm herself, and thought carefully about the night she slept with him, the morning when she fled from him.

However, she immediately rejected her own thoughts.

Although he had said that she wasn't worth a check, he wouldn't be so cold as to leave her a chain, would he?

She remembered that when she was covered in mud when she was there with him, the chain was still on her ankle, and out of some secret thought, she deliberately pulled out a pair of his socks from his closet and put them on.

Although this thought was boring, now that I think about it, I can still leave some traceable traces of the bracelet in her.

Yes, she hadn't thought to check the bracelet on her ankle since she put on his socks, and then, putting on his socks again, put on her own shoes and ran away in a daze.

She tried hard to recall the future events, and indeed there were some details that she couldn't remember too much, the chain that had been clinging to her skin for a long time didn't feel anything special many times, not to mention that her feet were still wearing a pair of men's stockings.

She didn't remember if she still had that chain on her ankle when she fled the mansion.

But there is one thing she firmly believes that with Tang Junfeng's pride, she will not look at such a little thing that has been given away.

She stubbornly felt that no matter what, even if he saw the chain, he would not be able to take it casually, and, most importantly, she really couldn't remember whether he had touched any part of her body.

The chaotic thoughts made Lin Anqi feel dizzy, weak, and suddenly emptied.

She couldn't support her tired body anymore, and slowly fell on the pillow, tears flowing down quickly.

The slight footsteps outside stopped when she walked to the door of the ward, Lin Anqi didn't even bother to open her eyes, she silently turned her face sideways, and let the pillow stain the tears on her face.

No matter who comes outside, they can't share the slightest trace of her sorrow.

But, no matter what, she still doesn't want anyone to see her cry for no reason.

She enjoys the treatment of a local tyrant's daughter, and she wipes tears from her eyes, I believe that anyone who sees it will be surprised, she doesn't want to give people unnecessary speculation and curiosity.

She was even more afraid that Lin Jiahao would know.

She just wanted to hide it deeper.

She had even silently dismissed the first moment of impulse to ask about the two nurses and the nurse.

Such futile words are left unspoken.

It's better to save more than one thing, if someone else picked up that chain and wanted to return it to you, it would have been given to you a long time ago, do you still need to ask?

Lin Anqi is not a fool, there are only a few people in and out of the VIP ward, once he shouts this, then everyone will be suspicious, and everyone will feel uncomfortable.

Two nurses and one nurse, Lin Jiahao will come occasionally, which one do you suspect?

What's the point?

Something that is not worth a few dollars in the first place, she will only be despised for nothing.

She felt a deep sense of fatalism rise in her heart.

Could this be the final game God has set for her?

If it weren't for this storm, I wouldn't have been so impulsive, and if I hadn't been so impulsive, I wouldn't have ended up losing that bracelet.

Yes, she cherished that bracelet very much, it was completely involuntarily cherished, she had to admit it.

She couldn't help but think of the wedding ring that she discarded on the street, if you compare it seriously, the price doesn't know how many times more expensive than this chain, but she rarely remembers.

This is a punishment, a punishment that is destined in the dark.

Yes, that was not yours in the first place, always to be lost, always to end, always to be forgotten.

"There is no trace after tears, what is the use of guarding the west window, the pain of crying and hitting the monument is not as painful as the loss of a beloved ......."

The lyrics popped into her head again.

However, she felt that she was so ridiculous, so hypocritical, and so bloody.

So humble and boring.

It's really aggrieved by such a beautiful sentence.

Who are you love? Who are you still guarding the west window? Who can remember your tears?

In other words, who will see your grievances?

Who will believe that little bit of your heart?

She asked herself, Lin Anqi, have you ever cried? Have you ever felt distressed? Who have you cried for?

Tong Yu, or the man named Tang Junfeng?

If Tong Yu is not destined to be her man, then other men can't talk about anything.

Forget it, don't be pretentious.

Don't tell anyone, including yourself, that you'll just be scorned.

There was never such a thing as "feelings", so everything was a game of fate.

A process that should have gone through and must be forgotten.

Only a woman like her, a woman who is easy to confuse the true and false with the blurred edge of the distance, will be so entangled and naïve to obsess.

Maybe a woman like her is destined to wander in the so-called relationship in the form of difficult problems.

In all the feelings, her final harvest can only be those invisible fatal wounds.

She's a quirky tangled body, entangled in a little bit of warmth, when she needs it. All she remembered was the warmth of the fingers that came to her, and she coveted the warmth of that little fingertip, and she had forgotten who he was, how they had begun.

That little bit of warmth is just a vague illusion, like the little match girl struck a flame on a snowy night, and the joy and beauty of heaven are fleeting.

God was always watching her with a compassionate gaze that looked down on her.

What was fixed in her heart was nothing more than that soft and illusory perception.

In the end, she couldn't keep even a little bit of his residual warmth, and she couldn't keep even a little bit of self-righteous memorial.

Even if this relationship is actually just her own business, it has nothing to do with anyone for a long time.

Lin Anqi sighed silently.

She doesn't even deserve to be hurt.

No one was going to hurt her, only herself.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then another sound, seeing that Lin Anqi was indifferent lying on the bed, he knocked lightly a few times.

Lin Anqi, who was too lazy to open her eyes, had to open her eyes, and her rambling thoughts were interrupted in an instant, and she suddenly realized that the person who came might not be one of the two special nurses, or the nurse.

They don't knock on the door.

It can't be Lin Jiahao or the doctor who rounds the ward, even if they knock on the door, they will not knock so patiently and persistently.

Lin Anqi turned her face slightly, and strangely saw that in the light and shadow at the door, there was a tall girl standing in the same hospital gown as her.

In an instant, Lin Anqi felt that her eyes were a little serious, and she felt like she wanted to whimper, how could that girl ...... Why is it so much like Manman?

Didn't you just think about some hallucination, and sure enough, you hallucinated, right?

Of course, Lin Anqi knew that the girl at the door could not be Xu Xiaoman's.

First of all, Xu Xiaoman has been the kind of dead cow since she was a child, otherwise she would not have been able to work hard in the sea with her bare hands and spirits.

Of course, taking 10,000 steps back, Xu Xiaoman is not Iron Man after all, and there will definitely be times when he will get sick, but even if Xu Xiaoman will get sick and be admitted to the hospital, it is impossible to go to Yundu to see a doctor, right?

S. Hai is better than any hospital in other places, all over the country, it is a variety of characteristic hospitals, S. Hai is also second to none, no matter what kind of incurable disease Xu Xiaoman has, he is willing to seek the near and far, and he comes to Yundu for treatment, it is impossible to say.

She didn't think about it anywhere else, for example, how could this uninvited guest appear in front of her hospital room?

She just felt that she had been lying groggy and groggy, and she didn't have the strength to go around the door, this girl must be a panicked patient in another room who wanted to play with her.

She didn't know that the VIP ward she was staying in was closed and she refused to visit.

Let's be honest. Lin Anqi has no concept for the time being, otherwise she wouldn't have wondered why she has lived for a few days, and Zheng Han hasn't come to see her once?

In an instant, she just thought a little sadly, maybe the resemblance of beautiful girls is very high, or she is thinking about her relatives and friends for a long time, and she has no hope of thinking of her father, so she has to think of others as Xu Xiaoman.

"May I come in?"

The tall girl in a hospital gown at the door deliberately pinched her throat and asked in a low voice.