After recuperating for half a month, Li Luowei's gunshot wound has basically healed, but in order to prevent sudden infection, she needs to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.

In the past few days of hospitalization, Bei Mingye has not visited her once, Li Luowei has long hated this ruthless and cold-blooded man, and he is happier than her.

It's just that Li Luowei may never know that the ruthless and cold-blooded man in her eyes will wait at the door of the ward every night until midnight.

For fear of irritating Li Luowei and delaying her recovery, he always snooped through the crack in the window like a thief, until he confirmed that she had fallen asleep peacefully, and would not leave, the tenderness and worry of the man, Li Luowei would not know, of course, Bei Mingye would not let her know.

He would rather make her hate him than let her find out that he still loves her......

Most of the time, Lai Luowei's hospital room is quite deserted.

Except for a few caretakers who took turns to take care of her, occasionally Lin Mo and Xu Qianrou came to see her, and could hardly hear the sound of people talking, in such a lonely and quiet day, Li Luowei learned to read and write.

She read a lot of books, poems, songs, prose, and finally fell hopelessly in love with Buddhist scriptures.

From "The Great Compassion Mantra" to "The Diamond Sutra" to "The Legend of Bodh Ka Ye" and finally "Nirvana Theory", she was deeply immersed in it, feeling the great wisdom of Buddhism, realizing the great unity of the vast world beyond the small self, and her state of mind was also much broader.

She has become less sad and joyful, her emotions are not as up-and-down as before, and the hatred for Bei Mingye in her heart is no longer so strong, but she sees him as a stranger, and no longer has any feelings for him.

When she was hospitalized, she begged her to buy a diary.

The cover of the brown paper looks old and full of charm, and the four-digit password is known only to her.

Open the diary and write down her daily experience, this is her own little world, she can wantonly express her joys, sorrows, love and hatred in this small world.

Today, the ward was deserted as usual, and even the nurses went out because of the shift handover, leaving Li Luowei alone in the ward.

Of course, women are also happy to be quiet.

She lay on her stomach face down, took out the diary from under the pillow, entered the password and opened it, and then bit the pen with her teeth, writing down her mood stroke by stroke, her expression was extremely focused, almost isolated from the world.

"March 19th, fine.

The gunshot wound on my back must have begun to scab over! Because it was very itchy, I always wanted to reach out and scratch it, but the nurse wouldn't let me, saying that I was afraid of infection and leaving an even more ugly scar, and I thought, even if I didn't do anything, the scar on my back should be destined to follow me for the rest of my life! When I read the Buddhist scriptures today, there is a saying called 'Let go is fulfillment,'

I think I've let go of that person, when there is no more hatred in my heart, and I have fulfilled him and myself......"

Li Luowei's mind wandered in the vast and boundless realm of Buddhist numerology, and she didn't know when the door of the ward was opened, and when the man standing in front of her appeared.

In front of the hospital bed, the handsome-faced man held a bouquet of delicate roses in his hand, standing silently, like a transparent person without saying a word, just looking at Li Luowei's focused appearance, he couldn't bear to disturb.

Finally, Li Luowei finished writing today's mood, and the moment she closed the diary, she glanced at the tall and cold figure in front of the hospital bed and was startled.

"Ahh

The man standing solemnly in front of him was the man Li Luowei thought she would never see again.

"Mo Yihan,!"

Li Luowei exclaimed unexpectedly, she stroked her chest, and said in disbelief: "How do you know I'm here!"

Didn't she tell him that they would never see each other again? Why was he still so stubborn, why did he refuse to let go of her and give himself a way out?

"As long as I want to know, there's nothing I can't know!"

Mo Yihan's tone was light, but he had the same arrogance and domineering as Bei Mingye.

He looked at Li Luowei's eyes, affectionate and focused, but possessive, as if he was constantly putting on high-intensity voltage, which made Li Luowei extremely uncomfortable.

"For you, I hope you've recovered!"

Mo Yihan handed the bouquet of roses in his arms to Li Luowei, the roses were delicate and charming, exuding an intoxicating floral fragrance, but unfortunately they were incompatible with Li Luowei.

"Thank you...... Thank you!"

Li Luowei nodded uncomfortably at Mo Yihan.

After all, people have good intentions, and it is impossible for her to refuse people thousands of miles away, so that people can't come to the stage!

"I'll plug it in for you!"

Mo Yihan was extremely relaxed, as if he was the owner here, he threw away the lilies placed at the head of the bed, filled the crystal vase with water, and slowly inserted the roses into it one by one.

He sat on the edge of Li Luowei's bed, like a professional Japanese flower arranger, and each flower was placed with great care.

"These days, I'm worried about you!"

Mo Yihan took a gorgeously blooming rose to Yingting's nose and sniffed it, and said in a very casual tone.

Li Luowei looked up at him, her handsome face, and her eyebrows were a little more sophisticated and tired.

She didn't know if the tiredness between his brows was because of her.

She thinks she shouldn't have that much influence!

"Don't do this, I made it clear that day, it's impossible for me to be with you!"

Although her body was very weak, her tone was so resolute that there was no room for negotiation.

The knife cuts through the mess and cuts off his love for her, which is good for both parties.

"I know, but what does it matter, I don't care!"

Mo Yihan smiled deceptively, and looked at the roses in his hand intently, as if he did not take Li Luowei's ruthless refusal to heart.

"Then you ......"

"Don't be so nervous, I just miss you, I want to see how you are...... I know we can't, but that doesn't stop me from thinking about you, I don't stop me from liking you!"

His words were even more self-defeating than his smile.

Li Luowei didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, I'll leave when the flowers are finished, and I won't cause you any trouble!"

"I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong, I just hope you don't waste your time on me, it's not worth it!"

Li Luowei explained to Mo Yihan with some excitement that the least thing she liked in her life was to be misunderstood by others, let alone Mo Yihan?

It's just that her explanation is so unconvincing, which makes Mo Yihan more determined.

"How can it be a waste of time to do what you love?"

After Mo Yihan finished speaking, he stopped speaking and focused on the placement of the flowers.