Sweetheart touched the top floor of Hospital 306 alone, where there was a special care unit, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, a soldier stopped him and asked her to show her identification.

Yan Li waited by the elevator, and when he saw that his sweetheart was coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile and ordered: "** Arranged guests, don't need to check." ”

"Yes. The soldier let go, and Sweetheart stuck out her tongue and quickly slipped through their gaps.

"Come this way. Yan Li took the sweetheart to cross the layers of guards, and the sweetheart didn't dare to ask, for fear that he would say something that shouldn't be said, so many ears would listen.

Walking all the way to the door of the ward, Yan Li finally stopped, and he said to his sweetheart kindly: "Girl, the second young master is inside, I am waiting for you here at the door, what is there to call me." ”

"Yes. Sweetheart took a deep breath, put her hand on the door, and knocked lightly twice.

Soon, a clear and familiar voice came from inside the door: "Please come in." ”

Sweetheart's fingertips twitched, and for a moment she wanted to run away, she didn't know how she got this opportunity to see Qinglang, but she actually came to break up with him.

She couldn't live with him anymore, and after a few days of torture, she finally collapsed, and she felt that she could only be a broom star in her life, lonely for the rest of her life, otherwise whoever she was with would be harmed.

She cheered herself up in her heart, tried to put on a smiling face, clenched her fists and pushed the door in, but as soon as she looked at her boss Tu Qinglang's bloodshot eyes, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore and walked in with a misty vision.

"Clear......," she cried out in a trembling voice.

Situ Qinglang smiled, and suddenly felt a little strange, so strange that he didn't even know how to tell her the first sentence and what the content of the words was.

"You're here. His response was spooky.

But Sweetheart didn't care, she flew up and hugged him, crying, "I thought you were dead!

Despite the gunshot wound that hit him in the chest, Situ Qinglang didn't say a word, just hugged her with his hand with difficulty, he patted her back again and again, and comforted softly: "Don't think about it, I can't die." It's you, if those two injuries are healed, show me a look. ”

Sweetheart immediately craned his neck and showed him with tears in his eyes, Situ Qinglang looked at the shallow scratch and pulled his heart, it was impossible to say that he was afraid now, and when he recalled that scene, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He carried his sweetheart to the hospital bed, pulled up her trouser leg to see the abrasion on her ankle, which was a little tighter than her neck, and was still wrapped in gauze.

He took it apart and looked at it, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure it was okay. Sweetheart turned to him, "What about yours, show me!"

"Forget it, I'm so bandaged that you can't see it. Situ Qinglang touched her head and pinched her face again, "I've lost weight again in the past few days, and the dark circles under my eyes are like pandas, haven't I slept well?"

"Nightmares. Sweetheart muttered pitifully.

Situ Qinglang regretted that he had asked this question, and of course he wanted to say, "Don't be afraid of me", but he suddenly realized that it was impossible for him to be by her side to protect her in the future.

"Look less at those horrible things. He diverted the subject stiffly, and suddenly put her down, pointed to the chair beside him, and said, "Sit there, I have something to say to you later." ”

Sweetheart nodded obediently, she hadn't been able to understand what it meant to come over and clear "have something to say", her mind was full of her own tangled feelings, whether she should say it or not, if she said it, she would be in pain for a lifetime, and if she didn't say it, she would also regret it for the rest of her life.

She sat there, the sun shining through the curtains on her delicate and fair face, as beautiful as an oil painting.

Situ Qinglang stared at her, as if he wanted to freeze her appearance in his heart forever.

They suddenly turned from familiar to unfamiliar, Situ Qinglang opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't know how to say it, until Tianxin realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and asked in hindsight: "Qinglang, what do you want to tell me?"

Situ Qinglang's hand hidden under the quilt suddenly clenched the sheets, as if he had made a lot of determination, he took a deep breath and said, "Sweetheart, I'm going to get married, I'm sorry." ”。

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