Bai Qingyu tensed the corners of his lips, his eyes were very sore, God knows how hard it hit him the moment he woke up and learned that his leg was gone.

Jiang Ruan Aimei, he has always paid special attention to his image over the years, and will always appear in front of her with the best attitude.

But now such a result.

The only bit of confidence he had built up in front of her...... It's gone.

"You want to see it?"

He lowered his eyelashes and opened his mouth.

It's like a broken jar.

Then he pulled the blanket away.

Two legs, one of the trousers tube is empty, and the trouser leg is trembling slightly when the wind blows outside the door.

It's already a wrecked body.

Jiang Ruan stared at that place for a long time, she reached out and gently stroked the silk trousers.

The thigh was also cut in half, and it was completely wasted.

Her heart seemed to have been cut open and bloody, making her breathe stagnant, and her scalp was numb and stiff.

But what is even stronger is the guilt, distress, this heart-rending sadness, she has experienced twice in her life.

One was the death of a parent.

Once at this moment.

"I'm sorry........."

She was choking.

Bai Qingyu looked at her with red eyes, raised his hand to touch her cheek, there were tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth smiled hard: "I said, I don't want to hear you say these three words to me in this life." ”

"Jiang Ruan, you don't owe me, after all." His voice was stalking.

Fingertips skimmed the corners of her eyes.

"Anyway, you can be regarded as raised by me, I can't see you being wronged and hurt."

"I'm sorry........."

Jiang Ruan had never experienced such a feeling, sad and powerless.

She didn't even know what else to do for him other than those three words.

Although the two of them have been fighting and fighting over the years, and they don't seem to like each other, only the two of them can understand how strong this relationship is.

Once she thought it was a brother and sister relationship.

At this moment of seeing his wrecked body.

After all, the taste and trajectory have changed.

She even ...... There's nothing to give him back.

Bai Qingyu stiffened suddenly.

He understood her, and almost instantly understood the meaning of her sorry sentence this time.

There was a long silence in the air.

Bai Qingyu suddenly pulled her hand away.

Turning the wheelchair, the movement was a little hurried, the force was too great, and suddenly one accidentally hit the corner of the table behind him, and he fell to the ground, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Ruan subconsciously stretched out his hand to help.

But he dodged him.

Bai Qingyu propped his hands on the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the broken leg, then moved to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt, and Jiang Ruan, the insider, saw many red scarves spread under the quilt.

The colors are intense.

It's really eye-catching.

Bai Qingyu picked up the stacks of square scarves, hugged them tightly in his arms, and finally looked up at her, Jiang Ruan walked over with his legs raised, and he stuffed those scarves into her arms.

He pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"For you. You're always so afraid of the cold, so I've knitted a few over the years, the stitches may not look good, but, but it will be very warm. ”

I have never sent it out after so many years.

But now, it doesn't seem to matter.

His baby, always so smart.

At this moment, even if he wanted to continue to deceive himself and everyone, it would be useless.

Jiang Ruan raised his hand and stroked the scarf that was hooked out one by one.

Every stitch hides a strong and suppressed emotion.

It was so heavy that her soul couldn't bear it.

"Baby."

Bai Qingyu suddenly looked at her with a smile, and there was heartbreaking emotion in her dark green peach blossom eyes.

It was as if the sky was dawning, very clear, as if there was no purer person in this world than him: "You smile at me." ”

He said, "You smile at me, I give up." ”