Later, he went faster and faster in his field, and she finally couldn't keep up, but she would always be by her side. Light, clean and refreshing dress, soft long hair, long and delicate face......

All the trivial things that were deliberately forgotten in the depths of his memory were remembered little by little, and in the middle of this empty night, he ran into his mind one by one. There was a tremor in the chest, where there was a cry of longing, shouting for love.

He didn't know why he was aware of the love and love he had hidden deep in his heart on such a night, but those things ran out one by one, like a flood that opened the floodgates, unable to contain, unmanageable, rushing, surging out of his chest.

He finally knew the cause of the heartache he had felt in the hospital when he heard that she would never show up again, and what he had been ignoring was now clear. The hurt and pain that had been brought to her was now like a sharp knife, eating him little by little.

He didn't know how long he had been driving, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived near Xie Jinling's villa, he parked the car, turned off the engine, and looked at Xie Jinling's room with the lights on in the shadows, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a smile, no wonder he felt at ease every time he came here, it turned out to be like this.

Don't know what she's doing now? Hearing Xie Jinxiao, she has started working in Shengshi, she should be looking at Ming's work arrangement. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, and his breath seemed to be all around him.

Wait a little longer, when he takes care of everything, when he cuts off all the ties between him and Song Shihao, he will unswervingly hold her hand and make up for the damage he has given her, preferably for a lifetime.

And the person in that bedroom was full of worries, from the perspective of soilism, she hoped that Song Shihao could live well, but emotionally, as long as she thought of having a child between them, she felt like a knife, and she wanted her to die.

At noon, Auntie's words brought back her sanity a little, she had no right to decide on life and death, and she had no right to cut off hope alive.

Xie Jinling covered her eyes in pain, she was wondering if if she had let go earlier, would the final result be different, she and Tong Yuyang would not have experienced those bad things, she would not have lost a child, and she would not wash her face with tears every night.

Both of them were thinking about each other, but because there was so much between them, neither could speak first. So they separated themselves in this way, and let the thoughts of Pets flood into a river.

Song Shihao was lying in the hospital, her hearing was well trained, and on days when she had nothing to do, she could only lie on the hospital bed and listen to the footsteps coming and going, talking, and listening to the birdsong outside the window, so Tong Yuyang knew as soon as she left.

The corners of her mouth pulled up an arc, it seemed that the person who had deceived herself for so many years finally saw her heart clearly, and at this moment her phone rang.

She picked up: "Hey? ”

"Where have you been lately?" His voice seemed to be tired, lacking in life.

Song Shihao's eyes circled along the ward, and then he spoke: "On vacation, I only finished filming some time ago, and now I'm on vacation outside." ”

Yang Minghui breathed a long sigh of relief, he thought that Song Shihao was hiding again. During this time, he had to deal with all kinds of things, to stabilize the company, and he never had a good rest, nor did he go to her.