Seeing Tong Jing walking out of the gate of the hospital, two handsome guys who were obsessively guarding the door greeted him in unison.

"Tong Jing—"

"Tong Jing—"

Tong Jing's whole person is still immersed in her own world, and the sense of powerlessness from the shop makes her at a loss, dazed like a soulless **, she was hit too hard today, so big that she didn't have time to digest it.

Yang Pu and Bai Yang's two calls, she didn't hear anything.

"Tong Jing—" Yang Pu called her again.

Raising his head in a trance, "You called me?" Tong Jing's expression was like being suddenly woken up when he was asleep, startled.

"What did she tell you, you feel like you've lost your soul—" Yang Pu helped Tong Jing as he walked in the direction where the car was parked.

"Nothing!" Tong Jing was indifferently reluctant to say more.

"You're always like this, you hide everything in your heart, and the more you say it's nothing, the more you worry about it!" Bai Yang grabbed Tong Jing's arm, and Yang Pu took two steps back.

Tong Jing was startled by the brute force just now, but quickly regained his composure, "Not everything will be fine if you say it, some things will only make me more uncomfortable-"

"I don't care if you tell me, I just hope you can find someone to talk to, let someone else bear the troubles and pain for you, and stop torturing yourself, okay!" Bai Yang's tone also softened, his heart was pulled open with such a big wound, it hurt, but it complicated his mood.

Tong Jing didn't speak again, looked at Bai Yang thoughtfully for a few seconds, and then followed Yang Pu back to the car, Bai Yang didn't follow anymore, watching her back get farther and farther away, a person stake-like pestle in place, like a fool without any thoughts, blurred eyes over the flowers, through the back, as if looking into the void, the emptiness was unbearable.

Tong Jing sat in the co-pilot's seat. Yangpu slowly drove the car. In the rear mirror, he saw Bai Yang's dim figure, so broken and so cold by the moonlight, his heart was panicked for a moment, he pulled the collar of his shirt, and adjusted his breathing.

The street lamps on both sides hit the glass windows of the car, a little dazzling, Tong Jing casually looked out of the car window, and a slight sound like a gauze filter came out of his throat. "Yangpu—"

"Huh?" Yangpu: My hands on the steering wheel tightened.

"You really love me, don't you—" Tong Jing slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Yang Pu, and said faintly.

Yang Pu looked at Tong Jing and said seriously, "I love you, Tong Jing!" ”

Tong Jing nodded, "Maybe my love is not as deep as your love for me, but I want to tell you that I will always be very serious about me, but I am not like lying to you at the same time, I still have Bai Yang in my heart, if you can still accept me like this, and are willing to associate with me, then you will keep driving the car, if you can't accept me like this, then stop now, I will get out of this car!" She gave the choice to Yang Pu, because she felt that she was not qualified to choose such a good man at all, and there were some things that should be done, but this decision was not made by herself-

"So, between me and Bai Yang, you choose me-" Yang Pu held the steering wheel in his hand, and his feet on the clutch seemed to be numb and unconscious, and every breath he took seemed to consume the length of his life, and then it was like a shallow pencil line on the wall, which was erased little by little by the eraser.

"I'm not qualified to choose you-" Tong Jing smiled self-deprecatingly, "You should know how dirty I am, I was pregnant with Bai Yang's child, no, Gong Shengkai and I still have a **CD, and I also have another man in my heart, so what qualifications do I have to choose you!" ”

Yang Pu parked the car on the side of the road, the two of them in the car were quiet for a long time, the street lights on both sides of the road were a little dim, sprinkled with a variety of light and shadow on him and her, zigzags, fluttering.

Until Tong Jing felt his hand being held. She turned her head and saw that Yang Pu was looking at her, his expression was indifferent, but his eyes were shining. "I, Comrade Yangpu, really want to marry Miss Tong Jing as my wife, so how can I be willing to let go-"

Sadness, bitterness, joy, and happiness all stagnated on Tong Jing's dislike face, and he wanted to speak, and finally silently rested his head on Yang Pu's shoulder.

The corners of Yang Pu's mouth curled into a light smile of relief, and he rubbed the top of her head with his palm over and over again. "You know, I've never felt so relieved as I do now—"

Tong Jing closed his eyes, as if all the things were removed from his shoulders, yes, this feeling is very reassuring, and he can let himself fall asleep like this, and those words locked in his heart are also willing to be shared with others, "Yangpu, do you know, just now Wen Ruying told me that my biological father turned out to be U.S. Treasury Secretary Mayne, he abandoned Wen Ruying, returned to China to marry the politician's daughter, and Wen Ruying was just to get a green card in the United States, so she gave birth to me, but when they were all shattered, I became the object of her disgust, and cruelly abandoned me to an orphanage, and if it weren't for the Tong family to take me in, I wouldn't dare to think about what kind of life I am living now, you say, should I thank them, or should I hate them, why can they both be so ruthless-"

Yang Pu listened to Tong Jing quietly after saying everything, and did not react much surprise or sadness, but said in the most ordinary tone, "Actually, I should thank them, it is their union that gives you life and gives me the opportunity to know you, and you can't be guilty of thanking them, and you can't be guilty of hating how they should live or how they live, you still have me by your side, your adoptive father, adoptive mother, we still love you, like your shadow is inseparable from you, isn't this good——"