Rong Che's hand was still held by Lin Qinghuan, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Shen Fengyan stood beside him, leaning on the window and looking at him, for a while, he sneered: "The previous things, the past is gone, there is no need to let it continue to be wrong, right?" ”

Rong Che didn't answer.

Shen Fengyan thought that it should be Rong Che who should be at a loss now.

But Rong Che's calmness was far beyond his imagination.

It's him.

Because I had waited for so long, I suddenly realized that I didn't want to wait any longer.

He was trying to be sure, and now that it was all close at hand, why wait.

Lin Qinghuan was lying on the hospital bed, her soft and white hand firmly holding Rong Che's hand, but even if Lin Qinghuan called his name just now, looking at her actions at the moment, Shen Fengyan felt like a pinprick.

"Would you like to go out and talk?" Shen Fengyan restrained the anger in his voice, like a child who had been abandoned and pretended not to care.

Rong Che didn't say anything.

The warm palm was covered on the back of Lin Qinghuan's hand, and she waited for her to gradually get used to it, before she took her hand away and slowly put it into the quilt.

Rong Che's movements were all in Shen Fengyan's eyes.

For him, it was a piercing pain.

Shen Fengyan turned to leave, and Rong Che quickly followed.

When looking at him, Shen Fengyan's eyes were surging with huge hatred, and he went straight to the point: "What do you want?" ”

Rong Che, who had been silent, chuckled suddenly, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and he was a little puzzled: "What do you mean by what do I want?" Isn't that what I should ask you? ”

Shen Fengyan was speechless, but when he desperately wanted to say something, Rong Che didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"You just said that the past is gone, there is no need to let it go wrong again, yes, I have always thought so." Rong Che's understated voice was a little contemptuous, but there was no disdain.

The soft voice seemed to tell a very long time ago, precipitating his feelings and helplessness.

"You always say that my love path is not smooth, I don't deny it, and I can't deny it, I'm always emotionally unenlightened, I don't know how to maintain a relationship, and even ...... I can't tell if it's love or not, so I'm always wrong. ”

"Wrong decisions, wrong words, irreparably wrong." Saying that, Rong Che laughed at himself: "The most wrong thing is that I always think that if I am wrong, I am wrong, and if I am wrong, I am irreparable." ”

Shen Fengyan looked at him, listened to his indifferent chuckle and telling, and suddenly found that Rong Che at this moment had a calmness and indifference in his eyes that he had never seen before.

In the imperial capital, Rong Che has always been known for his decisiveness and resoluteness, and his eyes have always been tenacious and decisive, and irresistible majesty.

Now, however, there is so much softness and blandness.

I don't know why, looking at that calmness, Shen Fengyan suddenly felt that there was no place for him to stay here.

He panicked away from Rong Che's gaze and stopped looking at him.

However, his reaction made Rong Che more and more indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were raised with an indifferent chuckle, and after a while, he chuckled: "Actually, where in the world are there so many irreparable things, not letting it go wrong again is the first step to recovery, isn't it?" ”

"Redemption?" Shen Fengyan couldn't even believe what he heard: "To Lin Qinghuan, where did you come from to say that you are qualified?" ”

Five years ago, it was a false start.

"The two of you have nothing to do with each other, if it weren't for ......" Speaking of this, Shen Fengyan's words came to an abrupt end.

After a moment, the hatred in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Not to Rong Che, but to himself.

Looking at his reaction at this moment, Rong Che couldn't help but smile, and then said casually: "What if it wasn't what? Your mother was cruel to her? It's still Rong Chen's extermination of me. ”

Shen Fengyan was speechless.

Rong Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief before he said slowly: "Feng Yan, in fact, you are not qualified to blame anyone. ”

Shen Fengyan's hands hanging on his sides suddenly clenched.

Rong Che's understated tone was still casual: "You have always felt that it is unfair, why did your departure not get her waiting, but my intervention by mistake, in fact...... It may be that you are involved with someone else, and it may not be. ”

"What do you mean?"

Rong Che's so-called others......

Shen Fengyan's eyebrows tightened more and more, and in the end, it slowly turned into disbelief.

"Impossible!"

The corners of Rong Che's mouth raised slightly: "Nothing is impossible." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, and quickly turned to leave, disappearing from Shen Fengyan's field of vision.

*

When Lin Qinghuan woke up, it was already early in the morning.

I barely opened my eyes and looked at the pure white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant lingering on the tip of my nose, only to realize that I was in the hospital now.

Turning sideways to the other side, Rong Che leaned lazily on the chair, idly looking at the documents in his hand, and in the quiet ward, he could even hear the sound of him flipping the paper.

However, the last picture before passing out came to mind, which made Lin Qinghuan hurriedly look away.

His eyes were sour, and soon, overflowing with tears.

Lying on the hospital bed, she tried her best to restrain the sound of her breathing, closed her eyes tightly, and didn't want tears to rage, but tears kept flowing out of her eyes like beads with broken threads.

It rolls down the tail of the eye, down to the cheeks, and finally hides like hair.

Her steady breathing gradually changed, but this subtle change was easy to spot for Rong Che, who had an incomparably strong insight.

Rong Che's eyebrows twisted, his gaze shifted from the document to Lin Qinghuan's direction, and after a while, he got up and walked over directly.

Lin Qinghuan opened his eyes when he heard his footsteps, looked at him with teary eyes, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe the tears on his face, but was stopped by Rong Che.

With his calloused fingertips, he carefully wiped away the tears on Lin Qinghuan's face, and asked in a low voice, "What are you crying about?" ”

I don't know why, Lin Qinghuan's tears seem to be wiped away forever.

The overlapping memories in his mind were finally reflected in his eyes that hid the sea of stars.

His warm palms cupped her cheeks, his eyes as soft as spring water locked firmly on her.

"At that time, you really didn't know it was me?" Rong Che muttered to himself.

It seems to be about to say it to Lin Qinghuan, and it seems to be talking to yourself.

In the end, the gentle voice was drowned out in Lin Qinghuan's sobbing.

Rong Che never comforts people, but in the face of Lin Qinghuan at this moment, whether it is gentle or spoiled, everything is natural: "Don't cry, okay?" ”

"Does the wound on your back hurt?"

"Shall I call the doctor to come and give you painkiller injections?"

The clear and hoarse voice was as pleasant as jade, and in the silent night, there was no more beautiful sound than at this moment.

However, even so, it failed to comfort Lin Qinghuan.

Listening to her soft and helpless cry, it was like a blunt knife cutting through his heart.

Rong Che was a little overwhelmed, couldn't leave, didn't know what to do, and was helpless like never before.

"Don't cry, okay? Don't cry, as long as you don't cry, I can ...... whatever I want."

Even if it's ......

Rong Che's hand holding her cheek trembled involuntarily, he lowered his head, and didn't even dare to look at Lin Qinghuan.

Even if?

It's just that even if it, Rong Che feels shocked when he thinks about it.

After all, he still didn't want to speak.

He always had so many things he couldn't say.

Lin Qinghuan wanted to reach out and hug him, but as soon as he moved, his whole back hurt.

In the end, she reached out to wipe away the raging tears on her face, and looked at Rong Che with tears stained on her face, her voice hoarse and slight: "I'm sorry ......"

Rong Che held her cheek, lowered his head, and slowly looked up at her teary eyes when he heard her words.

Lin Qinghuan sniffled, forcibly held back the crying in his voice, and kept repeating: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

After a while, Rong Che asked, "I'm sorry what?" ”

I was most afraid of hearing what he didn't want to hear.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, can't like you.

However, Lin Qinghuan muttered to himself: "Rong Che, I'm sorry......"

It's just that before she finished speaking, Rong Che's lips directly covered her lips, tossing and turning and kissing, and it took a long time to reluctantly let go.

"Do you have to tell me the same thing a second time?"

Rong Che's eyes were filled with lust, and his muttering voice was full of exhaustion.

Lin Qinghuan's mind was in chaos, she didn't even know why Rong Che said such a thing to her, for a while, she asked him in hindsight: "You say...... What the? ”

Her clear eyes reflected in his bright starry eyes, and the doubt and sincerity in her eyes made Rong Che breathe a sigh of relief.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he said slowly: "It's nothing." There was silence for a moment, then he straightened up and let go of her.

Lin Qinghuan sat on the bed and lay on the bed for several hours without moving, and just woke up, Rong Che helped her up and sat down, and sent a message to Xiao Su to send him some light and delicious supper.

After calming down, Rong Che still cared very much about Lin Qinghuan's words that followed with sorry.

"Why did you suddenly think to say I'm sorry?" His tone was flat, as if the person he was worried about just now was not him at all.

Lin Qinghuan leaned back against the soft pillow, held a cup of warm water that Rong Che had just poured for her, took a sip, and then said slowly: "I ......"

She wanted to speak and stopped, and hesitated for a while before saying: "Maybe you're right, even if I don't like him anymore, I know that I won't have any possibility with him anymore, but I still can't bear to look at his hands, especially ...... In front of me. ”

The corners of Rong Che's mouth raised, and his smile was a little self-deprecating: "If I said that when you were unconscious, you held my hand and called his name, would you still think that you don't like him?" ”

Lin Qinghuan knew that Rong Che would not joke with her about this, so she kept her mouth shut, only lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry." ”

"Why are you sorry?" Rong Che hid a chuckle at the corner of his mouth, but his tone became more and more light.

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a while before he spoke solemnly: "Anyway, I am your wife now, and I ...... today It seems to have crossed the line. ”