Chapter 598 I don't want to go back
As soon as these five words were spoken, the other two people were stunned.
"You...... Don't want to go back? ”
Abigail also thought that he had misheard, and hesitantly raised his head, stared at her, and said.
Zhang Meiling nodded firmly, and at this moment, Smith panicked, stretched out his hand, grabbed her, and asked.
"Why don't you want to go back? Don't you want to get your memories back? Or do you not have amnesia at all? ”
Smith frantically threw out a barrage of questions, really caring about what she was saying these five words.
Seeing this, Abigail behind him reached out and pressed his shoulder, trying to calm him down.
As soon as he was excited, his body showed signs of standing up, but he was forced down by Abigail, and his emotions were suppressed.
"You calm down and listen to Meiling first."
Abigail spoke, looked at him, and persuaded.
"You don't have to be so excited, right, it's just that you won't go back for the time being, and you didn't say that you won't go back, right?"
Smiling, Zhang Meiling looked innocent and said.
Smith, who was sitting next to her, was so anxious that the top of her head was about to smoke, but she was still able to laugh, which was really admirable.
Smith had expected that she would not agree to go back, but she also thought that now that she had amnesia, there should be nothing she was nostalgic for.
"And when are you going back?"
Smith breathed a sigh of relief to hear that she hadn't thought about going back at all.
“emmm…… Wait, and since this is not our country, I must have my own reasons for crossing such a large ocean and coming here, right? ”
Zhang Meiling thought about it, and lightly tapped her lips with her index finger, analyzing her previous thinking like a detective, and said.
Smith was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly very uneasy, and he had a bad premonition.
"You mean to say that you want to find out why you're here before you want to go back?"
He looked at her and asked with some emptiness.
"Not only that, but I have to fulfill my previous wish before leaving, otherwise it would be meaningless for me to run such a big circle?"
Sure enough, it was a premonition that confirmed his uneasiness, and she shook her head and said.
Abigail, who was on the side, heard Zhang Meiling say this, and his heart was excited.
If Zhang Meiling chooses to stay here, maybe one day, she will recover her memory and pursue Lu Jiachen again.
In this way, Smith won't be hanging around her, and Abigail will be able to be with Smith well, which are some of Abigail's inner thoughts.
"No, you can't!"
Coming back to his senses, Smith shouted.
Zhang Meiling looked at him with a puzzled expression, and said in a soft voice.
"Why?"
"There's no why, you just can't stay anyway!"
How could Smith tell her that if she stayed, he would be afraid to say that she had regained her memory and would go to destroy Lu Jiachen and them, and what would happen to his feelings.
Standing up from his position, he anxiously walked around the ward.
"When you're well, I'll take you back!"
The way Smith couldn't wait to take her back made Abigail feel sad.
"I'm not leaving!"
Zhang Meiling opened her mouth, and after thinking about it once, she refused directly.
"I said I wanted to stay here, at least let me figure out why I came here, and I'll go back, it's such a simple thing, why don't you let me?"
Lifting the quilt, Zhang Meiling said that she was excited, her body began to heat up, a layer of pink rose on her neck, and her sleeves were also rolled up by her.
Abigail stepped forward and hurriedly stood in the middle of the two people who looked like they were about to fight, and when the middleman persuaded him, he said.
"Okay, okay, don't argue so much about the two of you, we'll talk about it later, okay?"
Reaching out, Abigail grabbed her arm, pushed her onto the hospital bed, and sat down.
"No way!"
Seeing this situation, Smith made up his mind that he must make it clear.
"What is the reason why you are so resistant to me staying, do you know why I stayed?"
Suddenly, it was as if something had been captured.
Zhang Meiling walked through Abigail and locked her eyes on him, sharp as an eagle, which made people feel intimidated.
"Miling ......"
Somewhat helpless, Abigail had no choice but to speak again, trying to ease the stalemate between them.
"Let's talk about it later, okay? Let's take care of our illness first, and don't worry. ”
She was full of gentle persuasion, and Zhang Meiling turned her face away arrogantly and stopped looking at Smith.
Smith got up, as if he didn't want to argue with her anymore, and was afraid that if he stayed in the hospital room, there would be a "debate tournament" sooner or later.
He had no choice but to walk out of the ward and sit on the bench outside to calm down.
He buried his face in the palms of his hands and rested his hands on his knees, making it impossible to see the expression on his face at all.
Seeing Smith go out, Zhang Meiling's appearance was much better.
Seeing this, Abigail also said a word or two, and said.
"You're really, why do you have to quarrel with him."
Zhang Meiling glanced at her and was silent. It's not interesting to talk about herself, and Abigail doesn't want to talk about her.
The two of them have been staying together quietly, very silent.
Suddenly, Abigail spoke again.
"So if you know that the thing you came here wasn't done, wouldn't you have to stay and finish it?"
Surprised that she would suddenly ask such a question, turning around, Zhang Meiling stared at her tightly, so frightened that she touched her cheek.
"What's the matter, is there something on my face? Or rather, what am I saying wrong? ”
Shaking his head, Zhang Meiling said.
"Not really. However, I can honestly tell you that I will never go back if I don't finish what I want to do! ”
"But what if that thing is far away?"
Zhang Meiling had just finished talking about her thoughts, and Abigail was very anxious and asked.
This has to make people feel a little strange, why do they care so much about Zhang Meiling's affairs, and get to the bottom of it.