Chapter 220: Forgetting (22)

With this thought in mind, she stood motionless.

was rescued by Cheng Xiuyi again.

In fact, the memory of being saved by him in that car accident is really very vague.

It was so vague that if it weren't for the fact that there were indeed no minor injuries on her body, she would have thought it was a lame lie made up.

A person has thought carefully several times in the hospital room, but the memory of the car accident is getting shallower and shallower.

It's just that the hollowness in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.

It's so big that she can't ignore it anymore.

She thought that she had never thanked Cheng Xiuyi well, so she was stunned to have dinner with Cheng Xiuyi today in advance.

But I thanked him and took him to have supper, but the dull emptiness in my heart was still there.

It's even worse than when a person is recuperating in a hospital room.

"What the hell am I ...... What did you forget? ”

"What the hell am I ...... What was lost? ”

The wind blew more and more violently as if it were sentient.

Passers-by wrapped up their clothes and walked briskly.

Lin Anan didn't seem to feel it.

raised his head and looked at Cheng Xiuyi fixedly.

I don't know if it's a delusion, it's like she knows that the answer is in the man.

Her eyes were flushed, and the mist that was creeping under her eyes had dissipated.

I don't know when she's cried once.

Moist eyes, pale face, but no sense of embarrassment.

It's just that Cheng Xiuyi feels that he can't go.

He could have knocked people unconscious and taken back to the hospital, he wasn't a rough man, but he wasn't a gentleman either.

is more subtle than Lin An'an's current demeanor, and he has seen it I don't know how many times.

But only this time.

Something was creeping up in his chest.

He didn't know what it was, the only thing he knew was that he chose to stay with her and be with her.

In the end, everything is not because of him, but there is still his responsibility.

At that time, Cheng Xiuyi didn't know what distress was.

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Lin Anan didn't dwell on it for too long.

It's just that her mood hasn't eased again.

Until Cheng Xiuyi sent her back to the hospital safely, the two of them were silent all the way.

After drinking the sobering tea, Lin An'an seemed to have a psychological effect, and his eyes were not as chaotic as they were just now.

She struggled to open her eyes, slumped into bed, and looked back at the man standing in the doorway.

"Thank you, Sir Cheng."

"Don't thank me, you should."

If it weren't for the supper stall, it would have been the perfect day to say thank you.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

"It's okay."

He wanted to say that he understood her feelings, but he couldn't.

Lin An'an's attention was no longer on him, and he didn't care that the man didn't leave.

Pull the quilt up, and it won't be long before the sound of calm breathing remains.

It's like falling asleep.

Cheng Xiuyi stood silently at the door, looking at the unobstructed picture under the sheet.

The woman was biting her lip and crying silently under the cover of the quilt.

She didn't want him to see this, she just regarded him as someone she didn't know.

She was silently venting her emotions alone, nothing more than knowing...... This missing feeling in her heart.

No one can understand.

But he understood.

But he can't say.

"Lin An'an, invite me to a meal after I am discharged from the hospital."

He didn't know why he suddenly said this, but after he finished speaking, the arched mass in the quilt was stunned for a moment.

"You're ......"

Under the covers, she still had tears on her eyes and cheeks.

But I was amused by his words.