Ten minutes later.

Shen Sihuan pushed open the ward that was five rooms away from her, and it was pitch black and there was no light on.

In fact, she had been hesitating at the door for a while.

remembered that Wang Ye's birthday, she fell down the stairs, and Wen Yan was hospitalized with broken arms and legs in order to save her. She was the same, sneakily, taking advantage of the time to visit, and there was no one in the corridor, came to see him.

They met in the corridor in a narrow way, and when he said that he came out to admire the moon, she had to say that he was walking.

But it was just last year, why does she feel like it's a previous life?

Right now, she was wearing a wide coat, a mask and a hat, standing in front of Wen Yan's hospital bed.

Outside the window, the lonely moon hangs high, and the bed is covered with bright moon frost.

In the dim vision, his face was so clear, well-defined, and his eyebrows were clear.

He's skinny, even thinner than he looks on TV. The line from the chin to the chin is incomparable, and the whole person is like an ancient sword that has been weathered and suffered.

A sword pierces the heart, but I don't know if it will be blood or tears.

She stretched out her fingers and traced them down his brow bone, the roots of the mountain, the bridge of his nose, and the philtrum, over and over again. The mask on his face was soaked with tears, like two scars that had cut his face.

She silently said: Baby, this is Daddy. Isn't Dad good-looking? I'm sorry you can't let Daddy touch you. Mom was afraid to wake him up......

I stood like this for almost ten minutes, but it seemed like ten years had passed.

She reluctantly walked to the door, and the moment she pushed the door open, the room suddenly lit up, and someone turned on the light.

She was instantly frozen at the door, her back stiff.

Behind her, her familiar voice trembled and shattered: "Huan...... Happy? ”

Biting her lower lip tightly, the smell of rust filling her mouth, she forced herself to run out.

And he fell off the hospital bed, and there was a heavy sound of landing, but he felt no pain, got up from the ground, and chased out. But the corridor is dark and empty, where is her figure?

He was barefoot, staggering as he walked, shouting, "Huanhuan! Isn't it you? Come out of here! Let me look at you, just one glance...... ...... at a glance"

With his legs limp, he leaned against the wall and continued to shout weakly, when two nurses had come up to him to support him.

"Patient, please stop shouting, everyone is asleep, you will disturb others. Come, we'll help you back. ”

"She's here! I saw her...... Come and see me......"

"Who are you talking about? We've been on duty and haven't seen anyone passing by......"

"yes, the doors downstairs are locked, probably because of your hallucinations...... If you don't get enough sleep for a long time, and you pass out from overwork, it's normal to have hallucinations, just rest well......"

"Hallucinations? ……… At the very least, let me look at her......"

And in the room across the door from them, Shen Xihuan squatted on the ground, desperately covering his mouth. She had ripped off her mask and let the tears flow.

After a while, it was finally quiet outside the door, and the two nurses finally persuaded Wen Yan, and they drifted apart......

And Shen Xihuan also stood up, she grabbed the doorknob with her right hand, almost the next second, her reason was about to be overwhelmed by impulse, she also wanted to see him, even if it was just a glance.

At this time, the man's footsteps stopped behind her, and she turned around, it was Song Zilin.

He just stood in the dark room, looking at her condescendingly, without joy or anger.

There was anger rising in her eyes, and she wanted to shout regardless of it, telling Wen Yan that she was here!

But as soon as she opened her mouth, he suddenly pressed her against the door......