Ji Zhengling, who could leave the police station, went to the hospital.

He stood outside the room, quietly peering through the small window in the door at the sleeping people.

She still seems to have her taste on her lips......

Slowly raised his hand and fell between his lips, and the scene at that time quietly came to mind.

"Don't hurt Kong Fanfan."

At that moment, he felt her sincerity from the bottom of his heart.

She really didn't want him to hurt Kong Fanfan.

I thought she was as hypocritical as him.

It turns out that only he is a real hypocrisy.

Ji Zhengling rubbed his aching eyebrows and leaned against the wall, and exhaled a helpless turbid breath between his lips and teeth.

When he witnessed Liu Zhenghao confessing to her, he obviously smelled the same kind from her.

"Zhengling, I have something to tell you."

Standing at a distance of one meter, Wei Qing spoke with some trepidation.

Ji Zhengling glanced at it and hummed lightly.

In the open space downstairs of the hospital, Ji Zhengling stood under a tree without saying a word.

looked at Wei Qing again, and his face stopped talking.

"A few years after Ji Lin's death, Zhengling, when will you be able to liberate yourself from the shadow of the past?"

After struggling inwardly for a long time, Wei Qing finally said what he had never dared to say.

The feeling of being hit in the heart is like a slap in the face.

Caught off guard, dizzy.

Ji Zhengling covered his somewhat aching heart and said in a deep voice, "When she died, I had already liberated myself. ”

Wei Qing wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to get closer.

She was afraid that if she approached, he would run away.

His eyes full of distress locked his back tightly, "If you continue like this, you will really destroy yourself." ”

Ji Zhengling was shocked.

He suddenly looked back at Shang Wei Qing's gaze, "I will never destroy myself!" ”

Ji Lin's birthday wish, he will never help her come true.

The more he was like this, the more distressed Wei Qing became.

She gritted her teeth and rushed forward to hug his waist, choked up, and said, "I know all your suffering, and I also know your affairs, Ji Lin, she is dead, can you let yourself go?" ”

Ji Zhengling brushed Wei Qing away in distraught, "Except for myself, no one knows me." ”

Ignoring Wei Qing anymore, Ji Zhengling left in a hurry.

He didn't go to the ward to visit Tang Huang again, and went straight to the cemetery where Ji Lin was.

He spent the night at the cemetery.

The next day, he dragged his heavy body to the ward.

Tang Huang was frightened by Ji Zhengling's sunken eyes, "Senior, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ji Zhengling stood on the edge of the bed and stared down at her, his eyebrows were full of apologies, "I'm sorry, I can't respond to you." ”

"What's the response?" Tang Huang was confused.

Ji Zhengling pointed to his heart, "Here, I can't respond." ”

I always felt like he had made some decisions.

Tang Huang hurriedly held his hand and said with a serious face, "Senior, say that you can't get over the hurdles and find a way to solve them together, don't suffer it yourself." ”

"You're right, Ji Lin's seventeenth birthday wish has come true, whether Ji Lin is dead or alive, I am at her mercy, and now, I want to end the status quo." Ji Zhengling slowly squatted on the side of the bed, the tenderness at the corners of his lips came from the bottom of his heart, "I'm sorry I can't dismember you." ”

There is no need to apologize for this!

Tang Huang clasped his hand tightly, "All bad things will pass, senior, you have to cheer up!" ”

If he died, she would have to stay on this plane.

Ji Zhengling sneered lightly, "Senior Sister Tang is starting to be hypocritical again." ”