Ying Liqian looked at the car in front of him, and then started the engine and followed.

Originally, he was going home, but his heart could not be calm, because of the woman.

Along the way, his mind could not be condensed, so in this tangled and uneasy mood, he still stopped and asked the secretary to leave by himself, and he drove back here.

He didn't know if she had left, just staring in the direction of the hospital entrance.

Several images kept flashing in her mind, all of them were hers, as if they had never changed, long straight hair, pure face, and those smart eyes, erect nose bridge, delicate mouth, everything had not changed.

I can't help but think of one day two years ago, when she was in a hurry to cross the road, she was just hit by his car, and then the whole person fell to the ground, and the information in her hand flew to the ground.

She squatted on the ground and kept picking up the white paper.

He walked slowly up to her, "Are you alright?" ”

He tried not to sound too cold in his voice, but it didn't seem to work very well.

She got up and looked at him, her eyes full of grandeur and panic, and hurriedly said that it was okay and left quickly with the information.

It was just a glance, and before he could even get a good look at her face, she left, leaving him with only black hair, white T, jeans, and a pair of white sneakers.

She must not have remembered him, after all, it was just a quick glance.

He clearly remembered that there was only panic in her eyes for him, not familiarity.

Tonight was no exception, and the way she looked at him was grateful and unfamiliar!

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Time passed minute by minute, and it was already early in the morning, but he didn't realize it, just immersed in the memory, but seemed to be very awake, because his eyes were always focused on the hospital door.

He didn't know what he was doing, he just stayed here aimlessly, waiting for a woman who might have left to appear in front of him.

The phone suddenly rang to interrupt his thoughts, it was the phone at home, and he realized that it was late at night.

Just as he gave up waiting and was about to return home, a familiar figure appeared in front of him again.

Ying Liqian's eyes lit up, her eyes followed her footsteps closely, and finally she stopped on the platform, without any movement, just standing there quietly looking at the road ahead, waiting for the bus that would not come at all.

The wound on her face was not treated, and it was even getting swollen as when she left just now, so why didn't she go to treat the wound after staying in the hospital for nearly two hours?

He didn't know, and he didn't have time to dig deeper, because his eyes were attracted by her expression, lonely, sad, desperate, forced to smile, and mixed feelings!

With her embarrassed appearance at the moment, she seems to be more and more depressed and thin, and she can't see a trace of light when she is shrouded in haze, confused, and can't find her direction, like a lamb falling into an endless abyss!

Ying Liqian couldn't help but think of what happened in the bar just now, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was a rare trace of emotion on his face, whether it was doubt, inquiry, and a little anger.

Eventually, she probably realized it was late, and got into a taxi to leave, but he followed without thinking.

Keep your eyes locked on the rear of the car, and drive in the endless night without hurrying or slowing at a suitable distance.

Watch the car weave through the narrow, dilapidated streets, watch her get out of the car, watch her enter a deep alley.

The alley was too dimly lit for his eyes to reach hers.

Ying Liqian retracted his gaze, his lips kept pursing, and soon, he started the engine again and left here.

A line of sight followed the direction in which Ying Liqian left, her face and her expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness, the only thing that could be felt was that her smart eyes were shining, like a star of hope, set off by the faint light.

Then he turned and walked to the depths of the alley, an old, cramped, dimly lit little bungalow.