Let her tell him about her pain in person?

Doesn't it hurt to open the scar again?

On TV, in novels, and in reality, someone will always say, you tell me, let's share it together.

When they suffer the person is Xiaoqiang? Can you talk about your pain with a blank face and a calm heart?

Sorry, she can't!

Her heart was not made of stone, so why should she tear open her bloody wound and tell others that she hurt?

She was tired and she didn't want to see anyone.

She doesn't know who she can trust or rely on now.

The people she loves have left her, what else is there in this world that she cherishes?

It's ridiculous!

Fang Yabo was silent for a few seconds, then turned around stiffly, left the ward, and gently closed the door of the ward.

The moment the door of the ward closed, a look of pain appeared on Fang Yabo's face.

He really didn't know what to do.

He even felt very lost in himself.

The distance between him and Lan Ember seemed to be widening.

The mobile phone in Fang Yabo's trouser pocket suddenly vibrate, and Fang Yabo's expression gradually became solemn when he saw the unknown number displayed on the mobile phone screen.

"Three long and two short, I'm Skyhawk. Know, arrive at the location in ten minutes, prepare to lurk, over. ”

After Fang Yabo hung up the phone, he couldn't help but look up, looking in through the glass window in the middle of the ward door, only to find that Moran Ember was no longer on the bed.

Fang Yabo's heart tightened, and he was about to rush in, when his eyes turned, but he saw Moran Ember shrinking in the corner again.

I saw her holding her calves with both hands, her head on her knees, and she looked particularly helpless.

He wanted to rush in and take her into his arms, he had never seen such a fragile ember.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that he would touch Lan Ash's sensitive nerve again.

Lan Ash, I love you.

But I don't even know how to express my love to you right now.

Fang Yabo clenched his hand tightly, and the knuckles of his fingers were a little white because of the exertion.

I feel as if my love has given you great pain, you say we can go back, but I don't think we can go back.

What the hell should I do for you to feel my love for you, it has never changed······

Fang Ya sighed quietly, and the moment he turned around, there was no longer half a weak look on his face, and he once again returned to the terrifying special warfare 'Sky Eagle'.

Aquila doesn't need tenderness, Aquila is born to belong to the country, and death is also for the country.

Tenderness is Fang Yabo's label, and Fang Yabo's heart only belongs to Moran Ash.

The cool breeze blew across Fang Yabo's angular face, which also brought a hint of coolness to Fang Yabo.

A tall woman passed by Fang Yabo's side, and a familiar refreshing jasmine smell brushed Fang Yabo's nose.

Fang Yabo subconsciously looked back, and the woman had already turned around and went downstairs.

Fang Yabo's sword eyebrows furrowed, and he always felt that this woman had seen it somewhere. However, time was urgent, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he had to leave the hospital in a hurry.

And Chu Jiangmo waited until there was no one in the back garden before leaving the hospital.

In the dark night sky, there was nothing but a moon and a North Star.

There are few people to be seen on the streets, and the trees that stand on both sides of the trees fall their leaves from time to time, and the occasional dog barks in the distance.

The dim light sprinkled on Chu Jiangmo's body, elongating Chu Jiangmo's back. From the back, Chu Jiangmo felt extremely lonely.