Driving all the way on the spacious road, the hand holding the steering wheel always couldn't help but tremble, constantly thinking about what he should say first thing if he saw her, should he apologize? Or should I ask how she is doing? Or tell her that he loves her......

Yin Shaolong's mind was in a mess, and a person who was usually slow and logical now seemed to be flustered, as if there was nowhere to put his heart.

With apprehension and excitement all the way, an hour later, Yin Shaolong came to the hospital.

It wasn't until he saw the cold white building that he became a little calmer.

Why is Alai in the hospital?

Is she sick?

Yin Shaolong slowly stopped, saw many people coming and going with flowers and fruit baskets in their hands, and immediately turned around and ran out to buy a bouquet of white roses and fruit baskets, and then walked into the hospital building.

After asking Alai about his room number, Yin Shaolong slowly walked towards the ward.

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters......

The distance between each point was shortening, and it made his heart beat a little faster.

It was as if he had never had such mixed emotions in all these years.

Yin Shaolong's Adam's apple rolled a little, and a lot of sweat broke out in his palms, and finally, he slowly stopped in front of the door of the ward.

Standing in front of the door, he let out a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look into the ward.

The room was very large, it was a single room, and he thought that the bed was in the middle, so he couldn't see her expression clearly, but he knew that it was her, and it must be him......

Raising his hand and gently pushing the door in, Yin Shaolong's steps were a little lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

The person on the bed didn't seem to notice, until he walked to the side of the bed, the whole person was like five thunderbolts, and the bouquet and fruit basket in his hand fell off the ground at once.

The woman on the hospital bed was thinner than ever, her face was sallow and pale, her cheeks were sunken, she was a little out of phase, she had an oxygen mask on her mouth, and a few drops on the side of the infusion.

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, her black eyelashes seemed to have lost some of their luster because of her haggardness, and the black hair that had been raised for many years was as yellow as a weed, lifeless.

The sound of the bouquet falling on the ground woke her up, and after her eyelashes fluttered for a few minutes, her dark eyes slowly opened.

Xiang Tianlai raised his eyes to look at Yin Shaolong who was standing beside the bed, a little distracted and a little surprised, as if he didn't expect him to suddenly appear here.

Stared at him for a moment, then closed his eyes slightly.

It seems that I am dreaming again......

I would have dreamed that he had come to see her.

The corners of Xiang Tianlai's mouth hooked up a faint smile, with a bit of happiness, but it was inexplicably distressing.

Yin Shaolong looked at her sunken cheeks in disbelief, like a dying patient, because of his emaciation, those eyes appeared bigger, but it made his heart hurt like a pinprick.

He stood stupidly in place, in a trance, and the tears in the corners of his eyes slipped down unconsciously......

How did she end up like this?

He couldn't connect the woman in front of him to the one he remembered, even though he was sure they were the same person.

The wind blew the curtains, the sun shone in half waves, the warm sunlight shrouded the woman on the bed, and there were still a few pots of jasmine that had just been put on the windowsill, which made the bitter ward a little more fragrant.

Yin Shaolong's thin lips trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth several times, but when the words came to his mouth, he choked up, as if he had gathered endless bitterness, making it difficult for him to speak at all.