"You... What does it mean to say this? Yin Shaolong held back the fear in his heart and spoke tremblingly.

"After so many years, I don't seem to have seen you cry so sadly." Xiang Tianlai did not answer his question and directly changed the topic.

Retracted his gaze, thought about it carefully, and then added: "It seems that only the time when Shen Ningxin died completely I saw tears, I never thought that I would see you crying for me again......

Yin Shaolong was silent for a while, and suddenly felt that Shen Ningxin, who had made him miss him for so many years, seemed to have become a long, long time ago, so long that he would never think of her again, so long that he had forgotten her appearance.

It seems that the deepest feelings he once thought had long since dissipated in the wind, and at this moment, only the too pale woman in front of him could touch his heart, make him cry, make him laugh, and make his heart ache.

After a while, Yin Shaolong came back to his senses, and suddenly realized what she was talking about before, and couldn't help but ask again nervously: "What you said before... What is the meaning? ”、

Seeing that she was silent, Yin Shaolong opened his mouth again and asked, "It's just sick, it's going to be fine, it's going to be fine, it's going to be fine, right?" ”

Xiang Tianlai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said softly, "Yes... It's just sick......"

Yin Shaolong still just looked at her, but the smile on his face seemed to be frozen on his face, and he couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

It's really going to be okay, right......

But why did an illness torture her like this, looking even more haggard than the previous time on the island, that he almost thought that she would go to sleep one day and never wake up again......

It shouldn't be like this, obviously on the photo Tang Zifeng sent to him, she was still smiling, she wanted to be more plump and her complexion was better, why did she become so haggard in just a short period of time.

Sensing his scrutiny, Xiang Tianlai gently hooked the corners of his lips, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

It turns out that she will have this day after all, and she can wait until he cries for him.

It's just that why is it obvious that the original injury was so painful, but now that she sees his tears, she still can't help but feel distressed.

But it doesn't matter, does it?

It doesn't matter anymore......

Yin Shaolong gently picked up her hand, and the thin hands seemed to have lost a lot of luster, and he kissed it gently.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he whispered, "I will always be with you this time." ”

Xiang Tianlai's eyes moistened a little, and he slowly lowered his eyes, stubbornly still not letting a tear slip, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a very shallow smile.

His fingertips brushed the wound on her arm, the last time they met was so rushed, he didn't even have time to ask her if it hurt. I didn't have time to ask her if it would hurt after so much time......

Didn't have time to ask her if she was still in love? Hate? And is that man still him......

"Will it be late?" Yin Shaolong spoke softly again.

Will it all be late?

The whispered inquiry went unanswered, and when I looked up, the woman on the bed seemed to have fallen into a light sleep, breathing quietly, and it seemed so heartbreaking.

Yin Shaolong stood up from the ground, pulled his tie twice, took it off and threw it aside, and the suit jacket he bought was also thrown away by him, and he rolled up the sleeves of the shirt, and his previous careful dressing was destroyed by him in a blink of an eye, but he didn't care at all.