Chapter 180: Jing Old Man is Non
"That's right...... Then Yun Xiao him, is he okay now? Liu Qingyi's expression darkened slightly, and in front of Han Xin, he still forced a relieved and strong tone, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Not good. The reason why I called you is precisely because I have something and want to ask you for a favor from my aunt. ”
Seeing that Liu Qingyi didn't seem to have too many emotional fluctuations between her words, Han Xin was also slightly relieved in her heart. She was really worried that Qingyi would not be able to accept this blow that might have been a miracle, but it was shattered again.
But now after all, he has something to ask the latter, Han Xin's eyebrows are quite anxious, so he didn't even notice the insincerity between Liu Qingyi's words.
Han Xin's slightly anxious words came into his ears, and the expression on Liu Qingyi's whole pretty face suddenly froze, and he didn't hesitate, so he asked directly: "What's the matter, auntie, you say." ”
"Yun Xiao insisted on being discharged from the hospital, although I have temporarily persuaded him to come down now, but you also know his temperament, I am worried that he still has this idea in his heart, and I am afraid that he will sneak out of the hospital while I am not paying attention. So Auntie thinks that the only person who can persuade Yunxiao now is Qingyi you. ”
Han Xin's tone was not too tactful, she knew that she might not be able to disturb the latter at this time, but after all, for the sake of Yun Xiao's safety, she couldn't take care of it much now.
"Okay Auntie, you wait for me outside the hospital, I'll come!"
Liu Qingyi frowned tightly, and in her heart, who would care that she had just had a conflict with Yun Xiao yesterday. She didn't plan to tell Han Xin about these things, because now she had to make a decision for Yun Xiao's body, even if the latter really didn't want to pay attention to herself at that time, she had to do her best at this moment.
However, just when Liu Qingyi hung up the phone and was about to turn her head to say something to her father, the latter had already ordered her with a resolute face: "Don't go, go home with your father first." ”
"Dad, I'm sorry, I know you're worried about me, but I've already promised Aunt Han."
The expression on Liu Qingyi's face was extremely calm at the moment, and the eagerness just now was put away between her words, but anyone could see the firmness in her eyes.
"Qingyi ......"
"Dad, you should know my character, no matter how much you persuade me, it's useless."
However, just when Liu Cen wanted to persuade again, Liu Qingyi took the lead this time to stop. She knew what her father was thinking, and she knew that she had to show a decisive attitude in order to convince him directly.
"Oh, you-"
Liu Cen glanced at his daughter with an awe-inspiring expression, a touch of helplessness flashed between his eyebrows, and then he slowly shook his head and agreed: "Okay, I'll send you to the central hospital, right?" But don't be too late there, and remember to go home early, for Daddy has something to tell you tonight. ”
"Hmm." Liu Qingyi nodded solemnly, then turned her head to look out the window, and glanced slightly at the car behind her reflected in the rearview mirror.
Santa Fe Central Hospital, outside the gate of the outpatient department, Han Xin was waiting for Liu Qingyi's arrival with a faint worry on his face.
At this time, at the end of a corridor on the third floor of the inpatient department, on an empty balcony next to the skylight, there were two young figures, a man and a woman, standing side by side.
The man had a handsome face and a white shirt, which was naturally Mo Qingfeng who had just walked out of his mother's ward; The woman is as purple and black as ever, with a lace and pink bow ribbon around her waist, and her long hair is draped over her shoulders.
"Qingfeng, now that Auntie is not here, can you tell me directly what happened, why did you suddenly blame me like this again?"
Fang Ziyin looked at Mo Qingfeng who was lying on the fence at the moment, and from the latter's face, she seemed to see a suppressed look of displeasure, but he never said anything. Fang Ziyin was a little impatient, and finally took the initiative to ask.
"Ziyin, do you remember the night when we first met?"
Mo Qingfeng did not choose to answer Fang Ziyin's question directly, but his sword eyebrows trembled slightly, and then he raised his head and stared at the night in front of him.
The stars are not bright under the shadow of the black clouds, but they still stand out because of the elegance of the moonlight. Flickering with each other, it was as if countless fireflies were swaying in the forest.
Mo Qingfeng took a deep breath of the cold breath of the evening breeze sweeping the tip of his nose, his words were no longer as harsh as they were just now, but they seemed a little cold, just like the misty dust and mist in the night, close enough to reach but difficult to hold tightly.
Fang Ziyin was slightly surprised by Mo Qingfeng's sudden question, and the pitiful expression on her face couldn't help but stiffen.
But soon she turned to smile lightly, and then lightly opened her lips, and recalled faintly: "Of course I remember, what's wrong?" ”
"Don't you think that tonight's night is as sultry as that night?" Mo Qingfeng's expression did not change in any way, and he still said in a flat tone, "It's a pity that although the scenery is still the same, the person is gone forever......"
"Why? Aren't we still there, as long as you are willing to forgive me and give me another chance, those good things in the past, and everything can be done again. ”
When Fang Ziyin heard the slight disappointment hidden in Mo Qingfeng's last sentence, her tone suddenly added a touch of eagerness, and she turned her eyes to explain with anxiety and expectation.
Mo Qingfeng slowly turned his head to Ziyin's obviously eager gaze above, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then quickly chose to look away, looking up at the night: "Do you really think that as long as I forgive you, we can go back to the past, and this relationship can start again?" ”
"That's right. Qingfeng, I swear to you, my love for you has never changed in the slightest, and this time I will never let go of anything again! ”
Fang Ziyin stretched out her hand and couldn't help but grab Mo Qingfeng's arm lying on the railing, her fair and pretty face was full of sincerity.
"I know."
Although Mo Qingfeng was slightly stunned by Fang Ziyin's movements, he quickly recovered his indifference. He pulled out his hand and gently pushed the latter's slender hand that held him down—
"I know your feelings for me are genuine. It's just that people change. After going through so much, it is only now that I understand that once my impulse for you was not real love. ”
"What did you say?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Qingfeng's face was still light, but Fang Ziyin's expression beside him suddenly became surprised, and then turned aggressive.
"Mo Qingfeng, even if you don't want to forgive me because of that incident, you don't have to brutally kill even the good things we once had, right? Okay, then tell me, what is your true love? Is it right to be with Liu Qingyi? ”
"It's a matter between us, can't, don't always mention Qingyi."
Mo Qingfeng's face, which had been in a state of relaxation, finally changed slightly when Fang Ziyin mentioned Liu Qingyi, and then replied in a slightly unhappy tone.
Looking at Mo Qingfeng, who had always looked flat, his expression finally changed at this moment, and the jealousy and resentment in Fang Ziyin's heart were even more impressive.
She forcibly twisted Mo Qingfeng's body towards herself regardless of her image, and then looked directly into his eyes and asked: "You have always felt that she is better than me in every aspect, does it have to be that I won her in this exam before you are willing to believe that I can also be better than her?" ”
"Fang Ziyin, love can't be compared. I admit that I like Qingyi, but if you do something to hurt her because of me, it's not love at all, and it's not worth it. ”
Mo Qingfeng's voice suddenly darkened when he said this, and his eyes slowly raised to stare at the girl in front of him.
"Listen, in Qingyi's heart, there is only Nalan Yunxiao, and she loves Nalan Yunxiao from beginning to end. So between me and Qingyi, it's impossible. Don't compare anything with her in vain, because without her, we can't go back, you know? ”
"I don't understand! Why? Since she doesn't love you at all, why are you so persistent, why, just don't want to accept me? ”
Fang Ziyin's eyes had begun to reddened slightly, and it was obvious that she couldn't control her emotions, and there was a faint unwillingness and distortion in her voice.
"Sunny Wind, I know, I know you still love me, right? I don't believe that all the memories we ever have are just fake. Can you listen to me? Actually, I really had a hard time leaving you in the first place......"
"Enough! I don't want to hear from you anymore. That's what I've said, I just hope that you don't do anything to hurt Qingyi again, and you can go. ”
Mo Qingfeng grabbed Fang Ziyin's arm and tore it off, and then wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't notice that the latter's pretty face couldn't help but start to cry like rain.
"Don't, Mo Qingfeng, you can't do this to me!"
Seeing that Mo Qingfeng didn't listen to his words and turned around and wanted to leave, Fang Ziyin was in a hurry, and a touch of determination flashed on her pretty face with rain, and she rushed forward and hugged Mo Qingfeng tightly from behind.
"Ziyin, you let go."
Mo Qingfeng's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, but his voice couldn't help but lower a little. He actually didn't want to hurt Fang Ziyin.
"I won't let go!"
Fang Ziyinlian's arms firmly wrapped around Mo Qingfeng's body, and her head rested lightly between the latter's vest, tears dripping down, slowly soaking the former's clothes.
Mo Qingfeng felt the warmth and wetness coming from his back, and finally couldn't help but be moved a little in his heart, and he was stunned like this.
After a long time, when Fang Ziyin's crying became quieter, he stretched out the latter's arm and slowly turned around, then took out a somewhat familiar pink handkerchief from his pocket, and slowly handed it to Fang Ziyin with a complicated expression.