Jian Junxi looked back, the sword halberd glanced at her deeply, and said lightly: "Then you also go and pack up, and by the way, sort out my luggage!" ”

"Okay!" The corners of Abu's lips raised an imperceptible smile, which made Wen Hao very depressed.

Jian Junxi got dressed and entered the intensive care room, after closing the door.

walked to the side of the bed expressionlessly, staring at Nangong Jing's still pale face as snow, the sourness in his eyes was the loneliness of solitude, and there were endless dark wounds.

Years ago and years later, she was like a lonely boat, adrift on the boundless sea, chasing the ethereal waves and having no harbor to dock into.

She thinks it's ironic, she has never stopped for many years, what is she pursuing? All love and hatred are like a bamboo basket for water.

In the end, you can't catch anything!

Reaching out and probing his pulse, he made sure there was no problem, and then sat down next to him.

Looking at his big hand, he hesitated for more than ten seconds before deciding to put his hand in his warm palm, a little hypocritical, a little helpless, and a little sad......

Looking at Nangong Jing, the bottom of his dark eyes was like the sky reflected in the water, deep and calm.

After a long silence, she said quietly, "I...... Me and you, it seems that there is nothing to say, going around and around, but still turning back.

You chased desperately, I tried my best to escape, you think you can win, I also think I can't lose, and in the end, you and I are both losers! ”

He sighed heavily and said, "You can't let me go when you wake up!" Don't wake up, just fall asleep like this, it's good! ”

"By the way, I seem to have forgotten to tell you, I blew up your Nangong Island, I guess, your little grandpas and grandmothers abroad will have to seek revenge on me again......"

The "magnetic ......" phone vibrated abruptly in her pocket, interrupting her unfinished words.

She took it out and looked at it, frowned lightly, and slid the answer button.

"Huh?" The voice was as cold as ever.

"Young master, did you block Cheng Cheng, she said she couldn't get through to your phone?" An Xun's puzzled voice rang in the phone.

"Getting to the point!" Jian Junxi's ruthless voice was like a cold air in summer, which seemed to be able to be transmitted to An Xun on the other side through a signal, making him only feel a stiffness in his spine.

The voice asked with a slight embarrassment, "She...... She keeps saying that she wants to see you, and there are some things that must be said to you in person! ”

"I don't have time!" Jian Junxi's tone was full of impatience.

"And what is she going to do?" An Xun also heard it, she didn't want to pay attention to Cheng Cheng now.

"Leave it alone, you keep an eye on her and see what she wants to do?" Jian Junxi's eyes narrowed, as cold as if he was not human.

"Okay!" An Xun replied respectfully.

After Jian Junxi hung up, he looked at the time, and then looked out the window, it was already pitch black.

No matter how beautiful the dusk is, the night will come as scheduled......

She sat holding his hand for a long time, having a lot to say, but not knowing how to say it.

Thinking that he would go upstairs to see Qin Li, he put his hand back in the quilt.

Slowly stood up, moved his lips, felt a little dry mouth, and said hoarsely: "I'm leaving......"

Nangong Jing was still sleeping peacefully as if he couldn't hear any sound, and his body was like a dead air coiling, if it weren't for the faint electrocardiogram that was still floating......

Jian Junxi's eyes swayed with the sorrow of the wind tree, like smoke and rain, and the clouds passed without a trace.

In fact, she is conflicted in her heart, hoping that he can wake up, but also afraid that he will wake up......

(End of chapter)