Chapter 369: The Redemption of Friendship

At this time, Han Hao and Rong Jiajia both fell to the ground after Lu Jinyan left, and when they woke up again, it was three days later, and when they woke up, the two were actually lying on the same hospital bed, with potions hanging on one hand, and the other hand was tightly clasped together.

The Tang family and the Lin family were all imprisoned on charges of kidnapping and arms trafficking, while Gao Feifei was also sent to prison for kidnapping.

Han Hao has been awake for two days, but Rong Jiajia has not woken up yet, which makes Han Hao very anxious, but the doctor told him that Rong Jiajia is fine, and the reason why he hasn't woken up now is that he doesn't want to wake up subconsciously, so Han Hao can only be anxious, and there is no way at all.

sat gently in front of Rong Jiajia's hospital bed, then looked at her gently, and whispered to her in her ear, "I know you're awake." ”

Then, as if to verify her words, Rong Jiajia's eyes were closed, the eyeballs in her eyelids kept moving, and her fingers moved slightly.

The eyes did not miss every detail of Rong Jiajia's body, but after sighing, he said to Rong Jiajia, who was still tightly closed:

"Jiajia, don't compete with yourself, you can also see that Han Hao is really in love with you."

Rong Jiajia slowly opened her eyes, she looked at her best friend who was gradually recovering, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"Yes, I know."

It's just three simple words, but Rong Jiajia seems to have spent a lifetime to tell, she looks at Kexin, and the sadness in her eyes can drown people.

Just looking at it like this, Jiang Kexin felt that his heart was throbbing, for his friends, for what she had encountered, and for her love.

Why is it so easy for others to fall in love with each other, but when it comes to their sisters, it seems that they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, so many obstacles, so many misunderstandings, and no matter how deep their love is, they can withstand several tosses?

"I can't get past myself."

Rong Jiajia seems to have found an object to talk to, she needs such a person to listen to her now, she needs an outlet for catharsis, and Jiang Kexin's best friend is undoubtedly the best object.

All Jiang Kexin could do was to hold her hand and give her strength.

The past was like a movie, flashing in front of her one by one, Rong Jiajia choked up and said:

"Whenever I think of my mother and the child in my womb who died in that car accident, I can't face him, although the car accident has nothing to do with him, but it is because of him that I will leave Haicheng."

As if looking for a reason for Han Hao to get out, suddenly Rong Jiajia grabbed Jiang Kexin's hand tightly, and said in a low voice with grief:

"But my child and mother were indirectly killed by him!"

Rong Jiajia was very excited, her whole body was trembling, obviously she should hate him, but she couldn't help but recall his kindness.

"You know what? In that basement, I thought we were going to die there. ”

Although it was a question, Rong Jiajia didn't mean to let Jiang Kexin interject at all, and continued to talk after glancing at Jiang Kexin with a wry smile.

"I tried my best to push him out, but the more I pushed him out, the more he didn't leave, I just thought forget it, it's good to have him by my side, at least I'm no longer alone, at least he loves me."

Gently helped Rong Jiajia wipe the tears off her face, and then continued to hold her hand and listen attentively, Jiang Kexin at this moment is just a very good listener, she is willing to be Rong Jiajia's trash can, listen to her say those things that can't be said to others.

"Then he'll be mine alone!"

When she said this, Rong Jiajia's face was full of bitterness, bitterness that she couldn't ask for, which shows how deep her affection is for Han Hao.

"But we didn't die, we came back to life, Han Hao actually didn't love me."

When she finished saying this, Rong Jiajia's whole person seemed to have lost her vitality, Jiang Kexin felt a little flustered, Rong Jiajia who was smiling like this was not like her at all.

Her eyes were a little red, she felt sorry for her good friend, but she couldn't do anything, it was a matter between the two of them, and she didn't have any right to interfere.

"Hehe, look at what you look like, why do you seem to be even more sad than me!"

Turning her head, Rong Jiajia saw Jiang Kexin looking like she wanted to cry, her heart warmed, when she lost her soul, fortunately there was someone by her side, fortunately that person was Jiang Kexin, fortunately Jiang Kexin was her best friend.

Although Rong Jiajia's smile didn't look cheerful, it was better than her lifeless look, Jiang Kexin slapped her face, the two of them touched their heads together, and then they both smiled with tears in their eyes.

At this moment, the friendship between the two people is not comparable at any time, even if they lose everything, as long as they have this temperature around them, they don't seem to be so afraid.

Who said that a woman has nothing but love? Friendship sometimes lasts longer than love, and that's what they thought in their hearts at this moment.

Rong Jiajia's mood also calmed down a little, and what she said next was a lot more normal, no longer with strong sadness as before.

"Although I don't know who that woman is, I do know that the woman is dead, and he only became a playboy after the woman died, and my appearance has not changed anything for him, which means that there is no place for me in his heart."

As if she was telling someone else's business, Rong Jiajia's expression was very flat, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Since we escaped that catastrophe, I have to think about the enmity between my mother and the baby, and I have to think about our future, but I am reluctant to hurt him, I can only pretend that I haven't woken up."

When she said this, Rong Jiajia smiled bitterly, she obviously wanted to escape the past like that, but Jiang Kexin knew her too well, and she saw through her disguise at a glance.

The more she didn't care about it, the more Jiang Kexin knew that Rong Jiajia actually felt more heartache, and her heartache reached a certain level, in order to make herself less embarrassed, she could only pretend not to care, and felt sorry for Rong Jiajia, who was so strong.

"I understand, I understand, Jiajia I understand."

Jiang Kexin hugged the painful Rong Jiajia tightly, she didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only hold her and accompany her silently.

Han Hao and Lu Jinyan stood outside the door of the ward and heard clearly, he never thought that Rong Jiajia always avoided him for this reason, he had been trying to find a way to make her fall in love with him again.

His heart hurts, it turns out that she actually discovered these so carefully, Rong Jiajia, you stupid woman, the person I love is you, do you know that I don't remember what she looks like anymore, I don't remember all the memories between me and her, I can't even remember her name, my heart and mind are now your appearance, the way you cry, the way you are sad, the way you are happy, the way you are violent, the way you are coquettish to me.

But no matter how roaring he was in his heart, he couldn't tell Rong Jiajia directly, Han Hao leaned against the wall and looked ahead with a sad face.

"I'm really going to say goodbye to you, like."

The woman who once occupied an important place in his heart, the woman who once thought he would only love her alone, for that ridiculous insistence, he even did not hesitate to hurt Rong Jiajia, who loved him so much, and it was precisely because of this that their children who should have been born long ago would leave without even having a chance to see the world.

Every time I think about it, not to mention that Rong Jiajia can't forgive herself, Han Hao himself is guilty and about to die.

Lu Jinyan glanced at Han Hao, his friend's remorse, sadness, and pain were all in his eyes, men are not like women, they can cry, men will only put anything in their stomachs and bear it alone.

didn't know how to comfort Han Hao, so he could only pat him on the shoulder comfortingly, and then walked into the ward to separate his little wife from Rong Jiajia.

"Alright, Kexin."

"Jiajia just woke up, you can let her rest."

As he spoke, he helped Jiang Kexin to get up, looking at his little wife's red eyes, knowing that Rong Jiajia looked like this, her heart was not comfortable.

Seeing Jiang Kexin's worried look, Lu Jinyan continued:

"She should want to be quiet for herself, and we'll go get her something to eat."

Besides, at this time, there should be more space to talk to the little couple, of course, Lu Jinyan must not be able to say this directly, if he says it directly, isn't it indirectly accusing his little wife of hindering the little couple of others?

Fortunately, Jiang Kexin listened to Lu Jinyan's words in his heart, and also felt that Lu Jinyan was right.

Jiang Kexin had no choice but to let go of Rong Jiajia, after Rong Jiajia cried, the whole person was much more comfortable, she really needed to be quiet alone, she had to think about the future between her and Han Hao, she couldn't escape, some things had to be faced sooner or later.

During this time, she saw the changes in Han Hao, especially when Han Hao suddenly appeared in front of her, she felt that the reason why she was able to survive that dark day was completely because she wanted to see him, so when she saw Han Hao appear in front of her, she forgot the pain she had suffered during this time, and tears flowed down.

When Lu Jinyan walked out of the ward with Jiang Kexin, he glanced at Han Hao, who was still standing against the wall, and just shook his head helplessly.

Han Hao and Rong Jiajia, one sat outside the ward and kept smoking, the other sat in the ward and looked at the fallen leaves outside the window, Rong Jiajia watched the leaves continue to fall with the wind, is this the desperation of the tree or the infatuation of the wind?

Looking at the leaves outside, it was as if I saw myself, falling with the wind, without a purpose, and moving forward.