I'm sorry for pushing you away from me again and again.

Again and again, hurting you.

I'm sorry, I lied to you.

How could it not like you? From the first time I saw you and heard your voice, I loved it.

Su Xiaoling's eyes were closed, and the white quilt covered by his body looked particularly dazzling.

The doctor's words echoed in Song Yansheng's mind.

She is not over the danger period yet.

He shook one of her hands with extreme anxiety, and remembered Shen Yiming's words again.

She had an accident because of him.

The self-blame and guilt in my heart deepened again, deep and heavy.

Song Yansheng moved her lips and whispered: "I have always been an extremely cold person, because I have lived in illness for the first twenty years, I want to live happily, other people's affairs, everything about others has nothing to do with me." ”

"I didn't know until I met you that I would have a feverish heartbeat and uncontrollable thoughts."

"I don't have anything to like in my life."

"Because those things don't mean much to me."

"But you're different, you're a priceless treasure to me. Because of this, I don't want you to be sad, I don't want you to be alone for the rest of your life, and I don't want to delay your life. ”

"But I can't seem to do it."

"Every time you appear, I want to be close to you, hug you, and be with you. Knowing the news of your accident, at that moment, I completely understood that compared to you, all my stubbornness and reason are vulnerable. ”

"So, you wake up obediently, live well, and live well for me, isn't it?"

Song Yansheng's sickly white face was not bloodless, his dark eyes were dyed with deep grief, and his hand held her hand tightly.

It was the first time he had held her hand openly.

It's a little chilly.

But the touch is better than expected.

He stared at her eyebrows, looked at her cheeks, and his eyes were already moist.

In fact, before he met Su Xiaoling, he had already accepted God's injustice to him.

But after meeting her, he wanted to rebel and live well, but it seemed that all this was delusional.

He desperately wanted to live, to be with her.

The obsession with her is deep in the bone marrow, and the love for her has long surpassed his broken life.

But by the time he understood all this, it seemed to be too late.

The mist in his eyes filled his eyes, wetting his eyelashes, and it seemed that the whole room was filled with a faint sadness.

Suddenly, the person on the bed suddenly moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the voice said loudly: "Not good. ”

Song Yansheng couldn't help but be stunned.

He stared incredulously at the man lying on the bed: "You ......"

He fell for it.

She didn't have a car accident, this is all a play they played together?

Su Xiaoling looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were still wet, there was no blood on his face, and he was not in a good state.

Her heart softened, her hands tightly hugged his neck, and her face pressed against his handsome face, hugging him tightly.

It's like he's holding her hand just now.

"Song Yansheng, I know, I know everything."

"Don't hide from me anymore, okay?"

She knew everything.

Just a few hours ago, when he came out of Song's house, Brother Orange told her everything.

Song Yansheng is running out of time.

Song Yansheng really likes her.

(End of chapter)