She had always been like this, and since hearing her talk to the doctor, she had become even more self-defeating.

Even though she seems so positive now, she wants to start over and start a new life.

She can still see that in the face of the future, she is still negative, so negative that she does not dare to think about the future herself, and refuses anyone to promise her future......

The cold hand grabbed Lan Xianshu, trying to give her some warmth and support.

"Shu'er, don't think too much, and don't make decisions that you regret," her smile was full of expectations for her, "If you love each other but can't be together, whether you or him, you will regret it." ”

You're going to regret it, so try to let go of it and start over, even if it's the last month, every hour, every minute, and don't let yourself regret it when you leave at the end......

Lan Xianshu didn't speak, lowered her head and was silent.

Shen Zhiqiu let go of her hand and patted her shoulder, "Mommy has loved the wrong person in this life, and she has been wrong all her life, but when it comes to regret, Shu'er, if I say that I don't regret it many times, do you believe it, what I regret is not coming back to marry him, but falling in love with him......

There is nothing wrong with pursuing the person who loves, the only thing that is wrong is to love the wrong person......"

There is nothing wrong with pursuing someone who loves.

Lan Xianshu raised her head to look at her, but she pursed her mouth and couldn't laugh.

Love is like a thorny road walked, full of scars, but you don't want to stop.

Stopping and no longer hurting, but not seeing the front of them, they will hesitate and imagine the scenery in front of them too much.

And those who continue to move forward will still be covered with scars, and the future that they have been looking forward to may still be thorns, and only the occasional wildflower will make them temporarily happy.

And she, is she going to continue?

Continue to be injured or ...... Stop?

Bai Che came over when Lan Xianshu was about to rest, and he looked a little bit of British aristocratic demeanor in a handsome suit.

Taking care of his shirt and loose knitwear, such a Bai Che, Lan Xianshu felt a little strange.

He stood in front of her, the smile on his lips so warm.

Look at her, look at her like the last time you looked at her like this.

After a while, the man's smile widened.

"Shu'er, I like you." The man squinted, "I'm Bai Che, twenty-eight years old this year, chief physician of psychological counseling at 159 Hospital, both parents are lawyers, and there is no special bad habit of smoking and drinking, just a little cleanliness." ”

She nodded, "Hmm." ”

She knew it, she knew it.

The man lowered his eyebrows, "And then?" ”

So many self-introductions, and it turns out that she is a huh?

Lan Xianshu blinked, understanding what he meant, but she was a little embarrassed, all she wanted to maintain between them was the simplest friendship.

But I didn't want to, and crossed that hurdle.

"You know, don't you?"

She avoided talking about the result, the answer he already knew so well.

The man curled the corners of his mouth, "I don't know why, even though I know the answer, and even mentally think about countless words about your rejection of me, but now I still feel sad to hear you say." ”

She smiled, like the warm sunshine of winter, "I don't want to hurt you." ”

The man wrinkled his nose, "It would be a lie to refuse to say that I don't want to hurt you, but, I don't blame you, I really ......"