After the work was dealt with early, Chen Yao did not return to Shanghai, but stayed in Beijing to observe Liang Yingning's life.

Zhou Lushen was too easy to see through Chen Yao's thoughts.

But there was no time to communicate with Chen Yao.

Chen Yao admitted, "I can't let it go, the surname Xie doesn't let her order on horseback, she cares most about winning or losing, and she can show off for days if she can win once." ”

"It's none of my business." Zhou Lushen uncovered his sleeves to look at his watch, got up and left.

Chen Yao took away the futon and complained to Zhou Lushen's back, "Why did you leave again." ”

Zhou Lu was cold, "Sleep with you?" ”

As soon as the person left, the ward was empty, and Chen Yao was completely decadent.

The suture operation was anesthetic, but Chen Yao didn't feel it, so he let the doctor sew and mend it on him.

After the anesthetic, he began to have pain all over his body, and he couldn't sleep well for several days, and the bodyguard told him that he had a long surgical scar on his lower back.

"Isn't it ugly?"

He had fair skin, and an extra scar was ugly.

"....not ugly."

Chen Yao knew the bodyguard's lies, so he didn't care, leaned on the head of the bed, and watched the sunset outside the window.

It's been a long time since anyone has come to see him.

He didn't want to wait, he wanted to go to Liang Yingning in person.

Chen Yao picked up his crutches and left the ward in the middle of the night.

He walked head-back and was clumsy with a medical cane.

The bodyguards didn't dare to disobey, and when the medical staff on duty found out, Chen Yao was already sitting in the car.

A white Bentley sedan was parked not far away.

By the street lamp, the rear windows are dark and tightly closed.

The noble man wearing silver-rimmed glasses looked at the scene unhurriedly, and Zhuang Ming, who was driving, said, "Second son, do you want to follow." ”

Zhou Lushen retracted his gaze, "Go home." ”

Zhuang Ming thinks: "Mr. Chen probably likes Liang Yingning, and the person is no longer his, so why bother." ”

Like?

The word.

Zhou Lushen's expression was very calm, and he turned the wedding ring on his ring finger, "Who knows." ”

All living beings, aside from their noble status and illustrious family background, they are just ordinary people with the same flesh and blood, with arrogance that refuses to bow their heads, selfishness that their lovers are invincible to love their own rights, imperfect personalities, regrets in their feelings, loneliness and loneliness.

It will be sad, it will be sad.

Do everything you can to get it.

-

Looking forward to seeing each other.

Chen Yao regretted it again when he went to Yanbai Villa.

was helped out of the car by the bodyguards, and now he is not fully recovered, half disabled.

Suddenly had no confidence to let Liang Yingning see his half-body appearance.

He wants face, and he can't let go of it until he dies.

The window glass reflects the embarrassed self.

Chen Yao had no courage at all, "It's so ugly, let's go back to the hospital." ”

The bodyguard had to help him back to the car, his waist was not good, his legs were not good, for fear that the noble young master would twist, and it would take a lot of effort just to sit down.

When everything was done, the foreheads of the two men were covered with fine sweat.

Rolls-Royce leaves Wild Goose Lodge.

He was recuperated in the hospital for 20 days, during which no one came over except Zhou Lushen.

But.

Zhou Lu sank back to Manhattan.

Chen Yao spent time in extreme anxiety and depression, barely able to walk well, and the doctor advised that he could not stand for too long, his knees would be sore, and he would be disabled if he over-moved.

The Chen family arranged for him to go abroad to continue his treatment.

The hospital is in New York, Chen Yao accepts.

On the day of transfer.

Private jets to New York are ready at the international airport, along with the entourage.

Liang Yingning was willing to come and see him off.

had to delay the take-off by half an hour.

Inside the business terminal.

Liang Yingning looked at the gauze on Chen Yao's forehead, "Why do you have a new wound?" ”

Chen Yao was scarred.

Because I haven't slept well for a long time, the dark circles under my eyes are slightly obvious, and the thin skin is a little blue.

It's ugly, he originally had a handsome and dashing face.

"I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and fell to the sink."

Chen Yao did not shy away from talking about it, and wiped off a piece of flesh on his forehead at that time, and he was numb in pain, embarrassed and pitiful.

Liang Yingning looked up at the bodyguard behind him, with a hint of blame in his eyes.

At this glance, the bodyguard buried his head deeply.

Liang Yingning's gaze fell back on Chen Yao, his bones were already thin, this time he was even more thin, his skin was too white, and he was so sick that he couldn't die.

At that moment, I felt sorry for him.

But there's no going back for a long time.

When did it start, it was when I saw Chen Yao in the Hongtan Teahouse, when Chen Yao refused to come forward at the engagement banquet.

It's when I watched him wave his big hand and directly buy the snow resort to coax Fei Fei.

It's good to read him Feifei, so I went skiing in Keketo in the middle of the night, right?

Putting aside all distractions, Liang Yingning comforted in a low voice, "It's going to get better." ”

Chen Yao was dumbfounded, "Ah... Aning, come with me to New York. ”

Liang Yingning: 'Huh? With a bang, his gaze became dull.

Chen Yao's voice was begging.

"Go, Xie Qinyang is not suitable for you."

"I ask you, I love you." Liang Yingning looked directly at Chen Yao, and still asked with a little expectation, "Can you say these three words when you face me?" ”

Desperate.

He spoke urgently.

"I... I..."

As a result, I stopped talking.

Not unexpected.

A trace of loss flashed in Liang Yingning's eyes, but quickly, he quietly put away his emotions and looked at Chen Yao with a smile.

"Love is too heavy, if you don't love, you can't say it, the truth is too simple, I understand."

"I don't want to fight my way out of your ex, and I don't want to be the choice you just want to settle down, I'd rather not have anything."

"Take care of your illness."

From beginning to end, Chen Yao opened his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

"That's it, Chen Yao."

Liang Yingning picked up the bag and left a sentence, "I don't think you have feelings for me, but a forced choice, you can't even kiss me, don't you, I only have a suitable family background with you, nothing else is suitable, I'm going back, I'm sorry." ”

She walked briskly away without any regrets.

Chen Yao also got up.

When boarding, look back at the capital's airport.

The special flight to New York departs at 2 p.m.

A large black G was parked outside the airport.

Liang Yingning sat in the co-pilot, watching the white and blue Boeing plane glide into the sky.

Xie Qinyang handed her a tissue and didn't say a word.

Liang Yingning brushed away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, "Jingjing has also left Beijing." ”

They are all busy, and they all have the right and desire to chase.

Only occasionally does I miss the indulgence of the Shanghai market.

She was the only one who stood still, for a full decade.

-

And then half a year.

Chen Yao made a thorough recovery.

The scar polyp on the back of the waist was still there, and the bodyguard suggested that he go for a cosmetic cryosurgery.

Chen Yao wrapped his hand around the back of his waist, touched the uneven flesh, and hooked his lips, "It doesn't matter, it's okay to sleep, it's good to be ugly." ”

Just touching it, my fingers froze.

This scar will last a lifetime.

On Valentine's Day.

I heard that Xie Qinyang was in the wild goose for Liang Yingning, covered with red roses.

I heard that the mare of the horse farm gave birth to a foal, and the young master of the Xie family personally took the name: Ning Ning

I heard that Xie Qinyang took Liang Yingning back to his old house to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

Scattered fragments.

It's all news that Chen Yao spent money to find out.

Bustling Lower Manhattan.

The sunset line sprinkled on Chen Yao's back, a minimalist gray windbreaker, he put his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, and always walked with his head down.

Sad?

Zhuang Ming looked at his back while driving, smiled and shook his head.

Lose something.

These noble sons.

That's how they hit a wall in their relationship, the road ahead is still a bright road and an endless high position, and their lives are as prosperous and bright as the towering buildings of Manhattan in front of them.

Love is just a hasty regret in their world.

What do you want, but love is uncontrollable, and the sadness they can experience in this life is only love and hate.

(End of chapter)