The bathroom of the private hospital was originally spacious and bright, comparable to a hotel, but when Rong Heng opened the door, he did not see anyone.

Because the lights are not turned on in the bathroom.

The lights in the main ward slowly projected into the entrance, finally illuminating a corner of the bathroom.

It was an open shower room, and Lu Yuan sat in that corner, buried her head deep, trembling slightly uncontrollably.

But Rong Heng knew that she was not trembling, she was crying.

In Rong Heng's impression, whenever she sees her, she always looks calm and peaceful, as if she has no emotional ups and downs, and is always light.

So, will she cry?

Rong Heng froze for a moment and couldn't move anymore.

As if she noticed someone coming, her sob that was a little out of control suddenly stopped.

But some things are far from being as comfortable as you imagine.

Lu Yuan could stop crying, but could not stop the full collapse at this moment.

She moved, but turned her body inside, trying to hide herself and shrink into a ball, as if she would not be seen, and she was in a mess at this moment.

Rong Heng couldn't control his steps, but walked in.

Then, he closed the door with his backhand.

The bathroom fell into darkness again.

This darkness seemed to give Lu Yuan a sense of security, because Rong Heng heard her cry again.

In fact, she was still trying to control herself, but there was always a sob or two that could not hide it.

Every sound was clearly heard into Rong Heng's ears and hit his heart heavily.

All of this was his fault, and from the beginning, it was his fault.

He leaned against the wall, motionless, and after a long time, he finally spoke softly: "I'm sorry."

Lu Yuan suddenly froze.

She originally thought that the person who came had left, but she thought that she was the only one in this small space.

But it turns out that the man is still there.

He is still there.

But suddenly, she was even more sad.

She didn't want to meet him, and from the beginning, she didn't want to meet him.

She tried her best to avoid it, but she still couldn't.

If she could, she would rather never see him forever, but there are too many intertwinings in their lives, including Lu and Chuan, and Mu Qian.

She knew she couldn't avoid it, so she simply accepted her fate.

But he took the initiative to ask her to stay as far as she could.

Everyone thought this was a torture for her, and only she knew it was a relief.

Because this is what she really wants-

Goodbye, never see you again.

But he appeared again, in this small dark space, a place where she was avoiding anything, and a place where she completely collapsed.

If she could, she was willing to minimize herself, even if she went to an unknown world where no one wanted to face him here.

But she couldn't do it.

In front of him was the dead corners of two cold walls, and behind him was the sound of his footsteps gradually approaching.

"I'm sorry." He was right behind her and repeated the sentence again.

This is something she doesn't want to hear, and it is something she shouldn't have heard.

Why did he say sorry?

From beginning to end, he did nothing wrong. He just foolishly wanted to take on the responsibilities he dealt with. He was just persistent in doing what he should do. He was just doing himself...

He was not wrong, never.

She was obviously messing up his life, but she still wanted to let him say sorry to herself.

Why is she?

And he continued: "I hurt you, I hurt you, if this affects you-"

Rong Heng's voice came to an abrupt end.

In the darkness, he was stiff and motionless, and all his senses were concentrated on the breathing sounds in his ears and the trembling body in his arms.

She turned around.

She hugged him.

She leaned into his arms.

"You don't want to apologize, you don't need it...you don't want to..."

She sobbed and spoke, and clearly refused, but the hand held him tightly, very tightly...

If it were the past, Rong Heng would not understand.

He has always been straightforward, black is black, white is white, like it is like it, hate it is hate it.

But this set of guidelines has all failed to do with her.

There are thousands of knots in the heart, which cannot be cut and still messy.

I like her, but I hate her.

I thought about her, but I didn't want to see her.

Torturing her on purpose is just to make herself anxious.

Seeing her injured and listening to her crying, his heart crunched in pain...

He had already deeply understood such contradictions.

So, she wasn't really that decisive.

Isn't it?

Rong Heng suddenly stretched out his hand and tightly wrapped her into his arms.

There was still a moment of hesitation, but after that moment, he just tightened his arms tighter and harder to let go.

...

At two o'clock in the morning, Mu Qian slowly opened her eyes and found that she still couldn't sleep. She couldn't help but pick up her phone and wanted to see the time.

When she took the phone, she instantly forgot her original intention and couldn't help unlocking it. After poking around several commonly used APPs, she flipped into the address book.

"It's two o'clock." Huo Jinxi's equally awake voice suddenly came from beside him, and suddenly he was shocked.

Mu Qian subconsciously wanted to hide her phone, but came back to her senses and snorted, saying, "Yuanyuan is alone in the hospital, I can't sleep."

"If you don't sleep, others always have to sleep." Huo Jinxi replied.

"Do you think she can sleep?" Mu Qian retorted, then said, "Then I'll send a message to the nursing staff. If there is no reply, it means she is already asleep and there is nothing wrong there."

As soon as she finished speaking, her message was sent out.

Huo Jinxi sat up and walked to the side to pour water for her.

Before the glass of water was filled, Mu Qian's cell phone suddenly rang several times.

When Huo Jinxi looked back, he saw Mu Qian pinching his cell phone, staring at the screen, motionless.

Huo Jinxi took the water cup back to the bed and replaced the mobile phone in Mu Qian's hand with this cup of water.

I flipped over and saw that the chat page was very lively. In addition to a few text replies, there was also a photo.

"I haven't slept!"

"Miss Lu woke up in the middle of the night and was in a bad mood."

"But nothing should be done now."

The following is the video. Huo Jinxi only took a look and knew why he felt it was lively.

In addition to the photographer, five people also appeared in the picture in real time.

Lu Yuan was sitting on the hospital bed, doctors and nurses standing beside the bed, Aunt Zhang was serving porridge at the end of the bed, and Rong Heng was sitting beside the hospital bed staring at Lu Yuan.

It can be seen that Lu Yuan is not in good condition, his eyes and nose are all red, and he obviously has cried.

But the flush on her face made it difficult to determine the cause.

Maybe it was because I cried for too long and it caused my hypoxia.
Chapter completed!