The most precious pearl in my heart, however, in the end...

Sadness arises from my heart, and I let the water flow on my skin, lost in thought...

Until Yan Zhuang knocked on the door and called her name very loudly, "Taotao! Taotao, are you okay?"

Tao Zicai suddenly woke up. He had been in the bathroom for a long time, but his mind was completely blank. He had no idea what he was thinking...

"Mom, I'm fine..." He choked in agreement, rushed quickly, put on clean clothes and came out.

At the door of the bathroom, Yan Zhuang was waiting anxiously. He was relieved when he saw her coming out. But at the door of the ward, a figure shrank out. In a hurry, he seemed to see his haggard and hasty face...

It felt like there was a stone in my heart, and it became even more choked and heavy...

As soon as she came out, Yan Zhuang asked her to lie down on the bed, and then came another hot soup.

Seeing Yan Zhuang's persistent look, she sighed secretly, took the bowl and drank it. She was alive no matter what, and there was nothing she couldn't accept...

While drinking the soup, I saw Yan Zhuang carrying a bowl of rice out, but then bringing it back with a melancholy look on his face.

This scene made her heart skip a beat. Has he not eaten yet? This thought lingered in her heart, like a bee buzzing around her, making her restless...

He was recuperating in the hospital for a week.

During this week, grandma cooked food and visited her every day. The nanny came back and took turns taking care of her in the hospital with Yan Zhuang. Even when Yan Zhuang was in the hospital, he was very busy. The phone kept ringing. Only Ning Zhen could

Qian, he barely stepped foot into the ward.

But she knew that when she fell asleep, there would always be a figure coming to the bed, stopping silently, staring at her sleeping face silently, and sometimes, dry and rough hands would touch her face...

Yes, she knew, she always knew...

However, she didn't know how to face such a face. Instead, all she could think of was unbearable memories, which were torture and pain.

It is said that if two people share a pain, it will become half a pain, but this is not the case for them. The pain will be doubled, multiplied by ten, and expanded without limit...

It is better to escape, escape in your own world, let yourself swallow back the tears silently, and bear your own share of pain alone...

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she finally saw him clearly, standing alone at the door of the ward.

In just seven days, he lost a lot of weight. The military uniform that was originally fit and you could see the outline of muscles when exerting force has become loose on his body. Because of his thinness, he looks darker, and his complexion is so haggard that it is unsightly.

The red bloodshot eyes, the swollen circles under his eyes, and the dense beard on his chin are enough to show how bad his week has been...

Is he punishing himself?

Why bother...

Just that one look made her unable to bear to look at it any longer, and she felt like a thorn had been stabbed in her heart, and she felt a dull pain. She turned her face away, her eyes wet with tears, and said hoarsely, "Let's go."

He came over to help her.

She was not that weak, she could walk on her own, and avoided it subconsciously. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his outstretched hand trembling slightly, staying briefly in the air, and then hanging down feebly... 13acv.

She strode outside, unable to face such a situation any more, and her tears fell straight down all the way, falling on the floor in front of her.

The person we once loved with our lives, why did we become like this?

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Chapter completed!