He reached out to take out the cigarette box, but found that it was empty inside. Mo Beiyan only felt a sense of aura gathering in his chest, and his inexplicable irritability was like a shell, almost exploding him.

Bang!

Mo Beiyan swung his fist and hit the snow-white wall.

The knuckles clattered...the painful veins appeared.

Damn, what is he upset about?

Who are you upset about? Tong Ran? Mo Huantong? Or what?

He really doesn't know...

Mo Beiyan reached out to cover his face, just trying to cover his head and sleep hard.

He shouldn't be like this, he doesn't need to be suspicious or worry...

He doesn't need any of these emotions.

So, going home and sleeping is what he should do the most.

Mo Beiyan withdrew his hand, threw the empty cigarette box into the trash can, and turned around and left the hospital.

...

Tong Ran came to the ward.

Mo Huantong was injected with a small amount of sedatives, and after her mood stabilized, she returned to normal. She did not fall asleep, but just lying on the hospital bed with her eyes open.

Tong Ran pushed the door and walked in. Mo Huantong was startled when she heard the footsteps and hurriedly supported herself, "Who is it?"

"Huanhuan, it's me," Tong Ran walked to the bed and sat down. She looked at the marks on her face and neck, feeling depressed, "Is it better?"

Mo Huantong breathed a sigh of relief, she lay back, "I'm fine, it's like I've had a dream."

Tong Ran poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "Do you often do this?"

"After that happened four years ago... it will be like this," Mo Huantong held the water cup and smiled bitterly, "I can't control myself, and in fact I don't want to recall, but sometimes memories come out,

I even want to die..."

Tong Ran nodded. She could understand her thoughts. When she was designed by Ruan Yilan in KTV, she was almost insulted...

During that time, she often had nightmares and it took her a long time to get out.

What's more, Huanhuan is really...

Tong Ran dared not think about it, just like Han Qingqing, how much pain did she endure before she stood up again?

No... she didn't stand up, but went astray.

Thinking of Han Qingqing, Tong Ran lowered her head and felt inexplicably sore in her nose. She narrowed her eyes and forced herself not to think about it.

No matter what happened later, it was because of her that Qingqing was insulted...

She can't pay off this debt in her life, and there are regrets everywhere in her life. Tong Ran has no chance to make up for it.

She didn't speak for a long time.

Mo Huantong reached out and said, "Xiao Ran, are you still here?"

Tong Ran wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "I'm here, I didn't leave."

"Actually," Mo Huantong's hand fell down, and she bit the corner of her mouth, "I heard you talking to Mo Beiyan downstairs in the afternoon."

Tong Ran was stunned and hurriedly said, "Huanhuan, actually..."

"You don't have to persuade me or comfort me. Actually, I know it all," Mo Huantong shook her head, "I should have known it a long time ago. I'm just deceiving myself."

Tong Ran was silent, and she didn't know what to say.

What else can you say?

Comfort words are often the cruelest...

Mo Huantong suddenly reached out to shake her hand, "Xiao Ran, I want to leave Mo Beiyan."

Tong Ran raised his eyelids lightly, "How to leave?"

"Can you let him let me go?" Mo Huantong's eyes fell on one side without any focus. "I want to go back to my life... This nonsense farce is about to end."
Chapter completed!