Gu Lian regained consciousness for a while. The doctor determined that there was nothing wrong and gave her a sedative to let her sleep longer.
Lu Zechen sat beside her bed and never closed his eyes.
The clothes on his body have not been changed yet. They are all dirty from last night. His hair is a mess, his eyes are obviously black and blue, and his whole body is full of decadence. There is no trace of Mr. Lu at all.
On the hospital bed, Gu Lian was still wearing an oxygen mask, with her eyes closed tightly.
He stared at her, but did not dare to look for long, fearing that she would be frightened when she opened her eyes and saw his appearance.
He looked away and saw her hands.
The bones were straight and the wrist was extremely thin. He stretched out his hand to touch her, but when he saw his hand wrapped in gauze, he took it back again.
There was only the sound of dripping in the room.
Suddenly, the electrocardiogram seemed to fluctuate.
He became alert, subconsciously stood up, and found that the voice was steady again.
Turning his head to look at her face, he noticed her slightly trembling eyelashes.
His Adam's apple slid up and down, and his voice got stuck.
"You are asleep now, and I will talk to you for a while." He paused and said hoarsely: "We have known each other for so long, and it seems that we have never been so quiet."
Not only was there no tense situation, there was no secret contest. She just lay there, so fragile that even her breath worried him.
"Don't be afraid, Song Xiang and the others are here, I can't afford to mess with you anymore."
His eyes were red, and he frowned to hold back his emotions, "The child seems to be fine, but I... didn't have time to see it. When you wake up, you probably won't want me to see it."
"You probably don't like the surname Lu either. It's up to you to choose the name."
"We have been struggling for long enough. You are tired, and so am I."
He closed his eyes and thought of the first time he saw her.
She was as cold as ice, and her eyes were filled with the arrogance of looking down on the rich children. He was only in his early twenties at that time, and he only thought about how to break off this thorny rose. As for how to maintain it, he never thought about it.
When he picked it up, he thought he would throw it away soon. Unexpectedly, after holding it tightly for five or six years, his thorns were almost worn away, and his palms were also scarred.
"When you are discharged from the hospital, I will unfreeze your bank account and you can continue to live in that house or move out."
His eyes were slightly hot, and something overflowed unstoppably. He gritted his teeth and forced it back.
"It's true this time. I'll let you go. As long as you don't come to me, I will never bother you."
His voice paused, and his eyes fell on the woman's face.
Her eyebrows moved slightly.
He stood up, walked to her side, slowly leaned over, his eyes greedily took in all her face, and carefully collected it in his mind.
Chapped lips pressed against the corner of her mouth, her voice was thin.
"Gu Lian..."
Snap.
The tiny beads fell down and landed on her cheeks. He quickly wiped them away with his fingertips and sighed in relief after making sure there were no traces.
His voice was stagnant, and after a moment of pause, he said, "I'm sorry."
Sorry, I ruined you and us.
Gu Lian closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction.
Not sure if it was disappointment or what, he closed his eyes and his lips were a finger's distance away from hers.
I whispered softly in my heart.
I'm sorry, and...I love you.
Taking a deep breath, he struggled to control his emotions, stood up quickly, and looked at her again.
He took two steps back, fearing that he would regret it, and quickly turned around and opened the door.
Click, the door lock falls.
The eyes of the person on the bed moved slightly, and two tears slowly overflowed, all of which were hidden in the hair.