Zheng Yan said quietly again: "Actually, Ang didn't hide it from you on purpose. Not many people know about this matter. Except for a few of us and Ang's mother, no one else knows, not even grandma. Because
Ang did not do it voluntarily, and he knew that sooner or later he would divorce Zuo An, so he did not tell anyone."
Wang Aoshuang nodded gently, "Well, I understand."
"Not only do you have to understand, you also have to give him support. He has been shouldering everything silently for so many years, and it's miserable. He finally got to be with you. I hope you don't let him fight alone. He should be with you.
He went side by side to fight against Zuo An."
She looked steadily at the light above her head, with a slight confusion in her eyes.
"Aoshuang, don't pay too much attention to those worldly opinions. You have never interfered with their feelings, because they have no feelings at all. When you are with Ang, you save him from pain. Many people even if they are exhausted
You will never get a true relationship in your life. I hope you can cherish the happiness you have in front of you."
Wang Aoshuang stared at the ceiling blankly, the thoughts in her eyes scattered layer by layer.
In fact, the moment she saw the knife stuck in Ling Angsheng, she felt a fear close to death.
She was afraid of what she would do if something happened to Ling Ang.
She really couldn't imagine how she would spend her days without him in the world.
Before, although she said she didn't want to see him, her days without him were actually like years.
She didn't want to see him because she was helpless by reality, but she still loved him uncontrollably in her heart.
Without him, she would be like a grain of sand, blown by the wind without knowing where to go, floating and wandering all her life.
After a long time, she turned to look at him, and the look in her eyes gradually became clearer.
She smiled lightly, resolutely yet gently, "I know what to do."
Zheng Yan smiled easily, "I hope you won't disappoint everyone."
The two looked at each other and continued to wait.
In the middle of the night, Ling Ang was finally pushed out.
The doctor said that fortunately the injury was not deep and the lungs were not damaged. He would recover after a period of rest.
The two finally took a deep breath.
After a long night of tossing, Wang Aoshuang asked Zheng Yan to go back to rest and stayed by Ling Ang's bed.
After the anesthetic wore off, Ling Ang woke up.
Wang Aoshuang saw him open his eyes, with deep joy on his face, "Ang, you finally woke up, you scared me to death."
Ling Ang smiled slightly, "I told you, I will be fine."
"Yeah." There was a slight glint in her happy eyes, "God, he is still very wise."
He looked at her gently, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, "Aoshuang, are what you said tonight true? You didn't say it just to comfort me, right?"
She gently grabbed his hand, her eyes filled with softness, "It's absolutely true, every sentence comes from the heart."
Infinite joy immediately appeared on his haggard face, and the flowing brilliance was filled with the comfort of the deep sea.
He held her hand and said softly: "Aoshuang, there is one thing you must know. I really didn't mean to deceive you. When we first met, you were avoiding me. If I tell you again,
If so, you will definitely hide further away from me. Even after you are sure that you like me,