He suddenly felt a similar feeling that he had given birth to Yu and He Shengliang.
Ling Ang said slowly again: "No matter where you hide Aoshuang in, I will find her. Everything will be self-defeating. I believe she will also be with me at all costs. In the end,
You still have to lose her. Each of us is physically and mentally exhausted. You might as well let go as soon as possible to calm everything down and make your life easier for yourself.”
Lan Yuchi leaned on the chair weakly, his eyes a little empty, and the light in his heart was as vague as a floating cloud.
In fact, he knew that he would lose in the end because Wang Aoshuang loved Ling Ang, so he lost completely based on this.
Ling Ang was right, but in fact, she couldn't keep her popularity. She would always know it one day.
If he really hides her, Ling Ang would not give up even if he chases her to the ends of the world. This kind of cat and mouse game will make everyone exhausted.
Should he really give up on his insistence that he shouldn't have?
Ling Ang saw his expression dim, his tone also eased, with endless sighs, "We are all people who have experienced wind, frost, snow and rain, and are already exhausted. Why do we need to continue to live so tired?"
The sharp edge in Lan Yuchi's eyebrows began to fade slowly, his eyes were blurred, and he looked at the ground silently.
Seeing that he had no words, Ling Ang calmed down and persuaded him, "Actually, in this world, it does not belong to you. Even if you try every means to get it, it is just a little stay by your side. For a moment, she will still go far away.
Fate is nothing, it’s too far-fetched for a while, it can’t last a lifetime!”
Lan Yuchi turned his head and looked at Ling Ang, but said nothing.
"Lan Yuchi, we have all escaped on the verge of death, and we should all understand the value and shortness of life. Do we have to spend the rest of our lives in the struggle for each other? In that case, how can we be worthy of it? We will lose and get it back
life.”
Ling Ang looked at him deeply, and there was a sense of peace that had never been seen between the two before, "So, I hope you can let go of Aoshuang, and let go of yourself, and look for your happiness."
Lan Yuchi slowly closed his eyes and leaned weakly on the back of the chair, his expression as complicated as feathers everywhere in the sky.
Ling Ang stood there quietly, waiting for his statement.
The two men were silently stalemate, and the atmosphere was almost frozen.
I don’t know how long it took, Lan Yuchi slowly opened his eyes, as if he had used a thousand pounds of strength to speak: “Okay, I’ll help you, she’s in the hospital now.”
Thousands of joy surged on Ling Ang's face, and an indescribable tremor and excitement flowed in his blood.
His eyes were filled with a dazzling light like fireworks, and he took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Thank you! I hope you can find your happiness."
He couldn't wait to turn around and leave.
Lan Yuchi looked at his departure back, and the desolation in his heart swayed one after another as if he was thrown into the water of a stone, and finally slowly disappeared, just like the blood in his heart, as if it slowly stopped flowing.
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Ling Ang went to the hospital at the speed of light.
When he opened the ward door, the face that he was obsessed with appeared in front of him.
For a moment, he was ecstatic and excited, and all kinds of indescribable emotions appeared on his face.