He was confident that Jiang Zimo would definitely return to his former self.
But he didn't know that Jiang Zimo was no longer the same Jiang Zimo as before.
On this day, Ying Bailu and Chen Feiyan came to visit her. These few best friends of hers were also frequent visitors to the hospital. They knew even more about Jiang Zimo's condition than Murong Qingyi.
The floor-to-ceiling glass window design makes the lighting in the hall very good. The sunlight shines into the room, bright and warm, with a vibrant but romantic warmth. However, the girl standing in front of the window with an indifferent face makes the whole picture change.
A jarring abruptness.
When Murong Qingzhen saw them coming, he was naturally relieved to entrust Jiang Zimo to them. As the president of Murong's family, even if he has a capable manager, he still has many things that need to be done by himself.
After sending Murong Qingzhen away, she closed the door of the small living room. Ying Bailu looked at Jiang Zimo and said, "How long do you plan to keep this secret from him? Ah Zi, even we can't bear it."
Jiang Zimo, who was standing in front of the window, just turned her head slightly, with a sneer on her lips, and said softly: "It won't be long, next month, I will leave here. At that time, I will leave a letter to explain everything to him.
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There was some unbearable look on Ying Bailu's face, she shook her head and said: "Don't you have any feelings for Murong Qingzhen? Ah Zi, I know that you have been heartbroken by love, but after all, Murong Qingzhen treats you with such infatuation
ah……".
Jiang Zimo sighed bleakly: "But I can't forget that my child... died precisely because of him and his father. What would he give in exchange for this fresh life? Bai Lu, you
It's not me. You don't understand. People who have never experienced this kind of pain will never understand. How much courage I need to give to face all this. Once, several times, I wanted to really kill myself, just like this
Gone... What else is worth waiting for in my life? Every day, every minute and every second where life is worse than death is a living torment for me... ".
"Stop talking, Azi, I'm sorry, I...Oh! I said the wrong thing, don't be sad, okay?"
Jiang Zimo slowly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, raised her head, faced the bright afternoon sun, and swallowed the boundless pain in her eyes.
"Bai Lu, I must leave here and start over. Otherwise, I really can't hold on anymore."
It's not that she doesn't understand how kind Murong Qingzhen is to her, but she can no longer bear that kind of kindness. What he wants is her heart, but her heart has died with the death of the child.
Therefore, she could only choose to escape.
Escape from those memories full of the past, escape from the space of broken love.
Bai Yanbing struggled to wake up from his dream.
He heard her calling him, the call was so desperate and sad.
He sat up, and big beads of sweat fell one by one along his white marble forehead. He reached out to brush away the sweat, but he couldn't get rid of the twitching pain in his heart.
In the dream, Jiang Zimo was tied to a rusty blue "cross" by entangled thorns. Every time he took a step closer to her, the entangled thorns pierced an inch of her body. He heard her moans of pain, which seemed to carry
The barbed steel hooks pulled and twisted in his heart.
Chapter 16 will continue tomorrow and I hope to finish it within ten days!