C132 (1/2)

When the two of them were embracing in front of the elevator.

To be exact, when Meng Qingyang was hugging Wen Zhizhi tightly. Neither of them noticed a pair of sharp eyes staring at them from behind the railing of the second floor.

The owner of those eyes was wearing a white robe, and the stethoscope on his neck was the exact same action he was going to take off.

Qin Hanze never thought that one day, he would see Wen Zhizhi at the hospital in C City.

Qin Hanze noticed her from the time she sat powerlessly in the light blue chair. He just took a casual glance in the crowd and wanted to take a break to take a look at the ugly human society.

However, he had not expected to accidentally see that person who had appeared at the apex of his heart many times.

He looked at Wen Zhizhi who was sitting there dispiritedly, staring lifelessly at the ground. From his point of view, he was able to see her pretty face. Even her fluttering eyelashes could be seen clearly.

She answered the phone and her head flew up, a beautiful curve and a clever angle, just like when they were warm.

She moved.

He took his cell phone and went to five meters in front of the elevator. Was he waiting for someone?

Is that drop of water by the eye a tear?

”Strange, why do my eyes look so good?” Qin Hanze didn't understand, but he didn't want to understand either. Right now, he wanted to understand. Who was the person that Wen Zhizhi was waiting for?

When he saw Meng Qingyang coming out of the elevator, Qin Hanze's movements froze.

”Heh, I should have guessed it long ago.” Qin Hanze muttered to himself in a low voice. His tone was mixed with ridicule, disappointment, and disappointment.

Go away? Stay?

Qin Hanze chose the latter. So he saw their hugs. In the crowded hospital lobby.

Perhaps people here experienced too much separation, so the embrace of handsome men and beautiful women did not attract a rush of people. They were roadblocks, people consciously and numbly going around them. No one cared, except for Qin Hanze.

He saw the ring on Meng Qingyang's finger more clearly.

How dazzling. In the man's hand, there was a flash of silver.

Why was it even more dazzling than the floor lamp in the hall?

”Does Wen Zhizhi have a ring on her finger?” Her back was facing Qin Hanze, and her petite figure was covered by Meng Qingyang. Unexpectedly, Qin Hanze couldn't remember if Wen Zhizhi had a ring or not. He was clearly someone who could memorize information after reading 5,000 words of English, but why was the memory just now so blurry?

”Wenzhi, meeting you is all my surprises.”

”In that case, I don't think we need to see each other again.”

Qin Hanze's stiff posture returned to its natural state once again. He turned around with great force, and his flying white clothes hit the glass fence on the second floor of the hospital.

There was a slight crisp sound.

However, the noise was just a pebble thrown into the boiling lake in the noisy hospital. There was no response at all.

No wonder someone said, ”The best ending to a story is to forget both old friends.”

What he could not forget was the most painful thing. The corner of Qin Hanze's mouth curled up into a helpless smile.

The moment Meng Qingyang arrived, Wen Zhizhi seemed to have found her pillar.