Chapter 367 (1/2)

Fengling came over and stopped beside jinuan: ”if you are not in a good mood, you can say it or vent it in another way. This place is really unsafe.”

”I know it's not safe, so I just sit behind the railing.” Season warm tone is very slow: ”I just want to blow here, not to mention...”

She paused and smiled a little reluctantly: ”it's no use telling him. He knows that I'm not going to die easily. It's just a polite way to let you take me down.”

In the ten years of wandering, no matter how hard she suffered, how hard she hit, how tortured she never killed herself. Her life was tenacious. The only time she killed herself was half destroyed by Ji mengran's reason, lying in the bathtub and cutting her wrists. Then she foolishly pushed the man away.

Even at the last moment of life, it's because of long-term consumption of chronic poisons.

If you let her choose, she will choose to live a good life, and will never be unable to think of it.

Mo Jingshen knows her. Her heart is hard and her face is thick. This is her in his eyes now.

Feng Ling's lips moved for a while, and then he asked strangely, ”why does it suddenly become like this? You and Mr. mo were not well before? ”

”Yes, why is it like this.” Jinuan sits cross legged, looks at the horizon, and squeezes out a smile. His voice is a little empty: ”maybe it's causality. God made me have such a beautiful dream, but in the end, it's cruel to take it back.”

Feng Ling didn't understand and didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Ji Nuan was sitting here obediently without any other dangerous behaviors, she sat down beside her.

Jinuan raises his hand, grabs a handful in the wind, feels a trace of cool air passing in the palm of his hand, and then disappears silently.

As if she had thought that she had finally grasped the happiness in front of her eyes, and finally learned to cherish it, but it turned out that it was just like this mass of air, that is to say, it would still be scattered.

To be honest, even jinuan doesn't know how to face the depth of Mo field ten years later. Apart from the memories of loving each other for several months, there is no place where he is not the original one, the indifferent superior, the man who completely withdraws from her life.

But can all these beautiful memories really be like garbage to him?

Season warm looked at the empty palm, looked for a long time, found that his eyes are very astringent, even a drop of tears can not fall out.

”It's too windy here. Don't sit here too long.” Feng Ling said.

”I know. Just sit a little longer, just a little longer.”

Season warm said while holding up his hand in the wind and caught two more times. It's too high here. There's not even a grain of sand and dust. The wind passes in the palm without leaving any trace.

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the physical condition of Mo Jingshen is no longer a big problem. After waking up, the doctor has carried out a series of examinations and several days of observation on his current condition. It is determined that he can be discharged in a few days. His ward has also been transferred to the ordinary ward and no longer restricted to family visits. Therefore, his ward is very busy these days.

Wan Zhu is sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, cutting the apple and talking about what happened in the past two months. Mo Shao occasionally answers the company's phone and occasionally sits beside the bed and asks Mo Jingshen how he feels now. Ah K is busy with nanheng and Qin siting both inside and outside.

But the man in the hospital bed is always calm and indifferent.