On the other side, not long after Huo Jingchen was sent to the intensive care unit, his fingers moved slightly as if he was struggling to wake up.
Huo Jingchen had a dream. He was immersed in the nightmare of his previous life.
He dreamed that the good times of these days were all a dream. He dreamed that there was never a present life. Some were always a past life.
He dreamed that all the happiness was a dream that he made up. There was no Qing Qing, only himself from the beginning to the end.
In the dark night, he walked out of the villa and slowly walked to the garden.
There was her tombstone with a photo of her on it.
The Sky was dark and cloudy, as if it was going to fall at any moment.
Huo Jingchen slowly stopped in front of the tombstone and looked at the photo on the tombstone in a daze.
The woman in the photo had light eyes and was wearing a white dress. Her eyes were gentle, but there was no bright smile on her face.
Huo Jingchen was a little absent-minded. He gently placed the daisies he picked in the garden in front of the tombstone and said, "Qing Qing... "
"How have you been? " Huo Jingchen half-squatted in front of the tombstone and asked softly, his voice tinged with an unresolvable dullness.
"I haven't been well at all. "
He simply sat down on the ground in front of the tombstone, wanting to talk to her.
It seemed that he had not come to talk to her for a long time, because even after so many years, he still could not accept the fact that she had left him.
"You said that you wanted me to live, that you wanted me to suffer forever, but it's really hard... "
Huo Jingchen spoke softly, his voice a little choked up.
He reached out his finger and gently caressed her photo, the corners of his eyes slightly sore.
How could you be so cruel.
How could you use such a method to take revenge on me... ...
Bean-sized rain poured down, instantly engulfing the quiet night.
The flowers and grass were mercilessly flapped. Huo Jingchen leaned against the tombstone and lowered his eyes slightly.
Do you think it's enough?
Do you think this punishment is enough for me... ...
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Qi came over with a black umbrella. From Afar, he saw a drenched man sitting in front of the tombstone in a daze.
His Adam's apple moved slightly. He slowly walked forward and held the umbrella over his head. In a deep voice, he said, "president, let's go back. "
The sound of the rain was so loud that even his voice was somewhat scattered.
Huo Jingchen still did not move. The rain dripped down on his face one drop after another.
"Qingqing! " Huo Jingchen suddenly woke up and immediately sat up from the hospital bed.
He turned his head to look at the ward around him. For a moment, he was unable to snap out of his dream.
After a few seconds, he realized the current situation. He immediately pulled off the IV drip and tube in his hand and ran down from the bed. He opened the door and ran in the direction of the operating theater.
Jiang Jingming looked up and saw Huo Jingchen running out. He immediately frowned and said, "you're F * Cking lucky. You woke up in just a few minutes. "
"where's Qingqing... " Huo Jingchen's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were a little red when he looked in the direction of the operating theater.
"sit down quickly. " Jiang Jingming was worried about his injury, so he forcefully dragged him to a chair at the side.
However, at this moment, Huo Jingchen did not feel any pain on his body at all. He was only nervous about Zhao Siqing.
Fortunately, not long after, the lights in the operating room were finally turned off, and Zhao Siqing was pushed out.
A group of people went up to greet her. Huo Jingchen's gaze fell on the Pale woman, and he held her hand tightly.
It was warm.. And warm.
The corners of his eyes were sore, and he laughed softly.