Ning Qing was not sure.
She looked at the cabinet and did not see her phone.
Disappointment filled her chest. She gently exhaled and closed her eyes tiredly.
At the end of the corridor, it was as quiet as ever.
Yan Sichen looked at mother ning's back as she left in a hurry to find the doctor. He turned around with an indecipherable expression on his face.
"You heard it. She said that Yingluo remembered."
In a corner that couldn't be seen from a normal perspective, the man's arms were propped on the glass fence, and he had a cigarette in one hand.
In the midst of the smoke, his black eyes were quiet and dim.
“……”
Yan Sichen clenched his fists tightly, unable to maintain his indifference.
you told me not to guide her, but today's car accident reminded her of that time. This means that no matter how long it takes, she will remember everything.
What should he do?
How was he going to face her when that happened?
