She paused, then said, "As long as he's alright, that's good."
"I'm so happy you could come see me."
The moment Qiao Zhengchong got into a car accident, he crawled out from under the car, called 120, and then dialed Dong Shan's number. He, who had just snatched back his life from the brink of death, said a lot in less than a minute.
He said he didn't want a divorce.
He wanted to live a good life with her.
In his plans for the future, she was always there.
The life he envisioned was tied to her, he couldn't do without her.
Dong Shan didn't know how badly Qiao Zhengchong was injured, listening to his incoherent outpouring, and after much hesitation, she still went to the hospital.
Since their last parting, the two hadn't seen each other for many months.
Upon seeing him again, Dong Shan noticed his weathered face and realized that many emotions had been worn away by time.
When in love, one can love deeply, but once love is gone, even hatred can't be mustered.
