Lin Shu's mouth curled up, and he felt extremely peaceful in his heart.
at night.
Two people were lying on the bed.
They can't hug.
Han Yan couldn't hear what she said either.
But their minds are connected as never before.
Han Yan would pause after each sentence, as if waiting for her answer.
"Shu'er, I'm sorry. I have to leave you before I can find a way to make you recover."
"Don't say sorry, it's not your fault."
"You'll definitely say no, but," Han Yan's voice was filled with guilt, "I'm not a qualified husband."
"No, you are a man of integrity."
Han Yan sighed: "You must be praising me so that I don't have to feel guilty."
Lin Shu smiled slightly.
"I've asked Dad to take care of the West Village. I'd rather you blame me than have you stay in bed all the time."
Lin Shu was stunned and stared at the outline of his face sideways.
How could she blame him? He was doing it for her.
"I know you've forgiven me again." Han Yan's voice was filled with powerlessness. "If I had known...if I had known..."
What did I know earlier... Lin Shu instantly understood what he meant.
She wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
If you had known the situation would be like this, would you not have provoked her?
Han Yan put his hands over his eyes and chuckled twice: "What should I do? If I had known this would happen, I would still provoke you."
Lin Shu snorted. Fortunately, she didn't say anything wrong, otherwise she wouldn't forgive him this time.
There was silence for a moment.
"If," Han Yan maintained the same posture and said hoarsely, "If... just forget me."
With a bang, Lin Shu's heart felt like it was broken, and his body slowly curled up into a ball in pain.
Why didn't she feel any pain in other parts of her body?
But her heart still hurts.
Forget, how could she forget.
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