When Chi Huan heard his voice, he reluctantly came to his senses, put down his bag smoothly, sat down on the chair, and then raised his eyes to look at the sick man's face.
He was still heart-stirringly handsome, but he had lost a lot of weight and looked increasingly grim.
Eyes facing each other.
The man's expression was so indifferent that no emotion could be seen. His eyebrows were deep and dark, like the deep sea at midnight. His eyebrows were bright and undulating, but there was an undercurrent underneath.
He looked at her quietly, as if he was sizing her up, as if he wanted to get to know her again.
Such a look made her panic inexplicably.
Her fingers on her knees slowly curled up, and she unconsciously called his name, "Mo Shiqian."
The man's thin lips tugged slightly, and he smiled slightly, "I don't have to come, so why did I come here on my own initiative?"
Chi Huan was startled and confused for two seconds. It took him a while to realize what he meant.
Her economic company has been acquired by Clod-mmer, and now the crew has stopped filming due to financial problems. If she is unwilling to come...if she doesn't come, there is nothing he can do to her.
"I..." she pursed her lips and replied, "I will come over now that I have time."
Mo Shiqian looked at her with lowered eyebrows and even a somewhat embarrassed look, and said calmly, "Sorr, I'm hurting you."
Listening to his deep and slow voice, Chi Huan's heart trembled and she felt a little numb.
She knew that he was now enveloped in unprecedented frustration.
In his past smooth life, he had never experienced such a dilemma... It could even be said that it was a defeat.
Lawrence was too strong, or in other words, the clod-mmer behind him who had been standing in Europe for hundreds of years was too strong.
She wanted to comfort him and tell him that it didn't matter. Losing a role was nothing to her. Except that she felt guilty that the filming that Jiang Song had prepared for so long was delayed. Compared with him, she really didn't care that much. .
But she can't.
She lowered her eyes, not daring to look into his eyes. She was afraid that she would be so soft-hearted at any time that she would not be able to hold on.
"You...what are your plans now?"
"Huanhuan."
He called her name, his voice was low and deep, without the vague anger and haze from a while ago, even his temper was gone. It was very gentle, as if he had turned back into the Mo Shiqian she first knew. .
The ward was quiet, and only the man's voice continued to sound, "You said before that you couldn't fight me, so you resigned yourself to leaving me without making a fuss. Now, if you don't want to, I can't do anything to you anymore. Even in a short period of time, I can no longer provide you with a good life like before, can you... can you wait for me? "
can you wait for me
The man didn't say clearly what he was waiting for, but Chi Huan naturally understood.
Chi Huan's long hair fell down, covering half of her face. She lowered her head and couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.
Mo Shiqian looked at her and continued in a low and steady voice, "I don't need you to suffer with me, and I don't need you to do anything for me. You just need to stay with me and be there... It won't always be like this. Um?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman who was sitting in the chair suddenly stood up.
His steps were even messy, and he hurried out of the ward without looking back.
Mo Shiqian's dark eyes watched motionlessly as her figure was blocked by the door and completely disappeared from sight.
He lowered his head and slowly raised his hand. It was long and well-jointed. The injury on it was not deep. It had healed after a month. However, the scar was still there, which looked a bit shocking.
He tugged at his thin lips unnecessarily, making a sparse and unemotional arc. He didn't know whether he was laughing at others or at himself. Outside the ward.
As soon as the door closed, Chi Huan's tears could no longer be controlled and rolled out of her eyes, instantly flooding her palm-sized face.
Her hand was still on the doorknob, holding it tightly, her slender fingers turning white, as if such force could release the emotions that had accumulated in her body and were about to overflow.
But in fact, she could only grit her teeth to prevent any crying from leaking out, not letting the passing nurses and patients hear it, let alone the men in the ward.
Although it shouldn't be heard inside.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Chi Huan's mood calmed down completely, she went to the bathroom again and washed her face with cold water, then carefully touched up her makeup. Her eye circles were no longer red, and she no longer looked like she was crying. After showing signs of passing, he returned to the ward.
As soon as the door opened, Mo Shiqian glanced subconsciously when he heard the movement, but was slightly startled for a few seconds when he saw her face clearly.
He didn't expect that she would come back again.
Chi Huan walked in, and the man's eyes stared at her for a moment.
He said hoarsely, "Did you change your mind when you came back?"
She was startled, pursed her lips, and said with a dry throat, "No."
no.
The slightly raised hopes were immediately extinguished. There was no obvious fluctuation on the man's face, and the low smile ended in a long tone, "Didn't it change...are you here to officially announce the breakup?"
Chi Huan stood not far from the hospital bed and looked at him.
The cold water that had just been poured onto my face in the bathroom seemed to still have a cool touch.
She almost numbed her nerves and forced herself to speak in a performing state, "Mo Shiqian, no matter what... your body is the most important thing. You take good care of your body first... and then worry about other things. As for me... "
She paused and adjusted her breathing for a few seconds before continuing in a calm voice, "I can't help you except cause trouble for you, so just think I'm sorry for you... Just forget about me."
Just forget about me.
She said this line when she was acting in a play, and she thought at that time, blood was really spilled on the floor.
Mo Shiqian kept looking at her and remained silent when she said this.
It wasn't until he turned around that the man's faint voice sounded behind her, "What don't you like about me?"
Chi Huan's fingers clenched at his side.
He asked again calmly, like a casual chat, "You have never given me an answer. Did you dislike me later, or did you say that the love you said from the beginning was fake?"
Chi Huan searched in his mind, trying to find Mo Shiqian's "shortcomings".
Although he may or must have shortcomings, this aspect has never been included in her cognitive reserves.
Because after she got together with him, her high sensitivity and liking have been continuously rising. Even if she had shortcomings at the beginning, they have faded away later.
"I don't know," she said. "If you ask me now whether I have ever loved Mo Xigu, I can't answer you."