When Song Wuyou came to the hospital, Huang Ling sat on the hospital bed sullenly.
The hospital bed was raised by Mauberson, and it was more comfortable for her to sit like this.
Maubertin sat in front of the bed, holding a book, and recited to her the romantic and poignant love stories in the book.
Huang Ling was not bandaged like a mummy like before, but she was still dressed thickly, and the wound was still covered with large pieces of white gauze.
The gauze on his face was removed, and the wounds on his face and forehead that were scratched by glass shards had scabbed over, and it looked as if they would leave scars.
Without the layer of gauze covering her expression, Maubertin could clearly see her sullen expression.
Maupassen thought that listening to the poignant love stories he read made her sink into sadness.
So... he read even more vigorously.
It wasn't until Song Wuyou came in that Huang Ling came back to her senses, her eyes lit up: "Wuyou, you're here!"
Mobosen raised his eyebrows and looked at Huang Ling. Why did he have the illusion that he was not as good as Song Wuyou in Huang Ling's heart
Maupassen stopped reading the story and sat there in silence, watching them.
Song Wuyou came in with the breakfast Sister Song made for Huang Ling and Mobosen, and she handed the breakfast to Mobosen: "Your breakfast, you eat first."
Maubertin took it over, "Thank you."
Mauperson got up, walked into the dining room, and brought out breakfast.
Huang Ling looked at Song Wuyou quietly.
Song Wuyou sat down and looked at Huang Ling's face with a smile: "I left a scar, I don't know if it will disappear in the future."
Now Huang Ling doesn't care about the scars on her face.
Mu Gu sent a divorce certificate, and she is now free.
Maubertin didn't dislike her, and she didn't care about the injury on her face for a while.
She looked at Song Wuyou quietly: "I have read all the news on the Internet, and I have also read the reports on TV."
Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling with a smile. She knew that Huang Ling would continue talking, so she didn't interrupt and listened quietly.
"Worriless, those photos from the past, those bad things from the past, have been dug out and capitalized." Huang Ling looked at Song Wuyou with shame: "It's me, I made you like this."
"Silly girl, what are you blaming yourself for?" Song Wuyou smiled, and then looked at Huang Ling seriously: "Huang Ling, don't think about your past life anymore, huh? You are no longer the Song Wuyou of your previous life, you Now it is Huang Ling. Now, what Song Wuyou has become and how much public opinion she has received from the society are Song Wuyou's business. Let her bear it. Don't blame yourself or feel guilty. If you do this, I will only feel worse. happy."
"Those photos, the bad things in the past, Song Wuyou's arrogance and self-willedness, all of them are me. But if you want to bear these, how can I not feel guilty? If I wasn't so arrogant and self-willed in the beginning, and did so many stupid things It'll be fine." Huang Ling curled her lips.
"Aren't you doing well now? Huang Ling is very cute, and she has a man she likes and likes herself."
"What will you do in the future?" Huang Ling asked worriedly.
"I will live well, manage the Song family, earn some money, and when Ah Hao comes back, I can have some funds for him to make a comeback."
"But when will Haozi come back?"
A look of loss and sadness flashed across Song Wuyou's eyes, when will she come back... how would she know
Immediately, she looked at Huang Ling resolutely: "I don't know when he will come back, but I believe he will definitely come back!"
"It's been so long, where is he?" Huang Ling worried.