The whole world was shaking, and everything familiar around me seemed far away.
It was so familiar that it was no longer familiar, and he fell softly, unable to lift up any strength.
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Shen Luoan closed the door with his backhand, but did not walk away.
Leaning against the door panel, I felt panicked for no reason.
A voice in his heart strongly reminded him: she was about to wake up.
I have felt this way before.
But it has never been as strong as it is now.
My heart is beating vigorously.
Quickly, with panic and guilt.
Shen Luoan hesitated for a while and then opened the door again.
However, I suddenly heard heavy breathing coming from the cloakroom.
With a trembling heart, he strode forward.
Shen Manting fell to the ground, her eyes half closed, looking over with some difficulty.
There are all kinds of emotions in those eyes.
Each one carries heavy and fatal destructiveness to Shen Luoan.
Subconsciously holding his breath, Shen Luoan felt something pulling away quickly.
Shen Manting looked at him and seemed to pull her lips.
At the same time, a drop of water lay down from the corner of her eye.
The next moment, Shen Manting hung down weakly and closed her eyes.
"Man Ting!" Shen Luoan felt terribly empty and picked her up.
Shen Manting's face was pale at this moment, unable to rely on him, and she had lost consciousness.
Shen Luoan looked at her, his heart shaking.
Panic, confusion.
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The smell of disinfectant is very unpleasant.
Shen Manting opened her eyes, feeling bursts of pain in her lower abdomen.
He stared at the white ceiling above his head in a daze for a long time before looking back.
Sitting up, the surroundings were quiet.
There were no lights on in the ward and the windows were open.
The wind was a bit strong, and the curtains were rolled up and fluttered high.
At the same time, there is also a faint smell of tobacco.
Shen Manting looked sideways and saw a figure standing by the window, leaning on the window rail with her elbows, and the cigarette between her fingers was clearly extinguished.
It's him.
Shen Manting laughed silently, raised her hand, and touched the top of the fifth rib on her left side.
Here, my heart is beating.
This is what it feels like to be alive.
She is still alive.
Still alive…
Shen Luoan put out his cigarette, turned around and looked at her.
At this moment, Shen Manting's eyes were clear and her consciousness was clear.
A pair of eyes looked at him indifferently and calmly, and the corners of the pale lips raised a trace, which seemed to be sarcastic, but also seemed to be a tone of greeting between long-lost old friends, and said: "Shen Luoan."
Shen Luoan's throat was choked, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation surged up from the bottom of his heart.
He straightened his whole body and stepped forward.
Shen Manting looked at him, feeling very calm.
He watched helplessly as Shen Luoan walked forward and smiled at himself.
His smile held a tenderness she had never seen before.
It's like, facing another person.
Or, facing another Shen Manting.
"Are you awake?" Shen Luoan's voice was soft, and he reached out and tried to touch her forehead.
Shen Manting's eyes narrowed slightly, and she raised her palm to slap him away.
Shen Luoan paused slightly, then calmly retracted.
The smile on his face did not change. He walked towards the bedside table and said, "Mom just made the soup. It has been simmering for a long time. I will drink it and be discharged soon. My son is waiting for his parents to come home."
Shen Manting looked at him expressionlessly.
Seeing the gentle and almost flattering smile on his face, I felt extremely sarcastic in my heart.
Pulling the corners of her lips coldly, Shen Manting said slowly: "Is it interesting?"
Shen Luoan let go of his hand and the thermos flask fell to the ground with a dull sound.
(End of chapter)