Hearing these words, Ke Jingheng smiled wryly, and felt a dull pain in his heart: "She told you all these?"
All along, he has put himself in a very humble and humble position, and he just wants to sneak a look at her once in a while, and that's enough. But I didn't expect that even this would not work—it turned out that he was a sad existence for her.
Li Minhao gritted his teeth and nodded lightly: "Yes... Tonight, she cried in front of me, but I can't do anything. Do you want her to continue suffering like this? Guilt does not mean liking... I think you understand that."
When he said this, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and bitterness surged in his heart. In fact, this sentence should be what he said to himself.
"I see... let's go!" Ke Jingheng's fingertips were icy cold, and more and more blood flowed down the infusion tube back into the bottle, bubbling non-stop, but he didn't notice the pain at all .
Because at this moment, his heart hurts even more. Could it be... Does he really have to leave
Li Minhao stood up slowly and walked towards the gate.
Before the door closed, he turned his head and took a deep look at Ke Jingheng: "Let go!"
Ke Jingheng was like a sculpture, sitting motionless on the hospital bed, with crystal light flickering in his beautiful eyes.
If his existence really made her feel painful, then he...willing to disappear in her world forever.
Li Minhao walked quickly, and the night wind blew his bangs, revealing his pair of deep eyes. He knew that he was despicable, and even looked down on himself.
But he really, can't lose her...
At this moment, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly in the darkness, making his heart skip a beat.
Luo Yujun's cold voice came from the night: "Why...you don't want to let go?"
Li Minho turned his head, looked at his gloomy phoenix eyes under the moonlight, and was speechless for a long time. In order to hide his panic, he lowered his eyes and said, "It's you, why are you still here?"
Luo Yujun still looked at him without blinking, repeating the same sentence just now: "You let others let go, why don't you let go?"
Li Minhao withdrew his hand abruptly, took a deep breath and said, "Because... from childhood to adulthood, the person Xiaoberry likes is always me!"
The corner of Luo Yujun's mouth curved into a slightly mocking arc: "Do you really think so? No, stop deceiving yourself..."
A look of embarrassment flashed in Li Minhao's eyes, and he quickly tried to calm down and said, "Little Berry is my girlfriend, I know exactly what she is thinking."
Luo Yujun slowly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice: "Xiao Berry...is my own sister, we are twins who have been together since the beginning—what is she thinking, I Knows better than you."
Li Minhao's face suddenly became paler than the moonlight that night, he bit his lower lip, and did not speak for a long, long time.
"Let go!" Luo Yujun's voice sounded as if it came from a distant time and space, "I am very grateful for everything you have done for Xiaoberry, and I am also very grateful for your devotion to her. It's just... I really like someone Man, isn't all the sacrifices done willingly? Do you have to let her pay for your sacrifices?"