Luo Xiaoberry didn't know how she got to the hospital. When she came to her senses, she had already arrived at the door of the ward.
Li Mengshan leaned on the head of the bed as usual, weeping worriedly at Li Minhao. The only difference this time was that when she saw Luo Xiaoberry push the door in, she didn't react too violently, but just turned her head and glanced at her indifferently.
"Mengshan..." Luo Xiaoberry timidly called her name, and slowly approached her.
Li Mengshan didn't have any expression on her face, she just answered in a low voice, and walked out of the door of the ward.
Luo Xiaoberry sighed helplessly when she heard the door slam shut. Although Li Mengshan's attitude towards her was still not very good, at least it was much better than the previous few days.
At least, she didn't yell at herself hysterically anymore, nor did she tell herself to leave here immediately. He even took the initiative to leave space for her and Lee Min Ho.
She thought that as long as she worked hard for a while, Mengshan should be able to forgive herself. After all, they used to be such good friends.
Luo Xiaoberry took out the book in her bag and sat down beside Li Minhao's bed.
"Minho, do you still remember this book?" She shook "The Little Prince" in front of him, although she knew that his eyes were closed, but for some reason she always felt that he could see.
Li Minhao didn't respond. She continued, "This book was our favorite book when we hid in the purple bamboo forest. You really don't remember it? But it doesn't matter, you used to read it to me. , this time I will read it to you... Listen, listen, and you will remember."
After saying this, she slowly lowered her head and opened the first page.
"If you say you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, I start to feel happy at three o'clock, and the happier I get as the time gets closer. At four o'clock, I get restless and I find that worth the happiness, but if you come anytime, I don't know when I'll be ready to meet your mood... "
Yes, when she was a child, she always made an appointment with him to meet in the purple bamboo forest. Whenever the appointed time was approaching, she would start to fidget, and her heart would be filled with a strange excitement.
"A person can live innocently and simply, it must be protected by countless people around him at a greater price."
The reason why she lived so carefree before was that he and Ke Jingheng paid a greater price to protect her.
Luo Xiaoberry turned page by page, read word by word, and unknowingly read more than half of a book.
Every time she read a sentence, she carefully looked at the expression on his face, but to her disappointment, Li Minhao still didn't respond.
She sighed softly, lowered her head and continued reading until she reached her favorite part, about the sunset.
"One day, I saw forty-four sunsets!"
"You know, sad people love sunsets."
When reading this, Luo Xiaoberry looked up from the book to look at the distant sky, it was already evening.
A touch of the setting sun gradually sank on the horizon, leaving behind a sky full of red clouds. At this moment, a silver-white plane flew across the red glow.
Luo Xiaoberry's heart was once again occupied by deep sadness: Ke Jingheng, will this be the flight