Chapter 55

Shen Zhao was suddenly stunned, and his eyes glanced at Song Ling.

Song Ling stared at her, then put down her hand and said lightly, "Go, I'll wait for you to come back."

Raisel was still waiting at the door, Shen Zhao raised his eyes to look there, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door.

Song Ling didn't look at the door, her long eyelashes were lightly drooping, making it impossible to see what was going on in those eyes.

She was still very flustered, and when she saw Raisel again, she was still flustered...

Shen Zhao and Rui Sier left the ward, they looked at each other, didn't speak, and then took the elevator downstairs.

There were people in the elevator. They stood side by side at the outermost side. The elevator stopped and stopped. Shen Zhao never felt that the time was so long.

She hadn't seen Rachel for a long time.

It's different every time we meet. People who used to be close to each other are now even colder than strangers.

The elevator door opened, and people got out of the elevator one after another.

The weather on the first day of the new year is very good, the sun is very strong, and the light does not feel cold on the body, but only feels warm.

Rui Sier walked out of the hospital, Shen Zhao followed behind her, went out of the entrance hall of the inpatient department, walked down the stairs in front of the door, Rui Si Er suddenly stopped and stood beside the flower bed, "Zhao Zhao..."

Shen Zhao was stunned, stopped, and looked up at her back.

After a while, Raisel turned around and stared at the person in front of him. This used to be the dazzling light in her life, giving her all the warmth and love in her hardest and most difficult days.

She loves her.

Even now, she still can't let go of her, she doesn't know what the hell she is, it's already over, but on the first day of the new year, she came here again looking for an excuse, in fact, there is no purpose, she just wanted to Look at her again.

She was reluctant to give up, but had no choice but to give up.

Resisting the soreness in his throat, Raisel turned his eyes away and looked at the flowers not far away, which shone brightly under the rays of the sun.

"I'm leaving, let's go back, it's cold outside." Rui Sier said softly, and his eyes fell back to her face again.

Without too much entanglement, she didn't want to disturb her again, maybe this was the last time she saw her, and from then on, she no longer had any extravagant hopes.

Shen Zhao condensed her back, that was the lonely Sier.

She has been with her for more than a year, and with a look at each other, you can know what the other is thinking. The more she hates herself at the moment, the more she feels sorry for Sier at the moment.

"Si'er—" Shen Zhao suddenly stopped her.

Rui Sier stopped and didn't look back at her, she had a bitter smile on her mouth, and said lightly: "Zhaozhao, live well, we said, we have to give each other the last respect when we break up, I don't want to do it again. What, just wanted to see if you're doing well."

Shen Zhao's heart was twisted like a knife at the moment, they parted when their relationship was at their deepest, so that they didn't say goodbye properly and completely.

"I'm sorry... Sier, I'm really sorry..." She didn't know what she was going to say at the moment, no matter what the process was, the ending was already like this. Everyone is at fault, only Sier is not at fault.

In this accident, everyone has the opportunity to choose, only Sier does not.

Her ending has long been defined by others in advance.

Raisel smiled bitterly, and finally couldn't help turning her head back. Seeing the rosy eyes of the person behind her, she hesitated with her fingers. Finally, she walked over and raised her hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks. She was as gentle as before, but with estrangement and ambivalence. Alienated, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Why cry, never say sorry to me, I have never blamed you, I just want you to be well, don't care about me, I can do anything. Love one People just want that person to be happy, don't they? Zhaozhao, my love is not possession, but letting go."

Every time she said a word, Shen Zhao's tears flowed down uncontrollably, and Sier wiped them for her, but the tears seemed to be inexhaustible and could not be wiped away.

Raisel watched her cry sadly, her heart was already overflowing, if it was before, she would definitely lower her head to kiss her and comfort her, but now she can't.

I can't anymore...

Shen Zhao looked at her through the mist of tears, she didn't know what else to say other than apologizing.

She looked at this man who used to be as gentle as an angel, with no stars in her eyes, and she became devastated.

And all of this was caused by her.

Shen Zhao felt that even breathing was painful at the moment, and finally she couldn't hold it anymore, she put up her feet, put her arms around her and hugged her, crying breathlessly, wailing: "Sier, don't treat me So good, you hate me! You can blame me for hating me, you can do anything, just don't treat me well!"

Raisel raised her hand to pat her back, but stopped in mid-air after a moment of hesitation, she clenched her fingers, and then fell.

This person no longer belongs to her from now on, hugs, kisses, comforts... none of them belong to her.

Raisel stretched her shoulders and pulled people away. She looked down at her and said with a smile, "Forget me and live your own life."

Without comforting her, Raisel let go of her, turned and left. Shen Zhao looked at the back that was walking away, and finally understood that this time he really left.

She lost someone who truly loved her.

Raisel walked away, and then the eyes began to slowly moisten, and finally the tears fell into the dust drop by drop. The warm rays of light shone from the sky far away and enveloped her, but the warmth could not reach her heart, she felt thoroughly cold from head to toe.

From now on, the person who redeemed her will never be there, and her life will return to that gloomy world. No one will come and no one will leave. She will be like a puppet and let others arrange, day by day. Repeated this life without any vitality, until death.

Shen Zhao stood under the sun for a long time, the warmth shrouded her head, she was in a trance for a while, and then she gradually recovered after the tears were dried, she covered her face with her hands, took a deep breath, and again. He vomited out for a long time and turned back to the upstairs ward.

When the elevator went up, the person just came out when he bumped into Song Ling who was standing by the corridor.

Song Ling leaned back there, with a lazy posture, tilted her head and swept over, and when she saw her coming out, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, she raised her feet and walked over.

"Have you cried?" Song Ling asked, looking at her reddish eyes.

Shen Zhao was in a low mood at the moment, she didn't want to talk to Song Ling, she raised her foot and was about to walk towards the ward.

Song Ling stretched out his hand and pulled her, grabbed her wrist tightly, and pulled her to his side. She stared at her profile, feeling suddenly unhappy, and without thinking, she blurted out: "What? Love, don't you recognize the newcomer?"

Shen Zhao turned his head to look at her, she was always in that lofty attitude, and felt that everything was for granted and led by her.

She didn't want to quarrel with her about Sier again, because the ending was already doomed and everything was meaningless.

"Song Ling, I don't want to tell you about this anymore."

She didn't want to mention it, but in Song Ling's eyes it was an escape. She held her back and didn't let her go, stared at her profile, suddenly approached her, and asked softly, "Did she hug you?" He lifted it and rubbed lightly on her lips, "Did you kiss you? Are you shaken?"

When Shen Zhao heard her words, she clenched her teeth tightly. These words were all insults to her.

Unable to contain her anger anymore, she shook off her hand, tilted her head to avoid her touch, with anger in her eyes, and asked her, "Song Ling, what do you mean? Do you doubt me?"

Song Ling stared into her eyes, her thin lips pursed tightly, and she said nothing.

Doubt, she is suspicious, after all, this is not the first time, she really can't predict what she can do.

What is it to say that she loves her, that is what she says when she is emotional, it is the most instinctive reaction of people driven by desire and desire, how many factors are mixed in it, she will not know.

As it is now, if she really let go, she wouldn't panic like that in the ward just now.

She didn't want to waste nearly half a year of her time and energy, and she didn't want to become a fool and let Shen Zhao play with her.

Song Ling's silence made Shen Zhao feel a chill in her heart. She was already tired and didn't want to think about these quarrels with her anymore. It was meaningless, meaningless at all!

Shen Zhao smiled lightly, there was helplessness in that smile, she looked at Song Ling again, and said helplessly: "Song Ling, we didn't do anything, she said goodbye to me and told me to forget her, this is our last goodbye, Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Without waiting for Song Ling's answer, Shen Zhao turned and left. Song Ling stood there blankly, in a trance, she could hear the sarcasm in her words.

Meng Yunan, who was not far away, came out of the office and happened to see the quarrel between the two. After waiting for Shen Zhao to leave, she walked over, put her hands in the pockets of her white coat, looked at her face, and asked tentatively, "We quarreled again. already?"

Song Ling pursed his lips and said nothing.

Meng Yunan was in a good mood, with a smile on her face all the time. She turned her arm against her and persuaded: "On the first day of the New Year's Day, it will be unpleasant and unlucky."

After so many days, Meng Yunan could see that both of them had donkey temperament. She knew that Song Ling had a cold temper and bad temper, but Shen Zhao was also a stubborn and stubborn girl. .

Song Ling knew that the words she just said hurt Shen Zhao's heart, but the words had already been said, and it was too late to say anything now.

She looked at Meng Yunan, caught a glimpse of her blushing face, knew that her wedding was coming soon, and asked in a low voice, "I'm not getting married soon, why are you still working in the hospital?"

Meng Yunan: "Yeah, it's not for a few more days of honeymoon leave, so I have to work a few extra days before the leave."

Song Ling raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is grandma coming?"

Meng Yunan: "She thought it was troublesome and didn't want to come, so she called me money."

Song Ling nodded, knowing that her grandmother was also a strange person. She was old and traveled all over the world. Her long-awaited motto was: Don't be burdened by the world, live in the moment and enjoy the moment.

People live a lifetime, and some things are only understood later, and some people may not have such insights in their very poor life.

Living for yourself is the hardest thing in the world.

Meng Yunan: "I asked Zhaozhao to come to my wedding with Ah Huan. You will dress nicely then, do you know?"

Song Ling glanced at her when the pot could not be opened, remembered what happened just now, and suddenly felt agitated, she coped with it and said, "Got it."

Meng Yunan was heartbroken for the two of them, took a deep breath and sighed, and turned to leave.

Song Ling suddenly stopped her: "Little aunt—"

Meng Yunan turned around and looked slightly stunned. In her impression, Song Ling called her this way when she was a child, and she never called her like that after that. She was very dissatisfied with Meng Yunan's call.

"What?" she asked.

Song Ling's long eyes narrowed slightly, and she said lightly, "Have a good relationship for a hundred years."

Meng Yunan curled her lips into a smile: "Thank you, wait for me to bless you someday."

Song Ling suddenly smiled, his eyes drooping slightly, and he didn't speak again.