NovelLive Chapter 1116 I thought...you were gone
Chapter 1116 I thought...you were gone
Song Linyue's eyes were slightly red, she thought he had already left, and was anxious to go out to find him.
"I thought...you've already left." She pursed her lips, a little aggrieved, and her voice trembled uncontrollably.
Han Chuan didn't answer in a hurry. He paused and opened the packed breakfast, turned to look at her, waved to her again, and said softly, "Would you like to come over for dinner, huh?"
Song Linyue nodded, walked over and sat down, obediently took a sip of the millet porridge he packed.
Han Chuan frowned, seeing blood oozing from the back of her raised hand, he got up and walked out.
Song Linyue was stunned, the food in front of her was a little hard to swallow, she stared at the table of food in front of her, her eyes were a little empty.
She was a little uncertain, wondering if he was still angry with her?
Just when Song Linyue was hesitating whether to chase her out, he opened the door and walked in. Song Linyue stood beside her, took her fair arm, took out a band-aid from her pocket and bent over to bandage her.
Song Linyue was a little sad. The man in front of her hadn't treated her so tenderly for a long time. During the time apart, she felt his tenderness and thoughtfulness countless times in her dreams, but at this moment, she felt a little uncomfortable. realism.
A drop of warm teardrop hit his strong arm, splashing a splash, he froze for a moment, raised his eyes to look at her red and swollen eyelids, there seemed to be whirlpools in the dark eyes, which could deeply draw her Draw in.
He reached out to wipe the teardrops under her eyelids, as if his heart was caught by a big palm, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He paused and said softly, "Don't cry, does it hurt?"
Song Linyue shook her head, bit her lower lip and threw herself into Han Chuan's arms, her voice intermittent: "Han Chuan, I miss you so much, I thought... thought you really... don't want me anymore, I'm so... scared."
Han Chuan gently rubbed Song Linyue's hair. He was thinking about her and he was going crazy. He raised his arms around the woman in his arms, greedily sucking the sweet scent that belonged to her exclusively.
However, he was not accepted by her family.
After a long time, he gently pushed away the soft body in his arms, his chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton, making it suffocating.
He took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Yueyue, don't you understand, we can't be together, we are not suitable."
Song Linyue raised her head, her red eyes stared at him motionless, she asked in a low voice: "I don't understand, why?"
He looked at the cute little girl in front of him, his heart seemed to be pinched with a needle, and the pain was unbearable.
"Yueyue, I'm sorry..."
Song Linyue's tears were like broken beads, "Han Chuan, you can't treat me like this, do you know how I live these days?"
Did not hear the answer, Song Linyue continued to ask, and the shrill voice spread in the ward: "I stare at the phone every day waiting for your message, and I finally fell asleep. I was also your shadow in the dream. You say sorry to me, you Why did you choose to be with me in the first place?"
Han Chuan got up and wanted to go out, but Song Linyue blocked him at the door of the ward first: "If you don't speak clearly, don't even think about going out today."
Han Chuan scratched his hair, a little helpless: "What do you want to ask?"
Song Linyue stared into his eyes: "Han Chuan, have you ever loved me?"
Han Chuan nodded, his voice hoarse: "I loved it."
"Then do you still love now?"