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Shen Dongyi nodded with a smile: "In this case, we can leave, right?"

"Now?" Shen Qianqing opened his mouth wide in surprise, "You mean we're leaving this city right now."

"Why not?" Shen Dongyi smiled and started the car: "Life is short, there is not so much time for us to hesitate, didn't you think too much when you escaped from the hospital?"

Shen Qianqing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, her eyes were shining brightly.

Grandma, you will forgive me for leaving He Yifan, right?

Grandma, I will live a good life.

Shen Qianqing was like a gust of wind blowing through He Yifan's life, and then suddenly disappeared.It seemed that there was still the gentle breath left by her in the room, and there were still a few tangled black hairs on the comb, but this person would never come back again.

He Yifan stood in front of the window frowning, with his hands tightly clenched, when the **** arrived at the hospital, he saw her tidying up the bed, she left without even leaving him a word.

At that moment, He Yifan realized clearly that he really lost her, Shen Qianqing.

"Brother, can I come in?" He Yiping stood at the door of the room, looking at the tall but lonely back, and asked softly.

He Yifan turned around and nodded, "Come in."

"Brother, you are not too sad." He Yiping opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words of comfort, but looking at He Yifan's stern face, he couldn't say anything else.

He Yifan didn't speak, his face was gloomy as if it could rain at any moment, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"I was in the hospital that day, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it." He Yiping lowered his head and whispered, "I misunderstood you."

After figuring out what happened that night, He Yiping has been very guilty, and has been thinking of finding an opportunity to apologize to He Yiping.

"You should hit me." He Yifan said flatly, his voice was the same as usual, but He Yiping felt inexplicably sad.

"Brother, I really know I was wrong..."

He Yifan put his hand on the restless He Yiping's hand, pushed it away with a little force, walked to the window and watched the sunset, as if he wanted to stand himself like a sculpture: "Shen Qianqing really left. "

He Yiping was startled, He Yifan has been cold and decisive in his actions since he was a child, but today's words are filled with infinite sadness, and even...remorse...

This kind of He Yifan is not familiar to He Yiping, but in his heart he faintly feels that he should be like this, which makes He Yiping feel heartbroken for a while, but there is nothing he can do about it.

"Did she say anything?" He Yifan asked indifferently, the sky was getting dark, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the dim light made it impossible to discern the emotion in his eyes.

He Yiping hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Brother, Shen Qianqing has already left, so don't be too sad."

"What did she say?" He Yifan stubbornly repeated his question as if he hadn't heard He Yiping's words, his voice was still cold and majestic as before: "Say."

He Yiping frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Qianqing said that when she was lying on the cold operating table, she thought that she would be very lonely if she died like that."

He Yifan's body trembled, and a sudden pain hit his heart, as if a big hand was holding his heart and kneading it, or like a blunt knife was cutting his heart back and forth, back and forth, not seeing The blood is indescribably painful.