Chapter 939

Then she inevitably thought of Fu Tingyuan, who would always live in London.

She was so cool that she didn't dare to think about it any more.

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the news of Fu Tingyuan's hospitalization was three months after the funeral of luonanchu.

Huarong received the text message, and immediately ordered a ticket to London, and flew over all night.

When she received this kind of news, she didn't think there was any accident. Maybe she had already made psychological preparations.

How could Fu Tingyuan be well after Luonan's early death?

Huarong tired feel Fu Tingyuan's ward, Fu Tingyuan has come out of the operating room.

See her in a hurry to come in, sitting at the head of the bed looking out of the window of the man turned his head to look at her.

He looked a little thin and pale, and he didn't seem to be much of a problem.

Neurasthenia caused by insomnia and overwork, irregular diet caused by stomach bleeding, so that he needs to lie in bed for a week.

Huarong stood at the door and looked at him for a while, hesitated for a moment, and then went in to say something.

It may be that there is a gap between them, because they don't want to touch that person, so they don't want to see each other again.

This may be a subconscious law of human escapism.

"I dreamt about her last night."

Fu Tingyuan suddenly said.

Huarong's intestines and stomach were constricted by his words. She hesitated for a long time before she reluctantly came in with a smile and asked, "what did she say to you in my dream?"

In fact, the dream is just a familiar scene.

He has thought about the scene many times in these days.

The Yellow corridor of Westminster Abbey, the setting sun as red gauze spread throughout the sky. Luo Nanchu, who had been walking in front of him, stopped and turned to look at him.

In the dream, he recalled the scene countless times, and he knew it was a living nightmare.

She came into his dream for the first time, and then gave him this poisonous dream.

He looked at himself and walked forward, slightly lowered his head, and whispered to Ronan, "I don't want to see you anymore."

The setting sun fell on the bottom of Ronan's eyes. He saw a moment of heartbreak from his transparent eyes.

……

Then he woke up in that bed in the middle of the night, lying in bed with heartache.

For the first time, he realized that heartache can really hurt the dead. He could never forget the eyes of Ronan Chu at that moment in his life.

"If..." He spoke in a flat voice.

Huarong interrupted him: "it has nothing to do with you. To say the truth, I didn't take good care of her

"If I didn't say that one day." He still said that, "she won't have an accident."

"Court yuan," Huarong couldn't stand it, "it has nothing to do with you. It was just an accident! As we all know, it was just an accident. If there was no accident, she would have gone back to Tongcheng! What does it have to do with you? Don't think about it. "

Fu Tingyuan was silent for a moment, then turned to look out of the window.

He saw the fragile face in a moment.

Her fingers trembled, and for a while she didn't know how to comfort her.

Maybe like her, she also felt that if she went out with ronanchu that day, he might not have an accident.

No one wants it.

No one thought that she would have an accident that day.

It was just an accident.