C86 preoccupation

Jing Junling looked at Song Jiayin who turned her head and remained silent, her heart filled with contempt and disdain. Hmph, you are still far from being able to fight me.

Song Jiayin stared blankly at the dishes in her bowl. At that moment, she thought in a trance, she felt like a clown. This was the rightful owner, and she himself was a big idiot. Yet, she was here disturbing others? Inexplicably, she had the same feeling as if she was caught red-handed.

Jing Junling knew that she already had a grudge against this woman, so she was prepared to take another step forward, allowing this woman who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth to better understand her own status. Don't think about flying up the branch and becoming a phoenix, who had shamelessly clung onto me. With that in mind, Jing Junling smiled at Song Jiayin complacently. There were tens of thousands of emotions.

"Where was the injury? Body? Or where? " Jing Junling gasped in shock as she felt around Gong Yichen's body.

"Miss, this is the patient. Please take note, he still needs to eat." Song Jiayin said mechanically, her voice cold to the point that it lacked any emotion. Hearing that, Jing Junling released Gong Yichen's body, she held the chicken soup in her hand and used a spoon to scoop a spoonful of it to blow on the air, and just as she was planning to feed it to him, a slender hand covered in red nail polish reached out from in front of her and took her bowl. Song Jiayin was startled, and looked at Jing Junling. She didn't think that this woman would be so unreasonable as to snatch the soup in front of her. She just sat there unhappily, because she felt she had no reason or right to blame.

"Come, Yi Chen, let me blow on you. Hu ~ It's not hot anymore, I'll feed it to you to drink." Jing Junling brought the soup to Gong Yichen's mouth using a spoon. Gong Yichen looked at Song Jiayin and saw that her eyes had stiffened and her expression froze, as if she was a puppet with a broken string.

Yinyin was definitely unhappy. This damnable woman was really annoying. Thinking like this.

Gong Yichen suddenly reached out and knocked over the soup that Jing Junling handed over. He lifted his vicious eyes, which looked like an enraged tiger, and used his gaze to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

"Get the hell out of here." Gong Yichen spat out these words ruthlessly from between his teeth, "From today onwards, don't come looking for me, don't bother me in the future, scram."

Jing Junling looked at the overturned soup in disbelief. It was all due to that woman, if not for her, she wouldn't have been scolded like this by her … Fine, just you wait, I won't let you go.

Pa la, pa la … Jing Junling wiped away his tears and stomped his high heels as he left the ward, leaving behind a mess on the ground.

The air was filled with a slight sense of awkwardness.

Gong Yichen carefully poked the little girl who was in a daze, "Yinyin, don't be angry, I let her go."

When Song Jiayin stood up, she suddenly felt dizzy and her body swayed back and forth. She immediately used her hands to support herself on the table.

Song Jiayin felt that her heart was like a bird flying south, flapping her wings as she flew towards the endless abyss. The darkness instantly submerged everything around him, but Song Jiayin's brain stopped at some point, as if all of the thoughts in her mind were pulled into an endless black hole by an invisible hand. The surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that only his voice could be heard, a hollow echo.

"Gong Yichen, don't say anymore, I understand. I can understand as well." Song Jiayin lifted her black eyes and stared straight at him.

"That's good. I thought you'd be angry." Gong Yichen embraced Song Jiayin's skinny body. As expected, there was a connection between husband and wife. Needless to say, they understood each other's thoughts. Jing Junling that woman only knew how to stir up trouble all day, every day she thought she was in love, but she didn't know how to look at my face, it's really troublesome to the death, luckily my family's Yinyin understands me, it's really great! But who would have thought that Song Jiayin, who was in his embrace, had already turned grey.

"The soup has spilled all over. I'll go out and get another serving. I'll be back in a bit." Song Jiayin's voice was trembling slightly, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to resist the grievances in her heart, like Gong Yichen's. He then found an excuse to leave.

"Alright, be careful on your way. Do you want me to call the driver to take you there?" Gong Yichen asked in concern.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble. It's very close by. I'll be back soon." She did not dare to turn back because she knew that if she did, tears would gush out of her eyes.

As she walked out of the door, Song Jiayin hugged her knees and curled up into a ball. Looking at the people coming and going, she felt very confused, she didn't know what was wrong with her and only felt that her heart was empty. It was obviously summer, and the surrounding air instantly became cold.

She leaned against the wall, feeling the darkness around her.

Why was she like this? Song Jiayin, you and Gong Yichen are only husband and wife in name, you can't be serious. However … She felt that he really liked her, but everything that had happened just now, what kind of relationship did she have with Gong Yichen? Secret... It was as if everything he had done to her before didn't count.

Song Jiayin's mind was in a trance, and was on the verge of collapse. She suddenly stood up and heard a very old song coming from the sickroom next door. Hearing the prelude to the song, she suddenly stopped and stood there without moving.

Song Jiayin lifted her hand and touched her own chest. Why did the thing that was beating inside suddenly hurt so much? What should she do?

She used her hands to cover her ears tightly. It was as if she could not hear anything even if she was to cover it. She kneeled down on the stairs. The song was still singing, a sad and sad melody that reverberated endlessly in the air of disinfectant and death.

Flipping through yesterday, still warm

Muddlehead

In a trance, he had already been separated from the world …

"Unfortunately, I can't say anything about it, but I feel my heart clench."

After a long while, Song Jiayin weakly stood up and walked out of the hospital.

It's none of his business who he likes to be with. What does he want to do have to do with you, Song Jiayin, and what does it have to do with you, Song Jiayin, even though he has been heavily injured for your sake? What can it do, is his young master of the Tang Palace still lacking someone to take care of him? Let her go, stop thinking too much about yourself, Song Jiayin! You have to wake up.

But, Gong Yichen, if you don't like me, why are you so good to me? Song Jiayin thought dejectedly, as she shook the phone in her hand.

Sigh, the tilted tree at the entrance of the hospital looked really annoying, the sun was still shining and there were so many people around. As expected, Song Jiayin was in a bad mood looking at everything, she kept her mouth shut.