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In fact, Tang Guo'er also wants to drink some soup. She hasn't got any rice from yesterday to now. Her stomach is heavy like a stone, which is very uncomfortable. If she drinks something, she can warm her stomach.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't say it from her mouth. She heard the voice of Zuo Yichen, "what to drink?"

"She doesn't have a place to drink soup. Do you want to talk more?

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special assistance: "

Tang Guo'er: "what's more..."

Special help took a look at tangguo'er, and silently looked at his boss's face as black as the bottom of the pot, speechless to the extreme.

No, what did I do wrong? I want to be treated like this for no reason?

My eldest young master, did you take gun medicine today? If I don't say a word about this kind of thing, you should blame me for not coming here. It's hard for me to suddenly change today.

The same afflictive still has Tang Guo Er, "Zuo Yichen, you even don't let me drink soup now?"

Zuo Yichen threw her three cold words, "go home and drink."

He urged her, urged her to go home, urged her to leave him, urged her to make a complete break with him, and refused to give her a sip of soup.

He is always like this. Once he has decided something, he will be more determined than anyone else. Tang Guo Er pursed his lips and his voice was dry and dumb, "I know."

"I'll go home."

Isn't it? Young master is driving Miss Tang away? When he wasn't, what was the big deal?

When I went abroad to look for Miss Tang Ming Ming, I was still very happy. But when I came back, it changed a lot. I helped the silly eye, "young master, this..."

"Shut up, don't talk, no one will treat you as dumb!" Zuo Yichen gouged out a special help, the tone of ferocity, almost scared tangguoer.

Special help shut his mouth, no longer dare to speak, just quietly pull out the small table board, obediently put the food in the incubator.

The thick smell of food floats in the air. Zuo Yichen takes the spoon from the special assistant. Tang Guoer rubs his nose and says, "Zuo Yichen..."

"Well?"

"You have a good soup and a good recovery. Then I'll leave..."

Zuo Yichen buries his head to drink the soup slightly, and soon recovers as usual, without any emotion. He replies perfunctorily, "um..."

Even if he knew that he was only looking at the soup and could not see it, tangguoer waved to him, "Er Gouzi, goodbye."

This time, Zuo Yichen just drink soup, nothing back, the room is quiet, only the spoon occasionally hit the bowl crisp sound.

Tang Guo'er looked at him, maybe for a second or a few minutes. Later, she did not know how she turned around with her heart. Her feet were filled with lead, and every step was as heavy and hard as before.

The moment the door handle was twisted, there was an urgent and loud voice from behind, "tangguo'er!"

Tang Guo'er subconsciously wants to turn back, at the same time, "don't look back!"

Tangguoer was stiff.

"Go ahead, keep going."

"Don't look back, don't look at me."

Tang Guoer couldn't help it.

Thirty years, nearly thirty years time, she really want to leave left Yichen, lost left Yichen?

"Go

"Go now!"

Behind him, a roar, Tang Guo'er only felt that his breath was stagnant, and even his heart beat stopped. His eyes were filled with tears.

The moment she opened the door, she couldn't hold on any longer, and her tears fell down one after another.

"Bang!"

The door of the ward closed, left Yichen laughed, with unspeakable desolation.

Yes, that's it. Don't look back. Don't let him regret it.

And then, by any means, to get her back.