Chapter 187

Zhou Xingchen picked up his things and looked at Liang Jia's ID card again. His fingers caressed the dimpled face and lowered his head to smile.

It's late winter. The plum blossoms are blooming outside the window. His eyes look through the glass at the bright pink petals. His eyes suddenly become deep, and he doesn't know what to think.

He gently put his ID card in the suit pocket close to his heart and picked up the full backpack. Zhou Xingchen's face began to become expressionless.

Liang Ruian sighed, looked at the bag that Zhou Xingchen held tightly in his hand and refused to put it down, and then stared at the white bandage tied to Zhou Xingchen's feet and said in a low voice, "let's go."

In the dark corridor, Zhou Xingchen walked slowly. He suddenly didn't want to leave the hospital. He didn't know why. He always felt that Liang Jia would suddenly come out and say, Xing Chen, you have forgotten me. Don't leave me here.

The cold wind in winter is poured into my mouth as soon as the door is opened, and the sunlight is sprinkled in the yard. Across the road is the bottomless coast, which reflects the blue light on the sea. The waves are beating on the shore peacefully.

Everything has never been quiet.

It seems that the sound of footsteps came from behind. Zhou Xingchen seemed to feel something. He turned his face slightly and looked at the dark corridor of the hospital.

After recuperation, Liang Jia's body is almost good. Originally, it was just dizziness caused by improper rest. Now after such a long rest, it's basically no big problem.

She turned her head and looked at the sky outside the ward. There was no cloud in the blue sky, but it was clear and clean blue. She could even see the scratches of the plane flying by. It was in the deep winter. There were big plum blossoms in the yard, and those little plum blossoms were more and more vigorous in the cold wind.

It's been a long time since the wind blew. Liang Jia looks at the plum blossom outside the window, and unconsciously follows it out of bed, trying to touch the fresh petals.

As soon as she opened the door, the wind blew across Liang Jia's face. She looked up at the only plum blossom in the yard, and her eyes flickered with a palpitation.

But I suddenly think of a figure in my head.

I don't know how he is now, and I don't know if I have found him. Now she seems to have completely cut off the relationship with the outside world. She doesn't know where he is and whether he is well.

She lowered her eyes and decided not to think about those things for the time being.

After walking around the yard, Liang Jia pulled her clothes and felt a little cold. She wanted to go back to her ward through the aisle of the hospital.

Just for a moment, Liang Jia's eyes suddenly opened, her heart began to beat violently, her hands became cold and stiff in that moment, and she began to run regardless of everything.

And the few patients who stood in the corridor all looked at Liang Jia in an instant, and suddenly ran like crazy.

The faster she ran, the colder her hands and feet and the moment's stiffness were ignored. She was full of Zhou Xingchen's back, just at the end of the dark corridor.

The heart is beating violently, heavy and beating again and again.

The world suddenly became silent, as if she could only hear the dull heartbeat from her chest.

Zhou Xingchen, don't go.

At the end of the dark corridor was a flash of light. Liang Jia suddenly stopped and stood in the same place for a long time. In her chest, she could still hear the heavy heartbeat.

There was no one in the dark corridor, as if all this was just Zhou Xingchen's imagination. There was no woman with a smile like a flower. There was only cold wind and quiet sunshine.

Zhou Xingchen lowered his eyes and looked at Liang Ruian sitting on the black Mercedes Benz. He looked at him with deep eyes. He breathed hard and looked back at the empty corridor. There was still nothing there.

His eyes become deep, like the deep sea, finally give up the struggle, there is a silence, only the black ink reverberates slowly.

He finally gave up waiting here, stepped on the door, closed the black Mercedes Benz door, and cut off all the sounds outside the door.

It's not him. He's not here.

After a flash of light, there were only empty roads and back and forth vehicles. She stood alone at the door of the hospital, staring blankly at the flash of the black Mercedes Benz in front of her eyes, blending into the flow of traffic.

When the cold wind came, she suddenly felt that her heart was gone in that moment, empty.

The shore was flapping, and blue light flashed through it. The scattered sunlight spread quietly on the ground, shining on Liang Jia's body which suddenly became stiff.Someone came slowly behind him and walked to Liang Jia step by step with careless steps.

As soon as Liang Jia raises her eyes, she bumps into Ouyang Ye's deep eyes. Those deep eyes are looking at her with complicated light.

She raised her eyes, wet eyes like a fog, disappeared in an instant.

"Ouyang Ye."

She heard her voice talking, like words coming from another time and space. She was doing something Liang Jia couldn't do. She was begging the man in front of her.

She said in a low voice, "please send me back to Zhou's house. I'm Zhou Xingchen's wife..."

I'm Zhou Xingchen's wife.

In this moment, in this long moment, Liang Jia was very sure that before she lost her memory, she really loved Zhou Xingchen so much that when she found that the figure she saw was an illusion, she felt that her body was hollowed out at that moment, as if she had lost everything.

The answer to her is a long and quiet time. Ouyang Ye looks at her squatting down in front of his eyes, looking at her helpless and holding her knees. He squints his eyes and looks at her quietly crying.

As for Zhou Xingchen, he certainly knows who Zhou Xingchen is, but even if he knows who Zhou Xingchen is, he will not send Liang Jia to Zhou Xingchen.

Because the moment he saw Liang Jia in the forest, Ouyang ye knew that he was finished.

He fell in love with the woman as transparent as a porcelain doll.

So he guarded her, so he wanted to see him at the first glance before she fell asleep, and let her know that Ouyang ye had saved her.

But he didn't expect that Liang Jia would be Zhou Xingchen's wife.

But so what? Even if she is Zhou Xingchen's wife, so what? Now the whole world thinks that Liang Jia, Zhou Xingchen's wife, is dead. Naturally, she has disappeared from the world.

And now, squatting in front of him, is only his Ouyang Ye's fiancee.