She sat there stiffly, allowing him to stroke her hair, and listened to him softly apologize in her ear.
"Please tell Jiang Meilin I'm sorry. She should have had a wonderful life, but I ruined it for her."
"I will," Jian Yanyan nodded.
The doctor went to Su Junhao's ward to re-examine and re-bandage his wound. He craned his neck to look toward the door, but after a long wait, Jian Yanyan was nowhere to be seen.
He asked the doctor, "Where is she?"
The doctor was confused, "Who?"
"The girl who called you here," Su Junhao asked.
Angel was listening by the side, feeling stifled. All Su Junhao could think about was Jian Yanyan.
Her hand was tightly clenched, almost digging into her flesh.
She walked in high heels, click-clacking towards the balcony, and stood there, looking down toward the hospital's lower floors. At a glance, she saw Jian Yanyan and Shen Mingfeng sitting on a hospital bench, embracing.
A smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
