Out of favor princess turns over

When my consciousness was clear, a pungent smell of disinfectant filled my mouth and nose, and I couldn't help frowning slightly.

The blurred vision gradually became clear, and the first thing that came into view was an unlit white woven lamp.

White walls, white floors.Snow-white sheets and pillows, and a loose blue and white hospital gown.Well, very good, this is a hospital, and it is also sufficient proof that I am not dead.

"Ah... Zhiyan, you finally woke up!"

Oh shit!who?Don't you know this is a ward?It's so loud, it's pitiful for my ears that just woke up...

Before I finished complaining in my heart, a pair of slender arms suddenly wrapped around my neck, and a low sobbing sound was very clear in my ears: "Zhiyan, Master Holland has already told me what happened. I'm sorry... ...I shouldn't doubt you, I'm sorry...Zhiyan, can you still...forgive me?"

"What? What are you talking about??" I froze for a few seconds, trying to raise my arms to push away the person on me, but found that my body was still limp. Even though I could raise my arms, I couldn't do anything else .

I had no choice but to ask tentatively: "... An Lan?"

"Zhiyan, you...forgive me, right?" The man hanging around his neck finally let go of his arm.It was really An Lan, her bangs were slightly disheveled, her big eyes were swollen like walnuts, and there were still crystal tears rolling down her face.I felt distressed for a while, and immediately pulled out a slight smile, and stretched out my hand to pat her slightly trembling shoulder from sobbing: "Stop talking about this, I should be the one to say sorry."

It's me who should say sorry. As a good friend, I shouldn't hide something from you.An Lan, I'm sorry.An Lan, thank you for your forgiveness.

"555555~~~~Zhiyan..." This crybaby actually fell on my body and started crying again.Alright, alright, for the sake of Miss Ben's good mood now, let's tolerate you getting Miss Ben's clothes wet for a while.

The warm sun shines in through the polished glass windows, filling the room with warmth. What happened not long ago in the abandoned factory and the Long Family Mansion are still in my mind, clearly visible... Are you dead? ?That mighty Long Jingyou?The scheming Seven actually has moments when he is really emotional.Even though their love affair is not accepted by the world, at least they love without hesitation.Under the temptation of power and money, they become no longer pure, but at the last moment of their lives, they return all these to zero... Is this the last awakening?

I think I have a little bit of admiration for Seven, even if it's just for a moment.How much courage and obsession do you need to make a person willing to sacrifice his life for you?What about me?When will there be a person who is willing to give everything for me or...will make me willing to risk my life for him?

Are money and rights really that important?Heh... Maybe, without these, we can only be weak, struggling in this materialistic world.

But even if you have the whole world, but you only lose your heart, then what's the point of getting these things?When you stand on the highest point overlooking everything you own, you suddenly find that you can no longer find the person who can accompany you to watch the scenery.What kind of loneliness will this be?

Is it the same for you, Kongtong Mingcheng?

Hearing the sound of the door, I hurriedly put away my wandering thoughts. An Lan was already sitting on the head of the bed in a well-behaved manner and started peeling an apple. With a sudden tremor and a soft bang, the cut off apple peel rolled dingily onto the granite floor.

Following An Lan's gaze upwards, probably because of the angle, I could barely see two blurred silhouettes of an old and a young standing against the backlight.

"President...you...please sit down...I...I..." An Lan was so startled that she was speechless.

Stepping into the door, seeing An Lan still looking nervous, Nalan Huiqian smiled lightly, stroked her trembling little head with a big hand as if comforting, and said, "You are An Lan, right? Don't be afraid." , we are all good friends, aren't we?"

"Nalan...Zhixun?" I shifted my attention to Nalan Zhixun who was standing aside. I had a lot of questions in my mind. I wanted to ask, but I didn't know how to ask.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt hot all over his body, and when he raised his head again, Nalan Huiqian's old face was close in front of his eyes: "Hehe, you are Zhiyan, right? Come on, hurry up and let grandpa take a look... oh my, She looks so beautiful, even my precious granddaughter is ashamed of herself!"

"Uh...?" Speechless, speechless, completely speechless... This old naughty boy who suddenly burst into tears and hugged me like a relative who couldn't be pushed away is really the chairman of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. On that Nalan Huiqian who always has a majestic face? ? ?