I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 69 Don't you want to die!

After getting off the plane, Tang Shaohan took a taxi and turned on his cell phone while sitting in the taxi.

Earlier, because of going to work, he put his mobile phone in a drawer, but he didn't look at it carefully. Later, he left in a hurry and turned off his mobile phone when he got on the plane.

Now when I turn it on, I see a text message from an unknown number.

Touching with long fingers, he clicked on the message, and after a cursory glance, Tang Shaohan furrowed his long eyebrows deeply.

Song Qingyue has a history of depression?When did this happen?Could it be because of that child that...

The thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and the jaw was tense.

"Sir, here we are."

After he glanced out the car window, he paid and got out of the car.

When he was in Nanchuan, Song Qingyue suddenly told him that she had something to deal with so she rushed back without even a single extra explanation. Because he was worried about Song Qingyue, he discussed with the courtyard and sent someone to replace him. Also came back on the back foot.

When he went to work in the hospital, the dean told him that Song Qingyue had taken a long vacation and would not be back in the hospital in a short time.

Only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter. Was it because he mentioned her hidden pain that she was angry and unwilling to see him?
Tang Shaohan stood in front of the door, hesitating with his hand, and finally dropped it to his side, without ringing the doorbell.

Forget it, Song Qingyue didn't seem to want to see him, he would definitely be annoying if he barged in so recklessly.

Looking at the closed door silently, he chose to leave.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyue was bored in the room alone, looking through the house, there was nothing to eat, not even instant noodles, so she went out.

He walked out in a trance without even locking the door.

Looking at the thin figure from afar, the wrinkles between his brows deepened.

The dim street lamps cast shadows on the ground, stretching infinitely, and she walked forward in a daze.

While waiting for the traffic lights, hallucinations appeared in front of my eyes.

After taking a step, the spirit was sluggish, and only the loud horn was heard.

The dazzling high-beam lights came on and dazzled her eyes. Song Qingyue subconsciously stopped and raised her hand to block the light.

The sharp horn pierced the silent night, and she didn't know how to dodge the car coming.

Suddenly, he leaned back and was pulled away vigorously.

"You don't want to die!"

Zhilan's noble breath penetrated into the nostrils, that familiar yet unfamiliar smell seemed to be able to calm the restless heart, breathing deeply and shallowly, she was being hugged, and she could hear the powerful beating heart under the chest.

One after another, like ripples on the surface of the lake blown by the breeze.

Raising his hand stiffly, his five fingers clenched tightly like jade roots, grasping the side of his waist.

She closed her pantothenic eye sockets, and said in a hoarse and cracked voice, "I want to go home..."

The person who was still in shock because of the scene just now hugged her, slightly stiff.

With a low tone and a hint of comfort, "Okay, I'll take you back."

Song Qingyue let the other party lead her away, still in a state of absent-mindedness, her pupils were dazed and absent-minded.

Seeing her like this, Tang Shaohan sighed silently.

"What's the matter? Suddenly came back from Nanchuan, asked for leave from the hospital and came here, tell me, did something happen?" He didn't want to see Song Qingyue's lifeless appearance, and he was eager to know what happened to her. Why did it become like this.

She still huddled in the corner and did not speak. Thinking of Meng Jiang's instructions, Tang Shaohan let out a long breath, and did not continue to press the question, but squatted in front of her, rubbed her soft hair, and asked softly, "Hungry?" Not hungry?"

(End of this chapter)