I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 9 Shen Yichen, save me!

"Thank you..." As soon as Shen Yichen was mentioned, Song Qingyue's initial shock at seeing Tang Shaohan disappeared, replaced by an unfathomable indifference.

If she remembered correctly, before the accident, Shen Yichen called her to go back to the hospital to help him take care of his sweetheart.

The blue veins on her forehead throbbed cheerfully, and her brain ached so badly that she didn't know whether to be sad or laugh for a moment.

A gust of wind blew by, and the faint smell of disinfectant water somehow made her feel at ease.

Tang Shaohan put his hand between her eyebrows and coaxed, "Don't think about it, take a good rest."

She quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep, and her dream was not peaceful.

A layer of white mist shrouded the surroundings, and after gradually dispelling, there was a long and quiet road, only the dim street lights standing in the dark night.

Someone covered her mouth and dragged her to the side of the road. The grinning laughter and messy hands made her feel sick and sick.

"No...don't..." That sense of powerlessness forced her to gradually despair, "Save me...Shen Yichen...help me..."

"During my absence, what have you been through..." Tang Shaohan stared at her with complicated eyes.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, sleeping so restlessly, is it really so painful to marry Shen Yichen?
When I woke up, I broke out in a cold sweat.

Song Qingyue panted heavily and looked at the ceiling in a daze, and sneered. She always thought that Shen Yichen was everything to her, so she took it for granted that something happened, and he would definitely come to save her.

But...he didn't come.

Shen Yichen is the kind of infatuated supporting actor in the novel who is willing to become Ning Xiaoyuan's spare tire, but just refuses to look at her more. At the moment when the accident happened, she hoped that Shen Yichen would be like a god in the next second showed up, but he didn't.

He stayed by Ning Xiaoyuan's side to take care of her, and that night was completely reduced to a night of shame for her.

Song Qingyue slowly lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

Fortunately, she was not hit hard, and the airbag popped out to help her block part of the impact. It is said that the car was drunk driving. There were several traffic accidents that night, and the serious ones were still in the intensive care unit. Injury, luck in misfortune.

"Why did you come out?"

As soon as she left the ward, she happened to run into Tang Shaohan who was explaining to the nurse in the corridor, and asked her as soon as she saw her come out.

"It's very stuffy in the room, I want to come out to get some air."

Song Qingyue said so.

Tang Shaohan handed the things in his hands to the nurse, and then said, "Shall I walk with you?"

"Alright." She didn't refuse, and looked at Tang Shaohan who was walking over with a calm expression.

He accompanied Song Qingyue downstairs, to the small garden downstairs, walked slowly, he said with a smile, "Why do I feel like I haven't seen you for a few years, you are almost becoming an old woman?"

"It's not good to be sad all day long."

Song Qingyue took a deep breath, raised the corners of her lips and smiled at him, "Is this all right? Doctor Tang?"

"Tsk, smiling is really uglier than crying." Tang Shaohan's brows and eyes were clear, and his moist eyes seemed to contain a pool of spring water, gentle and rippling.

"You and Yichen are still the same?" He thought for a while, and asked this question, even though he knew that Song Qingyue might not want to hear it.

Sure enough, when he mentioned it, Song Qingyue's face paled, and her voice responded flatly and without a trace of warmth, "En."

"you…"

"Shaohan." Before Tang Shaohan finished speaking, he heard someone calling his name, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and slightly raised his eyes to look at that person.

(End of this chapter)