Angel is a little bad

Chapter 1323 The Price of Youth

"Yes, yes, you said so."

Mei Lila felt that she couldn't do this in front of Huahuo, so she released Huahuo, took Huahuo's hand and asked, "Huahuo, I... heard about Han Younan... is it... true?"

Huahuo nodded, his eyes drifted slightly to the side, and his voice became lower: "Mmm...really..."

"Hua, Huahuo..." Mei Lila stammered, "He...You Nan...how is it..."

She didn't dare to ask if Han Younan had... No one seemed to know his current whereabouts.

Facing her nervousness and uneasiness, Huahuo smiled lightly and patted her on the shoulder: "He is in the hospital, so far, he is not missing any arms or legs."

Mei Lila let out a long breath of relief, stroked her chest and said, "That's good, that's good. Huahuo, do you think you'll take me to see him someday?"

Huahuo smiled wryly: "The doctor said, don't bother me for the time being, we'll talk about it later."

"How long will that take?"

"I don't know, maybe a month." She didn't say, maybe a lifetime.

"so long……"

"Not long. Compared to the worst consequences, I am already grateful for everything."

Mei Lila's eyes were red again, and she was crying: "Huahuo, you, if you want to cry... just cry... I, I will lend you my shoulder..."

Huahuo laughed twice, and patted her on the shoulder vigorously: "Don't worry, even if I get a terminal illness and die tomorrow, I won't cry today. Nothing can take away my belief in living a good life."

"Huahuo—" Mei Lila burst into tears, holding her tightly for a long time.

That night, no matter what Huahuo tried to persuade, Mei Lila insisted on sleeping with Huahuo, saying otherwise would not make her feel at ease.

In the middle of the night, Meilila fell into a deep sleep next to Huahuo.

The weather is still very cold. On such a lonely and cold night, with someone accompanying her like this, her heart is much warmer.

Although she still had fantasies and hopes, her premonition told her that she might never see Han Younan again in her life.She really understood that the matter of feelings is not as simple as she always thought, let alone doing whatever she wants.

Maybe not to meet, better yet, how could she have the face to meet him... Before this winter vacation, she never thought that she would have such a sense of guilt and guilt.

(End of this chapter)