Chapter 95 Fragments
Xia Hansheng knew what he meant. When he said "marry him", he meant not just getting a marriage certificate, but actually living together. The husband and wife were of the same heart, and they might even have children in the future.

However, if this is the case, what about love?
She has always felt that she is going to marry love, she can't be with someone who she doesn't love, or who doesn't love herself, acting on the occasion, performing it for others, and then having an intimate relationship like all dewy love affairs, or for physical reasons .

Will he give her love?
She found it a bit difficult, and the photo, which had been hidden in her pocket all the time, was like a piece of iron, and the part close to her skin felt painful.

The person in his heart was never her.

He didn't choose her at the beginning, she was just a girl who was temporarily caught as a young man, and he chose her temporarily.

Xia Hansheng put his hands in his pockets, and touched the young him and her in the photo with his fingers, hesitating whether to ask him or not.

She didn't know how to hide, or maybe Song Yihan's IQ was enough to see through her. At this moment, she couldn't hide her actions from him, and his gaze followed her hand in her pocket.

She took a deep breath, finally made up her mind, took out her hand and the things in her hand, and spread it out in front of him.

The photo has already been stained with some sweat from the palms of the hands, and one corner is raised.

Song Yihan took the photo from her hand, brought it in front of him, and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a long time, he looked away, sighed softly, pinched the edge of the photo with both hands, and tore it apart lightly. .

The two people in the photo separated in a rift, and since then, they will never return to their original appearance.

He folded the two pieces together and tore again.

Xia Hansheng then saw that woman's sweet smile also turned into two halves.

Song Yihan stepped forward a few meters and threw the torn photos into the trash can.

That was his old story.

She thought he would have a lot of emotion, and thought he would take the photos and treasure them carefully.

But she didn't expect that he would tear it up so mercilessly.

After Song Yihan finished throwing it away, he turned around and said in a calm voice, "She was my ex-girlfriend, but later, we separated."

His tone was as calm as if he was talking about what he ate for lunch yesterday.

It took Xia Hansheng a while to come back to his senses, and asked, "Why did you separate?"

He glanced back at the trash can and said flatly, "She's dead."

She especially wanted to ask how and why she died, but this seemed to be his sad thing. With such a moody man, she was afraid of exposing his scars and making him angry again.

But Song Yihan seemed to see her problem, and quickly explained: "Her death has something to do with Leng Chengxiao, that's why I don't like to see him, and I don't want to see you with him—I don't want to repeat the same mistakes. "

This explanation sounds perfectly fine.

It's just that she was taken aback by herself. Is there such a heavy matter on Senior Brother Leng's body?
Xia Hansheng stood there, for some reason, the sunshine in June made her feel a little cold.

"Let's go, go back first, come back tomorrow - patients also need to rest, especially those with head injuries."

Song Yihan's wheelchair had already "walked" out without any haste, turning around a corridor.Xia Hansheng was behind, and while he was out of sight, he quietly picked up the fragments he had just thrown away and hid them in the palm of his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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