Zhou Yunliang's pupils darkened, his eyebrows frowned for a moment without any notice, and then stretched out immediately.

A seemingly casual tone: "Oh, I know."

Shan Yiqian said it seriously again, as if it was emphasized, as if it was something, insisting on or resisting desperately before something was about to collapse?

"I really hate you, Zhou Yunliang."

"I said, I know."

He was finally impatient, "I said it, do you need to say it again?"

She bit her lip and replied: "Yes.

Zhou Yunliang, I hate you, I really hate you, I hate you very much."

I hate that you can easily tease my heart, I hate that you can easily pull my emotions, I hate that you can easily influence me, I hate that I can even more.

I hate myself, I still like you like you like this, and I still love you like this.

I hate my own shakenness, I hate myself for thinking about us starting over at some moments.

"Sisi."

He seemed to understand her eyes.

The flame of hope ignited in an instant.

However, the flame was too weak.

Zhou Yunliang was actually scared at this moment.

I am afraid that I have done something impulsive to let the flames go out.

"Sisi."

Call her softly.

"Xixi, tell me, what are you thinking about at this moment?"

“…”                                                              

"..."                                                              �

That is not his usual ringtone for mobile phones, but a specially set ringtone.

Almost immediately, Shan Yiqian woke up from the devil's madness.

With her hand, she pushed him away with force.

She knew what the phone number was.

She knows.

She wants to laugh.

Zhou Yunliang gritted his teeth and looked at her.

But he had to answer this call, but he had to answer it.

"Sisi."

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and Qian Qiqi went in without looking back, and pressed the closing key frantically.

A door blocked two people.

Lifting tiredly against the elevator wall, Shan Yiqian gritted her teeth and slapped herself hard.

Does it hurt?

pain.

Have you ever had a memory?

Long.

Zhou Yunliang, who was left behind, took out his cell phone and picked it up.

"Hello."

"Mr. Zhou! Please come here quickly!"

…He Qing ward.

Zhou Yunliang stood at the door and did not go in immediately.

Behind him, the doctor said, "Mr. Zhou, go in quickly. Miss He may not be able to hold on for that long."

He is almost anxious.

How can a person who has been in a coma for more than three years not be excited?

He was responsible for treating He Qing three years ago. He has been desperate for many times in the past three years.

Perhaps it was caused by the fear of being close to home, or it was something else.

In short, Zhou Yunliang's thoughts are very complicated.

Looking back at the doctor, he asked in a deep voice: "She is really awake?"

"Yes! Mr. Zhou! Miss He is really awake!"

The doctor can understand Zhou Yunliang's feelings very well.

After all, over the past three years, he has watched Zhou Yunliang’s efforts to He Qing.

He was sure that Miss He must be the woman Mr. Zhou loved deeply.

Mr. Zhou couldn't believe that Miss He woke up, afraid that it was a dream and disappointment, so he didn't dare to go in immediately.

"Mr. Zhou, go in quickly, Miss He is waiting for you."

Finally, Zhou Yunliang pushed open the door and went in.

The doctor followed closely behind.

On the bed, He Qing was lying weakly, beside him, a doctor and a nurse were there.

When Zhou Yunliang walked in, she felt it immediately.

Step by step, Zhou Yunliang walked to the bed.

Although He Qing woke up, she was very weak and had no choice but to express herself with her eyes.

The scent of water filled her eyes, shallow.

Zhou Yunliang leaned down and stroked her hair.

He Qing tried to open her mouth, but her consciousness began to become weak, and finally her eyes slowly closed.

During the whole process, the two met for no more than five minutes.

Seeing this, the doctor hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhou, this is true. Miss He is too weak. After all, she has been in a coma for more than three years."

"Um."

"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, we will go back and continue to study the data.

Congratulations to Mr. Zhou, finally waiting until Miss He wakes up!”

"yes."

Zhou Yunliang slowly straightened his body, clinging to the bed, He Qing, who was sleeping in a coma again, "Yes, she finally woke up."

"Mr. Zhou, Miss He woke up this time for a short time.

But next time it will be much better.”

"Um."

The doctor looked at Zhou Yunliang's tall back and frowned slightly.

I don't know if it's my illusion.

I always feel that it's very strange.

Strangely, Mr. Zhou seemed not as excited as he imagined?

On the contrary, very calm.

It's even calm, not normal.

Isn’t Miss He the one he loves deeply?

Could it be that it was too sudden and there was no way to accept or react for a while?

Yes, it must be like this.

When He Yinyin heard the news, Zhou Yunliang was outside He Qing's ward.

He sat there, like a statue, motionless.

As he stood still, He Yinyin tightened the strap of the bag in her hand.

woke up?
To be continued...