White Moonlight on the run in the Republic of China

Dongcheng Hospital.

Yan Chen changed Chu Fengying's crutches, and after sending him to the ward, he stood silently on the side of the corridor, waiting for the doctor's results.

He looked quite desolate, standing alone, in the sparse crowd, there was a sense of endless desolation.

A figure appeared in the ward not far away, and he paused when he saw Yan Chen from a distance.

"Yan... Brother Yan Chen?"

The girl was wearing a white coat, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and new-style flat shoes, her gaze fell deeply on Yan Shen's body.

Yan Shen noticed the voice and the falling gaze vigilantly, turned his head to look over, and then met the girl's gaze.

"Xiaorou?"

Xiaorou, Ye Zhirou.

The eldest daughter of the Ye family, a declining aristocratic family, and the younger sister of Ye Zhihan.

"Brother Yan Chen, is it really you?"

Ye Zhirou blinked her big eyes full of tenderness, and walked towards Yan Chen quickly.

She walked towards him full of excitement and joy, but she still couldn't break his desolation.

"Xiaorou, it's me."

Yan Chen looked at Ye Zhirou gently, and opened his mouth with a soft tone.

He could clearly see the tears in the eyes of the girl in front of him, her lips were trembling, she was overjoyed, and she looked at him with excitement.

Yan Chen felt that he saw himself.

That day in front of Xiuzhao's building, the deep affection in his eyes would never be shallower than that of Ye Zhirou in front of him.He can see clearly, so Xiao Se can't see it?
"You...Brother Yan Chen, why didn't you tell us when you came back? We all thought that you would never come back..."

Ye Zhirou obviously had something to say at the moment, but he didn't know where to start it.

Yan Chen lowered his eyes, blinked his eyes, and concealed the sadness in his heart, "Some missions fell in Jiangcheng, and I came back because of this, and this is my hometown. I have been thinking about how the winter plum blossoms here are in full bloom for a few years. " Yan Chen said softly.

Ye Zhirou smiled softly, "Speaking of plum blossoms, the soil in the north is the most suitable. I remember that there were a few mansions over there that were planted with plum blossoms. Later, the world fell into disrepair. I don't know how they are now. I It was the same in the previous mansion..."

Speaking of this, Ye Zhirou was obviously emotional.

It is true that things are different and people are different.

Yan Shen can feel this taste.

Yan Shen said, "Since it's all over, let it go, Xiaorou, look ahead."

Listening to Yan Chen's comfort, Ye Zhirou wiped his red eye sockets, and in order to calm down the atmosphere, he said, "Brother Yan Chen, why did you come to the hospital?"

Yan Shen froze, and an inch of beauty flashed in his heart, but she escaped into the darkness, and he couldn't catch her in the blink of an eye.

"A friend is sick, I'll take him to see." Yan Chen said calmly.

Ye Zhirou looked at Yan Chen, "It's like this... I hope your friend can recover soon, I think... Maybe you are willing to meet the people in the ward over there."

Yan Chen couldn't help frowning, and immediately noticed something, and took a step forward, "You mean... Zhihan?"

Ye Zhirou lowered her head.

Yan Chen frowned, and hurried to the ward where Ye Zhirou walked out just now.

He walked in a hurry, stopped at the door, and knocked on the door restrainedly.

Someone came.

It was a young man who opened the door, looking at Yan Shen with a pair of bright and clear eyes.

"Who is this……"

"Hello, I want to meet Ye Zhihan, Mr. Ye."

Yan Chen opened his mouth.

The person who opened the door was Ye Zhihan's servant Ah Zhi. He turned his head to look at the hospital bed, and the back of the man sitting with his back to the door was desolate.

"Sir, a gentleman is visiting you."

Yan Chen couldn't wait to speak, "Zhihan, I'm Yan Chen!"

The man on the hospital bed froze immediately.

He was facing the window, his face was flooded with light, bright and pale.

When he heard the name "Yan Chen" and the unchanging voice, a gleam of light still flashed in his eyes.

"Strictly?"

The voice was lifeless.

Ah Zhi realized something, and hurriedly gave up his seat, "Mr. Yan, come inside."

Yan Chen nodded as a signal, and then quickly walked into the room, bypassing the hospital bed to Ye Zhihan's side.

Ye Zhihan's appearance...

Everywhere it is written that life is not long.

"The cold..."

The serious voice has gone hoarse.

Ye Zhihan raised his head and looked up at Yan Shen——

The light fell on his face too.

"You're back...you're back!"

Ye Zhihan was a little relieved.

"I'm back." Yan Chen nodded, "But... Ye Zhihan, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Zhihan shook his head slightly, and smiled desolately, "It's nothing, everything is permanent, I just reached the step I should go, Yan Chen, it's a good thing to meet again, don't feel bad for me."

Yan Chen clenched his fists, restraining his emotions.

"……Yes."

Yan Chen still agreed.

He raised his hand and saluted Ye Zhihan as a military salute.

Seeing Yan Shen's upright and resolute appearance, Ye Zhihan's eyes were in a trance for a moment——

"Yan Chen, don't be like this, this...reminds me of him."

Yan Chen was taken aback.