I don't care about late affection

After all, Song Ruoqing never gave Li Hannian a chance to choose.

She never knew that she was emotionally clean. After all, Ye Feifei had always existed in her previous life, but she endured it.

But once she was reborn, she didn't want to bear it anymore, and Ye Feifei became a thorn that couldn't be pulled out, stuck there forever.

She can't forget, she minds.

Then she must firmly remember that she will never compromise for the sake of Li Hannian.

After Song Ruoqing finished speaking, she stopped giving Li Hannian a chance to speak, and showed her attitude with practical actions, lying down with her back to Li Hannian.

Li Hannian looked at her slender back and stretched out his hand to say something, but in the end it didn't land on her.

For the first time, Li Hannian, who had always been confident, felt that there were some things that he could not control.

At first, he thought that he had to talk to Song Ruoqing and make up for it in the future, and the two of them could start over, but they forgot that the world didn't run according to his will.

He never felt that Ye Feifei was a problem between the two of them, because he didn't love Ye Feifei.

But she didn't expect Song Ruoqing to mind so much.

Later Song Ruoqing thought that she would not be able to fall asleep, after all something unpleasant happened, but unexpectedly she slept soundly afterwards.

When I woke up, it was already daylight.

And there is no one around.

This was the first time. Recently, Li Hannian had to send her to the hospital every morning, so it seems that she will not be sent today.

She ate breakfast alone and took a taxi to the hospital.

After accompanying Father Song for a while, Yuan Anran also came.

Then the two sat in a coffee shop near the hospital. Song Ruoqing couldn't drink coffee because she was pregnant, so she ordered a glass of juice.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Anran, who always loves coffee, also ordered juice.

After the juice was served, Yuan Anran took a sip absent-mindedly.

"Qingqing, did your brother break up?"

"What?" Song Ruoqing froze for a moment.

Hearing this, I remembered what I talked to Song Jinglun yesterday, when Song Jinglun said that he would break up.

But how Yuan Anran knew.

Yuan Anran explained: "I saw your brother and Wang Huixin in the restaurant yesterday. The two of them had a bad quarrel, and they talked about breaking up."

"It should be divided." She said uncertainly.

Song Ruoqing doesn't like to speak ill of people behind their backs. Although Wang Huixin is not very moral, since they have broken up, let her save some face.

Yuan Anran lowered his head and stopped talking, but pinched the cup uneasily with his fingers, obviously a little confused.

In other words, a dead heart has hope again.

Seeing her good friend like this, Song Ruoqing sighed in her heart, feeling that "love" is really tormenting.

In her previous life, she gave her life vigorously and thought she was moved, but she didn't get what she wanted.

Yuan Anran could not escape his own fate.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Yuan Anran's hand.

This move made Yuan Anran raise his head and look over.

"An Ran, why don't you confess your love to my brother directly." Song Ruoqing said suddenly.

Yuan Anran's pupils widened a little, obviously shocked, and quickly withdrew his hand, almost knocking over the cup.

Song Ruoqing didn't seem to notice her shock, and continued: "If my brother doesn't accept it, you forget about him, and don't meet him in the future. You always think about the superficial false friendship, and you should stop it."

"Qingqing?"

Are you stimulated.

Yuan Anran didn't say this, but it was written all over his face.

"Listen to me." Song Ruoqing interrupted her with a serious expression on her face: "I'm serious, what is the result of being tied up with someone who doesn't love you? You have seen me as a living example , even though that is my brother, I can't say that he will definitely love you."

"Some things don't depend on your own will. You can confess directly. If my brother accepts you, it's fine. If you don't, then forget it."

"I...vomit..."

Hearing her words, Yuan Anran opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly covered his mouth and retched.

Suddenly, without saying a word, he pushed away the chair and rushed to the bathroom.

Song Ruoqing was worried, so she couldn't help following.

Hearing the sound of vomiting in the bathroom, somehow came up with an absurd idea.

Could it be that Yuan Anran is pregnant?

She quickly shook her head again, Yuan Anran was not the kind of girl who acted recklessly, maybe it was because what she said just now stimulated her reaction too much.

While she was thinking about it, Yuan Anran came out from inside and washed her hands on the sink.

She walked over and patted her on the back, and said worriedly: "Is there something uncomfortable, or go to the hospital for a checkup."

Anyway, here is very convenient near the hospital.

Yuan Anran was a little flustered, waved his hands and said: "No, no need, I spoiled my stomach from eating last night, I'm fine."

Because of this accident, naturally there was no way to continue the conversation, and the two were about to break up.

"Qingqing, I will consider your suggestion, maybe it's time for me to give myself a break."

Yuan Anran stood in front of the car and told Song Ruoqing so.

Song Ruoqing didn't expect Yuan Anran to listen to it, and smiled, she didn't want Yuan Anran to be like herself.

"Well, don't embarrass yourself."

"I will."

Yuan Anran forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, then got into the car and left.

Song Ruoqing strolled back to the hospital. When she passed the inpatient department downstairs, it was sunny downstairs. Many patients and their family members were walking downstairs, which seemed a little leisurely.

Song Ruoqing was thinking about going out for a walk often when Father Song got better, when she saw Ji Yunlang not far away.

He is sitting alone in a wheelchair basking in the sun.

His footsteps paused, and he walked over.

Ji Yunlang was closing his eyes slightly, when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes, and saw Song Ruoqing showing a warm smile.

Song Ruoqing also smiled, and asked him, "I seem to be in a good mood today."

"It's good to see you in a good mood." Ji Yunlang said in a joking tone.

Song Ruoqing felt a little embarrassed, and changed the subject: "How do your legs feel?"

Lifting his leg, Ji Yunlang's expression darkened a bit, he stretched out his hand to touch his leg and said, "I haven't felt it yet."

Song Ruoqing fell silent.

After a while, he said again: "Is there anything I can do?"

Ji Yunlang's legs will become like this, she feels that she has to bear the main responsibility, she can't just talk, she has to act.

Ji Yunlang hasn't figured out how to answer this question yet. The nurse who came over to push Ji Yunlang back said: "Rehabilitation is generally very hard, and many people can't persevere, but having family members with them will give patients a lot of courage. Are you Mr. Ji's wife, and a child, with you around to encourage, I believe Mr. Ji will get better."

The nurse didn't know the situation, and obviously misunderstood the relationship between Song Ruoqing and Ji Yunlang, and she was a little pregnant, and even misunderstood her as Ji Yunlang's wife.

Song Ruoqing waved her hands, trying to explain in a panic.

But before he could say it, he heard Ji Yunlang ask: "Do you want to accompany me to recover?"