Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Ding Baoyi opened her mouth, trying to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say.

They are not hypocritical people, they have always spoken and acted carelessly, they can carry it if they can carry it, and if they can't hold it, they can drink two glasses and vomit.

However, Ding Baoyi saw Yannian in such pain for the first time. Since Yannian broke up with Wen Yu, she has never seen Yannian cry again.

"Hey...Don't you, aren't you just a man? It's a big deal. Let's stop crying. Look at my sister. I have been injured so many times. After a few days, I will still be a good man?"

Yannian did not speak.

She buried her head in her arms, crying like a child.

Feeling melancholy and miserable, depressed and unspeakable.

I don't know who this melancholy is for.

Perhaps it was Jiang Beiyuan.

Or maybe it's for all the feelings that have died without a disease and can't succeed in these years.

Who is the right person? How can I do it? If my heart does not move, there is no pain.

She didn't want to be tempted.

But such a good man must be nice to her, be gentle to her, spoil her and compromise from time to time.

So she had no choice but to know that sooner or later she would fall.

Also know that this is a dream.

Charming, gorgeous, and unreal dream.

Now, the dream should wake up.

She should go back to the beginning of the heartless words that were not led by anyone.

When Yannian finished crying, she raised her hand and wiped away a handful of tears. He took a tissue and wiped his nose, feeling very smooth.

It seemed that Ren Du's two channels and the internal organs were all opened together, she had never felt so comfortable!

"Ding Baoyi, I figured it out!"

"What?"

"I, have to draw a clear line with Jiang Beiyuan."

"cut……"

Ding Baoyi didn't believe it.

There was contempt in his eyes.

This expression made Yannian want to vomit blood, "Hey, are my words so credible?!"

"You have been with him for so long, are you willing to draw a line with him?"

"I--"

Of course she is not willing!

However, it is like a piece of rotten flesh that grows in your heart. That piece of meat cannot be retained. You need to dig it out of your heart bit by bit, deboning, and clean it.

This process is difficult and tiring.

It hurts too.

But it must be done.

Otherwise it will be more painful in the future.

...

The night tonight is quiet, and there is a faintly calm atmosphere.

It is eight o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Beiyuan had just returned from an operation.

The door is open and unlocked.

Explain that Yan is at home.

This recognition made him feel warm.

The living room was very quiet, and the ticking of clocks echoed in my ears.

Jiang Beiyuan poured a glass of warm water and took two sips. The fingers holding the edge of the cup were slender, and the water slowly slid down his throat, like a lonely breath flowing.

The room was on the second floor. He walked upstairs, slowing down, turning off the lights in the living room while walking.

The downstairs is already pitch black, but the long lights in the corridor on the second floor are silhouetted.

Still very quiet.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't know what this quiet meant.

If it weren't for the fragrance of orchids floating in the air, he would even think that Yannian hadn't come back today, just forgot to lock the door.

Passing by Yannian's room, he stopped for a while, staring at her door, squinting slightly.

Blocked by a door, is she asleep?

He stood for a long time.

Just as he did the same on the first night of marriage, standing in front of her door for a long time.