The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

"Ding--"

The moment the elevator door opened, Li Xingzhi rushed out.

He searched for each room based on the room number given by the front desk staff, and soon arrived at Tang Yiru's ward.

There was a double room inside, with a curtain drawn in the middle, completely blocking the ward. No one on the bed could be seen from the doorway.

Li Xingzhi pursed his lips, rushed in, and opened the curtain.

Then, a girl with red hair hugged the quilt tightly and looked at him warily: "Who are you?!"

Li Xingzhi was stunned, why wasn't it Tang Yiru?

He exited and looked at the room number. Yes, it was this ward. Could it be that the front desk staff made a mistake?

Li Xingzhi walked into the ward again and discovered that there was a hospital bed blocked by a curtain near the window.

He walked back and forth quickly, took a deep breath to prepare himself mentally, and then slowly opened the curtain.

The next moment, his eyes widened and he became motionless.

On the hospital bed, I saw a figure covered with a thin quilt, and his head was also covered with a white cloth.

Li Xingzhi took a trembling step forward, lifted up the white cloth with trembling hands, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Tang Yiru has always been beautiful. Although she is from the south, she is taller than the average southern girl. She always looks high-spirited and high-spirited.

However, at this moment, her face turned pale and her lips lost their original rosy color, as if all life had been sucked out of her.

Li Xingzhi has seen too many deaths, but this is the first time that he has been so peaceful.

He stretched out his hand and put it under Tang Yiru's nose, but he felt nothing.

Li Xingzhi felt like his head was like paste and he couldn't think at all.

How could the person who was still alive and kicking and grabbing barbecue with Lin Yue become like this just an hour ago?

In his opinion, a person as durable as Tang Yuru should be an old lady who is still dragging old men to dance disco in the square when she is eighty or ninety years old.

And her little mouth, which always loves to take advantage, is always chattering away...

But today, all of this was ruthlessly shattered, everything turned into nothingness, and overwhelming panic enveloped Li Xingzhi's heart.

He sat numbly on the stool beside the bed, his eyes dull, staring at Tang Yuru motionlessly.

The eyes that had been looking at him unconvinced never opened again.

Deep regret welled up in his heart. He regretted why he didn't insist on sending her back to the apartment. He regretted why he didn't let her live in his flat. He regretted why he didn't agree to be together earlier even though he knew she liked him.

Li Xingzhi put his hands on his knees, covered his face with his palms, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry..."

If he had known this would happen, he would definitely treat her well and not always talk to her in an impatient tone.

There is nothing wrong with liking someone, and not everyone must have a gentle and lovely personality. He should not always guard against her like a wolf. In fact, he felt very comfortable when he was with Tang Yiru...

"sorry......"

"I always thought that I had seen through the warmth and coldness of people in this world, life and death, and I also thought that everything was in my hands."

"But I don't know who will come first between the accident and tomorrow..."

"The person I just met can leave me the next moment..."

He has seen too much life and death and has long been numb. Even if he is on the verge of death one day, he will not be surprised.

But the reality gave him a heavy blow, that is, he was not as calm as he thought.

Li Xingzhi had never realized so clearly that Tang Yiru had occupied an extremely important position in his life.

"I should tell you that you have a beautiful smile, and drinking is not a bad thing, and you rarely get drunk, which is really rare among girls..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely find the person who hurt you and cut him into pieces!"

"No, breaking his body into thousands of pieces is not enough, I will also kill all nine of his tribes!"

"Uuuuuu, I regret it, why don't you get up..."

Just when Li Xingzhi felt extremely regretful, an extremely weak voice sounded weakly: "I'm not dead yet..."

Li Xingzhi was still immersed in his memories, and he continued to lower his head and said: "I had known this, I am sure..."

He didn't react until he was halfway through speaking.

Looking up, he saw that Tang Yuru had opened his eyes and looked at him at some point.

Ah!

Damn it!