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After the inspection was finished, Meng Yunan and Shen Zhao came out of the bathroom. Song Ling stood in front of the window, and when she heard the sound of the door opening behind her, she turned around, her eyes fell on Shen Zhao, and she said calmly, "Are you done?"

Shen Zhao didn't answer her, and walked towards the bed without raising his eyes.

Seeing this, Meng Yunan hummed lightly, and said, "The recovery is not bad. I'll go back to the hospital for testing, and I'll send you a detailed report when I get it."

Song Ling nodded and said hello.

Meng Yunan glanced at the person lying on the bed with his back facing outwards, and said, "It will be difficult to quit completely, and you need to be prepared physically and mentally. This is a long-term job. It is also very important to maintain a happy mood."

Shen Zhao was still indifferent, Song Ling understood, nodded to Meng Yunan and said, "I know, I'll take you downstairs."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yunan packed up her things and left, Song Ling sent her downstairs, before leaving, Meng Yunan said some words of comfort, Song Ling was also depressed, and didn't listen to a word or two.

She nodded and said, "I see, you should drive carefully on the road."

Meng Yunan hummed, turned around and walked into the rain with an umbrella.

After closing the door again, Song Ling stood at the door in a daze for a long time, her mind was full of the text message she just saw.

Ah Zhao wants to leave her...

Going upstairs and back to the room, Song Ling stood there, looking at the back on the bed, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness all over her body.

She was lying there, within reach of her, but they could never go back to the past.

Song Ling walked over gently, her feet stepped on the soft carpet, there was no sound in the silent room, she sat by the bed, staring at her silently.

After going out the door, her body had no strength. She closed her eyes and took a nap after lying on the bed for a while, but she probably didn't sleep well, and her brows were tightly furrowed when she fell asleep.

Song Ling stretched out her hand unconsciously, her fingers were slightly dazed in mid-air, and lightly landed on her eyebrows, she rubbed them lightly, trying to soothe her inner anxiety.

Shen Zhao woke up suddenly. She had a dream. She dreamed that she stepped on the ground and fell into the abyss of the cliff. Song Ling was standing on the edge of the cliff. She wanted to reach out to grab her, but she just stood there, staring at her indifferently. Watch it fall.

"Song Ling—" Shen Zhao suddenly reached out and grabbed the arm beside her, opened his eyes and shouted in horror.

Hearing her cry, Song Ling leaned over with her arms half-supported by her side, wrapped her in her arms, and kept calling her softly: "Azhao, Azhao..."

Shen Zhao's thoughts were still stuck in the dream just now, he didn't react for a moment, his eyes stared blankly at the face in front of him, for a moment, he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or not.

Song Ling caught a glimpse of her terrified face, but she didn't react at all. She just looked at herself dully, as if she had lost her soul. It's..."

Lips stuck to her eyebrows and eyes, lingering along her face, rubbing against her ears, kissing the corners of her lips...

The picture of Song Ling and Xiang Jin together that day gradually appeared in his mind, and Shen Zhao suddenly realized that she stretched out her hand and pushed her away, shouting like crazy: "You go!! Song Ling, get out of here! Don't you Touch me, don't touch..." She gradually cried out, and said emotionally, "I feel sick!"

She sat up abruptly, evading like a snake and kept retreating back until she reached the bedside, tears dripping down uncontrollably, flustered and desperate.Except for the day when she woke up from the hospital after the accident, Song Ling had never seen Shen Zhao like this before. She always thought that she was emotionally stable, but who knew that just a kiss would make her like this.

Does she really hate her to the bone?

Song Ling's eyes were red, she looked at her silently, she didn't dare to touch her, fearing that she would lose control again.

Such Ah Zhao was caused by her.

Is it because if we let her go, she will become like before, or if we don't see her again, and if we let her go back to Tingcheng, and return to Rachel's side, then she will gradually get better?

But she really couldn't bear it, really couldn't bear it...

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhao stuck to the innermost side of the bed. She squatted there with her bare feet, buried her head between her knees, and closed her eyes motionless. Suddenly, her body shivered uncontrollably. The coldness came from the top of her head, making her whole body tremble.

Song Ling saw that her shoulders kept trembling, and knew that she had started again.

As long as the emotions are out of control, the addiction will relapse.

Shocked, Song Ling climbed onto the bed and approached her, tightly grasping her shoulders, trying to confine her. Sitting in front of her, she looked down and saw that she was biting her lip, and her forehead was full of fine sweat.Song Ling was afraid that she would bite her, so she quickly grabbed her jaw with one hand, forced her to open her mouth, and said, "Ah Zhao, let go, bite my hand, let go, please?"

Shen Zhao gradually let go of her lips, her teeth trembling, she felt the heart-biting desire screaming in her bones, the hand was in front of her eyes, she grabbed Song Ling's hand, and bit it hard.

Song Ling frowned, the pain spread from her palm to her heart, if the pain could make her hate less, she would rather die in pain.

She knelt there on one knee, half-embracing Shen Zhao in her arms, pressing her on her chest, comforting her over and over again: "Azhao, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

The three words 'I'm sorry' are probably the most helpless words in the world. She couldn't alleviate Ah Zhao's hatred, let alone relieve her pain, and couldn't make up for the mistakes she had made.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhao's body gradually calmed down. She was so weak that she collapsed on Song Ling's body. She said with empty eyes, "Song Ling, kill me."

Song Ling felt a sharp pain in her heart, lowered her eyelashes, pursed her lips and remained silent.

She held her in her arms, motionless, and the two sat in front of the window like this, from dawn to dusk.

The rain outside the house has not stopped, dripping down from the eaves, hitting the window sill, tick-tock-tick-tick.

The room gradually became dark, without any light, Song Ling looked down at the person in her arms, she was motionless, and her breathing gradually became steady, knowing that she was probably asleep.

Song Ling laid her down and pulled the quilt to cover her.

The arm was still held in her arms and did not let go. Song Ling was afraid of waking her up, so she just lay down beside her.

She didn't know when it started, but she only dared to face Shen Zhao who was asleep.

The long night is destined to be a sleepless night.

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Three days later, wake up early in the morning.

Song Ling woke up very early that day, almost before dawn.

Today is the departure time of that ticket.

She clearly knew that the people around her were going to leave her, but she still had the last extravagant hope in her heart, hoping that Ah Zhao would not leave.

The departure time of the ticket was at night, and when she woke up in the morning, Song Ling cooked her breakfast as usual and stayed in the room with her.

After three consecutive days of rain, the weather finally cleared up today.

Song Ling set up a desk in the room to handle company affairs.These few days, Shen Zhao's mood has stabilized a lot. Since the attack that day, he hasn't sent it again for three days. I don't know if he knows that he is leaving, and his mood towards her has improved a lot. He will talk to her from time to time. A word or two.

Shen Zhao looked at the sunshine outside the window, it was spring, and even the sunshine was so strong and gorgeous.

"I want to go out for a walk, can I?" Shen Zhao looked up at the eaves outside the window, where two birds flew over, pecking and nodding each other.

Song Ling's typing fingers were slightly startled and trembling slightly. She tried to stabilize her emotions and asked calmly, "Where do you want to go? I'll go with you."

"I want to go by myself." Shen Zhao didn't look at her, his eyes still fell on the two birds, and repeated.

Song Ling was silent for a long time, but in the end she didn't make up her mind to let her go.

She closed the computer, stood up and said, "I'll be with you."

Shen Zhao seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, lightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently, and did not speak again.

Song Ling changed clothes, a long rose corduroy dress, Shen Zhao wore a sweater, her hair was not standing up, but hung softly behind her back, a small face had lost a lot of weight, and even the eye sockets were sunken.

Song Ling stood in front of her, raised her head and brushed the broken hair on her forehead for her, she spoke slowly, even her voice was trembling unnoticed, "You're too skinny, I'll mend it for you when I come back." ,OK?"

Shen Zhao looked up at her with an unknown meaning in his eyes.

After today, she will never see this person again.

There was a long-lost smile on her face, just as if she was lying to her, she smiled and said, "Okay."

Seeing that smile, Song Ling was in a daze for a moment. She looked at her with a smile, and the sunlight coming in from the window made her almost shed tears.

When going out, Song Ling drove her out and asked her, "Where do you want to go?"

Shen Zhao leaned against the car window, looked at the receding trees on both sides of the road, and said lightly, "Let's go shopping, I haven't bought clothes for a long time."

Song Ling nodded and said hello.

After speaking, no one spoke again, and the carriage returned to silence.

The car drove to Jiangcheng Shopping Center. After parking the car, Song Ling took her into the shopping mall. Today was the weekend, and there were many people in the shopping mall. Once entering the building, the first floor was the children's area, and a large platform was set up in the middle of the venue. There are many children performing on the stage.

Shen Zhao stood in the crowd, looking indifferently at the people in front.

The eye sockets were moist for a moment, and she suddenly remembered that when she was a child, when her father first brought her home, she was afraid to talk to others because of fear. For a long time, she had no friends in school.Once when she was sick, she sat silently in a corner, even the teacher didn't know about it. Finally, when she got home, her father found out that she had carried her to the clinic in the town to hang water at night.

Later, in order to change her introverted personality, my father took her to the big shopping malls in the city by bus every weekend. It was also the same stage, with so many people, telling her to speak slowly, give speeches, and dance...

That man is the best dad in the world.

Wiping away tears calmly with drooping eyes, Shen Zhao turned and left. Song Ling stared at her back and followed her every step of the way.

She knew that she was going to escape, but for some reason, she didn't expose her. Maybe she was unwilling, or maybe she didn't believe that A Zhao would really leave her.She was betting that Ah Zhao would stay.

They wandered around the mall for a long, long time until the evening.

In the evening, Song Ling offered to have dinner together, but Shen Zhao did not refuse.

At six o'clock, Song Ling took her into a restaurant and ordered many of Shen Zhao's favorite dishes.

She remembered that Ah Zhao loved shrimp very much.

Song Ling rolled up her sleeves and slowly peeled the prawns for her, one by one, and arranged them on a plate.

On the way, Shen Zhao got up suddenly, Song Ling looked up at her and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shen Zhao turned his head, stared at her face, and said, "The bathroom."

Song Ling's throat was sore, she was stunned for a long time, and then she agreed in a dumb voice, lowered her head and peeled the prawns in her hand again.

The prawns were peeled one after another, but the man never came back.