Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan looked worriedly at Si Mo City in the ward. After he woke up, he was calm and terrible.

At first everyone would go in and visit him, trying to talk to him.

But it seems that he just wants to be alone, not anyone in the room.

So they all guarded in the corridors and other wards.

It's just that after so long, I don't know when he will be able to cheer up.

Mu Beiting whispered: "As long as there is no news of Xiaoxiao's death, he will not give up, don't worry."

At this moment, in the ward, Si Mocheng was lying on the bed, just staring at the roof blankly, without any expression or emotion at all.

As long as he closes his eyes, he will remember the scene where Xiaoxiao fell in his arms.

The secluded bamboo forest looked like a pool of blood and mud.

His legs were sunken in it, and he couldn't get out again.

He began to hate his payment and his recklessness.

Why did he know that Xie Yunfan would do something to him that day, but still go to the banquet alone.

Is it if he is prepared, if he doesn't put himself in such a dangerous situation, Xiaoxiao won't have an accident.

If... If his heart is more cruel, Xie Yunfan won't have a chance to hurt Xiaoxiao.

But he had hurt her parents, how could he hurt her only remaining relatives?

Outsiders in the ward come and go, acquaintances, strangers, close, and friendly.

But it seemed to have nothing to do with him overnight.

He is like an outsider, unable to blend into the hustle and bustle of this world anymore.

When Si Mocheng was alone in a daze, Ms. Jiang finally couldn't help but push the door in, even if she knew that maybe at this time, Si Mocheng didn't want to see her.

Ms. Jiang gently closed the door and walked to the bed.

Hearing the movement, Si Mocheng slowly closed his eyes.

Ms. Jiang sat by the bed and looked at her haggard son after only a few days. After a long time, she slowly said, "Mocheng."

Simocheng didn't respond, and obviously didn't mean to speak.

Ms. Jiang sighed softly and tried to comfort him: "You have to recover from your injury and cheer up earlier. Xiaoxiao just has no news now, it doesn't necessarily mean something has happened."

Si Mocheng remained silent, as cold as a corpse.

"When you get better, you can find her, maybe she is in a certain corner of the world, waiting for you all the time." Ms. Jiang's eyes were covered with a layer of water, looking at Simo City on the hospital bed. , I felt uncomfortable and speechless.

He has been less sensible since he was a child, but since Si Miaoxue's accident, he has become more reticent and indifferent.

Now... Now that Xiaoxiao is in trouble, just thinking about it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Ms. Jiang breathed out gently, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered: "When Xiaoxiao comes back, my mother will prepare a wedding for you. At that time, we don't care about others. The grander the better, your happiness is the most important thing."

Hearing the wedding, Si Mocheng was in a daze and slowly opened his eyes.

Yes, if Xiaoxiao was still there, today would have been their wedding.

If she is still there, shouldn't she wear the most beautiful wedding gown and look at him shyly?

If she is still there, then the godfather will take the oath, they will exchange rings, and they will kiss each other.

But... there is no if.

Xiaoxiao is gone, life and death are unknown.

Even at the last moment, he failed to keep her by his side.

She must be painful for being so spoiled.

But when she hurts, she always tells herself that it doesn't hurt at all.