Moreover, the hospital is heavily guarded; even if one could pass all the checkpoints, they couldn't get past Liao Mengying.
Lu Xiaojiu's boots echoed coldly in the hospital corridor.
Liao Mengying said, "He just woke up, you have only ten minutes to see him."
"Thank you."
Liao Mengying watched her cold and distant back, slightly frowning. In her memory, Lu Xiaojiu always wore this expression, gentle, serene, neither sad nor happy, devoid of any emotion, as if even if the sky were to fall, she wouldn't feel any sorrow.
She had heard Lin Jingsheng talk about some things from that year; she had lost everything.
Her parents, her lover, and in the end, she also chose to leave Country C.
In Lu Bai's bedroom, she had seen an old photograph.
The young them in the photo, Lu Bai in the photo didn't have the current lifeless look, but was vibrant and confident, while Lu Xiaojiu's smile was like the morning sun, the two were so close, they seemed like a couple born for each other.
