C5 Did You Ever Love Me or Not

Xin Ran collected her emotions and put on her sunglasses before walking to the other side of the street.

So it was like this.

It was all in vain that she thought of herself as his best friend. To think that it would turn out like this. She, Xin Ran, was really blind.

Behind him, Yu Wanwan was still shouting at the top of her lungs that you don't love him. Xin Ran, you're such a vile woman, other than yourself, you don't love anyone else and you don't believe anyone else …

He no longer wanted to look at her and say anything. She looked up at Yu Wanwan, who was chasing after her, and said, "From the moment you slept with him, it was impossible for us to be together. You know this best, so don't appear in the coffee shop again!"

"I never want to see you again."

After she finished talking, she didn't even look at Yu Wanwan's expression and hatred. At this moment, a taxi just happened to arrive. Xin Ran only realized that it was still the same driver.

The driver's expression didn't change this time. He actually turned his head around in joy and said, "Doctor Xin!" You're Dr. Sing! "I remember now …"

The veins on the back of Xin Ran's hand, which was holding onto her silk shawl, bulged, and her eyes under her sunglasses surged. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared, but now it had calmed down again.

"That place just now, thank you." With that, he turned his face away from the frowning expression of the driver and looked outside.

Seeing how cold she was, the driver recalled how kind and amiable Dr. Xin had been a few years ago. Although she was respected by so many patients in the hospital at her young age, she had always treated patients and family members as if they were her own daughters … His face looked very similar, but it was so cold and distant. How could one person change to another person?

Thus, he had actually gotten the wrong person.

"I'm so sorry. You look just like the doctor who saved my sister." After saying that, the driver scratched his head in embarrassment and turned around to seriously start driving.

They didn't say anything along the way.

Xin Ran was calm on the surface, but her heart was churning. The corners of her eyes were slightly sore and moist. After paying the fare to get off the car, she lifted her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes. She was only a few meters away from the door of the coffee shop. When she saw the figure standing outside, she instantly changed her mind and walked in the opposite direction.

But Su Zifan had already seen her. In this summer, her big sunglasses and silk shawl were worn over her long skirt, so she didn't dare to reveal a single strand of her skin. Everywhere she went, it would be a different kind of scenery.

This attracted a lot of attention.

"Of course!" Su Zifan did not care about his image anymore as he ran a few steps. Sweat poured down his face as he chased after her.

Tightening her wrist, Xin Ran's expression changed. She bent down and started retching beside the potted plants on the street …

Su Zifan, who was behind her, felt like he was slapped hard on the face. Feeling dizzy and heartbroken, he loosened his grip on her wrist and muttered her name: "Of course, of course …"

The coffee shop was just in front, and some of the passersby could not help but recognize them. Even those who previously only knew Xin Ran and didn't know Su Zifan instantly knew that he was Xin Ran's fiancé.

Recently, he was beaten by a woman who was hospitalized. I was pestered to say that I had a child with him... So it was this person.

"He really does have a face like a peach blossom. No wonder he pisses off all the sick women and even imagines that he has a child … This is really bad luck! "

Those who had good news began to whisper among themselves.

Su Zifan was very particular about these things. Now that he was being guided in front of everyone, his expression became worse. He lowered his voice and said, "Of course. Let's find a place to sit. I beg you to give me a chance to explain."

Xin Ran's face turned pale as she vomited. When she straightened her back, she lightly nodded her head.

The coffee shop was right in front of her, but she never brought her personal matters in, so she took a detour to the nearby Starbucks.

Su Zifan ordered a glass of ice water for her. When he put it down, he stared at her wrist. He saw that she had already taken a tissue from her bag to wipe her skin, but she still refused to give up and continued to wipe it vigorously.

Xin Ran's brow was furrowed, and her eyes were lowered. She was focused on wiping her wrists, just as she had been doing many years ago before the operation, carefully washing off the germs on her hands over and over again.

"I was drunk that night. When we were having social meetups, my colleague called you out of good intentions, but the one who answered is her …" Su Zifan's voice stopped, his beautiful eyes were in extreme pain, "Of course, I know you won't forgive me, but I really didn't do it on purpose."

Xin Ran stopped wiping her wrists and quietly raised her head to look at his abnormally haggard face. She pursed her lips to restrain her impulse to stand up and leave, asking him indifferently, "You're blaming me?"

Su Zifan's face turned purple and green, avoiding her overly calm gaze.

What did silence represent? Xin Ran asked herself as she stared into Su Zifan's eyes.

"We can't go back. I just hope things between you two don't get in the way of the coffee shop." Xin Ran threw the bloody tissue into the trash can under the table. When she got up, she saw excitement rising in Su Zifan's eyes. She rushed in front of him and said, "Others might not know, but you know best, my mom likes you so much …"

She did not finish her sentence because she was afraid that she would cry if she said one more word.

When she hurried out of the Starbucks, Su Zifan finally couldn't hold it in and asked, "Xin Ran! Have you ever loved me? "

Xin Ran's footsteps stalled as she slowly turned around. At that moment, the look in her eyes was like that of a lost child who couldn't find his way home, filled with confusion and fear.

Her somewhat pale lips moved a few times, not knowing what else to say at a time like this.

What else could he say?

He took two steps forward before he unwillingly said the words that had been hidden in the depths of his heart for a long time: "Actually, it's because you don't love me, so you can't even feel the pain, much less see my pain and regret, right?"

"So you didn't even think about forgiving me, did you? Because you don't want to marry me, do you? " Su Zifan's eyes became more painful every time he asked a question. When he was only two meters away from her, he stopped and laughed in surprise.

Xin Ran's eyes were filled with an undetectable pain, and she was shaking her head very slowly.

No.

Someone took out their cell phone and madly patted it on their back. The excited sounds made Xin Ran's eyes twitch. She was like a defeated person as she hurriedly turned around and ran out of the room. As she ran faster, she was panicking.

The car tires and asphalt made an ear-piercing noise. Xin Ran felt her body turn black and without any sign of pain, she fainted.

The chauffeur quickly opened the door and rushed out of the car. He used his hands to help the pale-faced man up. When he turned around, he heard a sound coming from the car at the same time.

"Send her to the hospital."

"Yes, sir." Jiang Wenjue, who was the driver and bodyguard, picked up the driver and put him in the back of the car. Then, he heard the person inside casually say, "Put him down."

Jiang Wenjue did not dare to disobey these kind of commands. He put the person down and backed away half of his body. When he closed the car door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of what he thought was an illusion.

Mr. Zhou actually reached out his hand to feel the breath under the woman's nose, who was in a coma with a pale face.

After driving all the way, he still felt that the scene was even more horrifying than the end of the world. Impossible, impossible, he must have been hallucinating.

As expected, when the car arrived at the hospital, the person behind the car didn't have any intention of getting off. Ignoring him, he let Jiang Wenjue carry the person off the car and shouted: "Doctor! The ambulance! "

To complete the procedures before the first aid, Jiang Wenjue was quite conscious. When he went to complete the procedures, he called Mr. Zhou's assistant to ask him to come to the hospital and drive Mr. Zhou to the airport. The assistant hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, sir?"

Jiang Wenjue said sorrowfully, "So what if it's not Mister? I was driving when a woman rushed out of Starbucks and fainted before I hit her." He secretly spat again and cursed, "What f * cking bad luck!"

The assistant was relieved and told him it wasn't too far away. He would be there in a few minutes.

"Don't miss Mr. Zhou's plane, he's going to London in a while," Wu said.

"Got it."

The car had been parked in the parking lot, and the people in the car didn't seem to be in a hurry. They just closed their eyes and rested.

When the assistant came over, she immediately found the low-key Hui Ta. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. She turned around and smiled, "Sir, I'll take you to the airport."

"No need." The voice of the person behind the car with his eyes closed was extremely faint.

The assistant was taken aback, but remained calm on the surface as he asked, "Then, how about I send you home?"

Since he wasn't going to the airport, it meant that he didn't plan to fly to London tonight. Besides going home, he couldn't possibly go to the company after work, right?

Who knew that the person behind him would actually say, "No rush."

Then without another word, he raised his right leg and elegantly placed it on his left knee. His long fingers tapped lightly on his knee with a rhythmic rhythm.

The assistant seemed to have understood something as she opened the door and got out of the car, "Let me go see if the matter with Big River is settled." He quickly made his way to the hospital's revolving door.

It wasn't hard to find. Not to mention that his assistant had all sorts of guesses, he immediately called Jiang Wenjue and asked: "Which floor are you on?"

After Jiang Wenjue told him the floor, he asked curiously, "Why are you asking this? "It's already late, if you don't send Mr. Zhou to the airport, his plane will miss its timing!"

When he was halfway through, the elevator rang and the assistant walked towards the ward he was standing in with big strides. There was a strange look in his eyes as he asked, "Woman?"