During that month, Ann didn’t go to Suman again, and she didn’t have the internet to find information. She felt very tired.

The situation of trying to find out the truth only to find herself spinning around in the same place made her exhausted.

She decided to give up.

Forget the past and fear the future.

Just like Jing Cheng said that it is not easy to get her life back, she must live meaningfully and live well every day.

When Jing Cheng returned to the villa, Ann had a long talk with him calmly.

She told Jing Cheng that she didn’t want to be a cripple anymore, and she wanted to leave here and live a good life to be a border doctor.

Before, she had seen a documentary which explained the suffering nations in the world, and she wanted to help them with her own hands.

Have experienced compassion.

Jing Cheng sat opposite Ann. He quietly looked at her with a stubborn expression on her face and then sighed I know I can’t keep you.

☆ Chapter 17 He is so good.

Ann was most afraid of the sadness in Jing Cheng’s warm eyes. She once couldn’t remember anything, but after more than a year together, she remembered his kindness.

Ann really doesn’t want herself and Jing Cheng to come to the end of the road. This day, during the year, she tried to avoid accidents as many times as possible, and eventually she avoided it.

Love, guilt, regret and help … All kinds of emotions are entangled and tearing at her nerves. She bit her lip and her eyes were reddish, and her whole body trembled slightly. I’m sorry, I’m sorry …

The only thing she can do now is to keep apologizing.

Jing Cheng pinched his swollen nose and smiled. Don’t say sorry, Ann. Remember never to say sorry to me.

This man, what should she do with him?

Ann finally couldn’t help crying. She was afraid that she was too rude. She covered her face with her hands, and the surging tears continued to drip through her fingers.

Ah cheng, I …

She can’t deceive herself, let alone give him what he wants.

Jing Cheng leaned forward and patted her back with her palm. It’s not where will you go. We don’t cry, huh?

hmm! Ann hurriedly wiped her face with tears at random.

Jing Cheng pulled the paper and habitually tried to wipe Ann’s tears, but her finger stopped when it was about to touch her cheek.

Wipe it like a Xiaohua Mall.

He thrust a tissue into Ann’s hand.

Ann twisted the paper towel into a ball and gently buckled the raw edges with her fingertips. Ah, I want to leave in a few days.

Jing Cheng nodded OK and paused. He then said, You can go there, but I want to stay with you.

The conditions in those places are simple and life is hard, and he is reluctant to worry more about her safety.

Ann shook her head quickly. No, no, I can do it myself.

She lifted her legs to show Jing Cheng that she has recovered almost.

Jing Cheng has her own things, and she doesn’t want to drag him down because of herself.

She is destined to owe him in this life. If she owes him less, he will always feel less sad.

Jing Cheng pinched her tight thighs with her fingers and then smiled and said, I feel that you finally have the strength to kick me now.

With tears in her eyes, Ann hung I …

Her face was a little scared and flustered.

Looking at her quietly, Jing Cheng felt that his heart was being slowly cut open by a blunt knife. Every time he walked along the tip of the cut muscle grain, he would feel more painful.

He and she were doomed to never have sex again in this life on that stormy night.

He was unwilling to keep it again and again, even at the expense of covering up the truth and lying to her.

In the end, the injury is not only his own, but also his safety.

Jing Cheng slowly raised his hand and gently squeezed the small porcelain when his fingertips touched Ann’s little face.

Ann leng leng, the drop of water hanging in her eyes without tears suddenly rolled over.

He called her Xiao porcelain. He called her Xiao porcelain.

Small porcelain Jing Cheng shouted again, and his gentle voice was even more touching. He rubbed Ying An’s skin with nostalgia on his fingers. Small porcelain, you know? Your real name is Ou Porcelain, and my name is Lu Jing ‘an. This name is what I mean for you after your brain surgery. I hope you will be safe in this life.

Lu Jing rubbed her tears with her fingers. Do you blame me, little porcelain?

Ann’s face was full of tears, but she shook her head desperately. Ah, I don’t blame you. I like the name Ann. I really like it. Thank you …