Lin Qian hung up the phone call with Madam Gu and took a taxi to the hospital.
After inquiring at the front desk, she found out which room Su Yu'an was in and quietly walked towards it.
Through the window, she could clearly see everything inside.
At that moment, Su Yu'an was resting with his eyes closed on the bed.
His brows and eyes still carried a familiar gentle elegance, always the considerate gentleman.
Lin Qian's fingers involuntarily curled up as she stared unwaveringly at the man inside, her nose feeling a bit sour.
If they could go back four years, if he hadn't broken up with her, what would they be like now?
No!
She shouldn't think about these things.
Time cannot be reversed, the past is the past.
Lin Qian sniffled, suppressing the acidity that almost escaped her.
As time ticked by, the man on the bed seemed to sense something, shifted, and suddenly opened his eyes.
Lin Qian quickly stepped aside, not letting Su Yu'an see her.