V106

  The man smiled and stroked her long hair, helplessly saying, "Xiang Xiang, you're too tense."

  He put down the magazine he had already flipped through nearly three times, smiled and said, "Xiaobai, I'm not nervous, but if I don't accompany you, what can I do? I came to France for you."

  For six years in France, there was only one white chess piece that was precious to her. In all the other moments, her mind was filled with thoughts of a certain person.

  "He's also here, isn't he?"

  "He should be in England now, left this morning, while I was still dreaming."

  If you don't have a deep understanding of her, it's absolutely impossible to detect the faint sense of loss in her tone. With a gentle smile, she said softly, "Xiaobai, I know what you want to ask. You don't understand him. If it wasn't for something very important, he would never leave me at this time."

  "You're making excuses for him." His voice turned cold, his thin lips pursed slightly, looking somewhat stern.

  He didn't say anything else, just said: "One day, he will prove it to you. Even if I am abandoned by the whole world, there will be a Lu Yiheng by my side."

  Bai Yi witnessed Nie Zhi's silence for six whole years, all for a Lu Yiheng. She was the most foolish girl he had ever met in his life. If Lu Yiheng were like her, then would he be foolish or foolish or foolish?

  Later on, Bai Yi finally came to an unshakeable conclusion regarding the question of whether Lu Yiheng was stupid or not - Lu Yiheng was stupid beyond salvation.

  After all, still foolish, right?

  "Do you know who donated a kidney for me?" Bai Yi skirted around that issue which he didn't want to get involved in, and asked.

  He shook his head slightly, his curved eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "The other party is unwilling to reveal their identity, perhaps they are a person who fears trouble."

  "Is there any other way to find out who he is?" she asked back, with a hint of expectation.

  "You rarely feel curious about anything."

  He smiled faintly and said, "Yeah, maybe it is. I don't know how to say it either. Maybe the surprise came too suddenly and I'm a bit at a loss."

  He turned pale and stretched out his index finger to tap her forehead, "Look at you, saying you're not nervous."

  Outside the ward, that tall man, in a black windbreaker, stood silently, quietly peering through the gap in the door at the small figure inside.

  Watching her lower her eyebrows and gaze downward, watching her bow her head in deep thought, watching her smile like a blooming flower...

  Within her own field of vision, such a scene, can it last... for a lifetime?

  Two days, forty-eight hours, for Nie Zhiyan, every day feels like a year, every minute and every second is spent in anxiety, just because she fears that the next moment Bai Yi will suddenly become critically ill again, or, she fears that the kind-hearted person will suddenly no longer be kind-hearted and give up saving Little White.

  But for Lu Yiheng, it was like a fleeting white horse, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

  Time is sometimes a sharp sword. It follows its predetermined path, yet it can still cut and tear at people's hearts in an invisible way.

  We pray for him to slow down a bit more, unfortunately he will never be able to hear it.

  Isn't it sad?

  Today, the weather dropped in temperature, Nie Zhiyan sat on a long bench outside the operating room, but his palms were sweating thinly.

  She is very afraid...

  The doctor said the risk of surgery was less than 10%, but even with such a small risk, she was still so nervous that her whole body was trembling.

  The long two hours seemed like an eternity.