"I'm not afraid that you are tired..." Her soft voice faintly came from his chest. Hearing the refreshing voice, Qin Feimo couldn't help but curl his lips, feeling very good.

In this way, under the surprised and envious eyes of some people entering and leaving the hospital, Feng Jinglei was carried all the way to the white coupe.

Putting her in the co-pilot, Feng Jinglei was ashamed of shame, her mind was even more confused, and she couldn't say a word.

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In the next few days, Feng Jinglei stayed at the Command’s Mansion and went to the hospital several times, but was left out by Xiang Jinnan.

She knew that he was in a bad mood, and no one would accept all of this frankly. He was only in his twenties. Losing his legs meant losing the light in his life, and his future was even thinner and he could not find a way.

Seeing her worrying about her every day, Zhuang Yanyan was also worried, but she was very helpless.

Leaning on the sofa and falling into deep thought, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

Feng Jinglei didn't care, until she saw the familiar name on the screen, she refreshed and sat up straight.

"Hey?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end before Xiang Jinnan spoke, "Jing Lei."

Feng Jinglei was a little flattered when she suddenly took the initiative to call her.

Because she went to the hospital several times in the past few days, he seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to anyone. Even his mother went there and just stayed quietly.

Listening to the modest voice inside, Feng Jinglei did not speak.

Xiang Jinnan immediately spoke again, "Sorry, because I'm not in a good mood these days, I'm a little bit..."

"It doesn't matter, I understand." She said quickly.

"In this matter, you really don't have to bear any burdens. I drove the phone by myself and didn't notice the vehicle ahead. It really has nothing to do with you."

After calming down carefully, he realized that his depressed attitude of not wanting to care about anyone might bring more self-blame and guilt to Feng Jinglei. Only when he thought of this, he suddenly wanted to open it. I made a phone call.

"But if it wasn't me..."

"Really, I never blamed you, not a single bit. The reason why I have been cold to you these days is because..." He paused, "I woke up suddenly, but was told that I might lose my legs, this The fact is that it's hard for me to accept it for a while, so I don't want to talk, and I am not blaming you."

Because he understood her sentimental character, he calmly said so much to her, not wanting her to have any burdens and self-blame.

"By the way, I heard your friends say that you and President Qin will have a wedding soon?"

It seems that this topic is very heavy, and after talking about it, Xiang Jinnan easily changed the topic.

Feng Jinglei was startled, thinking for a long time that her only friend was Luo Xiaoqian.

"Xiaoqian told you?"

"Yeah." Xiang Jinnan smiled, and when she wanted to open it, she was relieved. "She seems to be discharged from the hospital yesterday, and she comes to chat with me occasionally these days."

Feng Jinglei pursed her lower lip when she heard the words, then nodded, "Yes."

"Bless you, and finally find your own happiness."

The ‘bless you’ made Feng Jinglei even heavier.

She can find her own happiness, but what about him who lost her legs? Where does happiness come from.

"Jin Nan, I really..."

"Jing Lei." He interrupted her, "If you still have a burden, then it is really my burden."