156: C156 There will Always be One Person Who will Leave

C156 There will Always be One Person Who will Leave

Pei Yihuan clenched the letter with his big hand. His eyes were dark like surging waves, as if he was going to be buried in it.

His tall body moved. He stood up and walked out of the ward.

"Second Brother, where are you going?" Pei Yifeng looked at his back in confusion.

He didn't say anything and didn't stop walking. Pei Yihuan only left his back, which was emitting a cold Qi.

When they returned to Pei estate, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. There was silence in Pei estate and the servants were already resting.

Walking upstairs, Mo Wan placed the bag on the bed and her eyes inadvertently looked at the white paper on the bed. She curiously picked it up.

The room was silent and only her faint breathing drifted. After a long time, she put the paper back to its original position.

She did not expect that Pei Yihuan and Zuo Lan would have such an entanglement. Such a long history...

However, she only wanted to say one thing to Pei Yihuan. There was no need for him to put the letter in such an obvious place for her to see. There was really no need...

He placed the white paper here. Did he want her to clearly see the old man's last words? He wanted her to stop dreaming with the title of Young Madam Pei and not wait for him to personally propose a divorce...

She was also a human. She was not a scoundrel. She had planned to pack her luggage and leave this time when she returned to the Pei family...

There was no need... There was no need for her to stay here anymore...

Her heart was bitter and painful. She turned around and Mo Wan packed her luggage. Actually, there was nothing much to pack. There were only a few of her old clothes.

In a moment, everything had been tidied up. Then, she left Pei estate without looking back and walked into the deep night...

It was already very late at night. There were no stars in the night sky, and the dark clouds covered the entire sky...

On the lonely and empty street, Mo Wan was alone with her luggage and her father's urn in her hands. This was all of her family property. Then, she walked forward step by step...

She had never had a family, and she was also the person who was always abandoned. Just like what Pei Yihuan said, Yijing, Yifeng and Shuang were all waiting for Zuo Lan, waiting for her. Zuo Lan returning home was their home...

And she was just a passerby in their lives. Even if she liked Yijing, Yifeng and Shuang, she had no right to stay there.

Suddenly, a song came from the empty street and slowly... drifted into her ears.

"The bright street, suddenly assaulted by a cold flow, a distant gentleness, an unsolvable anxiety, Is he drifting along with the flow... "

Mo Wan was slightly stunned. She stopped in her tracks and let the song surround her.

"The dream is a hydrogen balloon. It flies out of the sky and turns into nothing in the end. A person is sleepwalking, like a running rhinoceros. Until the end, he does not want to rest. If love needs to be kept together, hate needs freedom even more, love and hate must be entangled endlessly..."

"What can I use to save, like love is hard to accept, who can protect who, who can wait for their wish, what can I use to save, love can cut throats with blood, who can protect who, can make love forever... What can I use to save, when love is hard to accept, who can protect who, who can wait for their wish, what can I use to save, what can I use to save, who can protect who, who can make love forever..."

Standing there, Mo Wan slightly tilted her head and listened quietly.

"When it is deep in the night, I will lurk in your wound. Dream is a hydrogen balloon, it will fly out to the sky and turn into nothingness in the end..."

She had never liked a song so much, she had never really liked it...

It even made her have an illusion from the bottom of her heart... as if... as if this song was sung specifically for her...

There was no heart-wrenching scream, nor was there any touching and beautiful scene. Just the simple and straightforward lyrics caused her to resonate in her heart.

After a long time, Mo Wan welcomed the cold wind and listened to the sorrow as it passed by her ear.

It was only until her feet were somewhat numb from the cold and her hands were so cold that she did not feel anything did she come back to her senses and continue to walk forward...

The night sky that was originally covered by dark clouds also changed. The dark clouds swept over and the wind became more and more violent. Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky and landed on Mo Wan's body...1

She did not dodge nor did she care about the drifting rain. She just stuffed the urn into her coat and did not let the rain get wet. As she walked, she pulled her suitcase and walked unhurriedly. The dim yellow street lights pulled her figure that fell to the ground, long and thin...

Have you ever seen such a woman in the middle of the night? She pulled her suitcase and slowly strolled in the drifting rain. ...

Women like that had probably been hurt before. Their hearts were full of stories. Although they were weak, they were strong enough to make people want to cry.

Pei Yihuan's tall figure walked out of the old man's room. He held a book in his hand.

The edges of the book seemed to have faded due to frequent reading.

He pushed open the door of the room, pursed his thin lips, and walked straight in. When he saw the paper on the bedside table that looked like it had been touched, his long and narrow eyes suddenly narrowed.

However, the room was silent. There was no sound or aura. It was the same as when he left for the old man's room, nothing had happened...

However, his heart was inexplicably moving and jumping. Even his eyes were jumping. Then, as if he was tightly gripped by something, a part of his heart suddenly became empty. It was as if he had lost something and was no longer complete...

At this moment, his phone rang...

Pei Yihuan retracted his dark gaze, restrained his thoughts, and picked up the phone.

"President Pei, the most authoritative doctor in the United States has been organized. The flight tonight will reach A City tomorrow." The secretary's voice came from the phone.

"Organize all the most authoritative medical doctors. After getting off the plane, we will go straight to the hospital." He ordered in a low voice.

"Yes, President Pei."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yihuan picked up his black windbreaker and left, heading towards the hospital.

The next morning.

At the station.

Mo Wan sat at the station for an entire night. Even her drenched and cold clothes were finally warmed up by her.

She had always been a person who was constantly abandoned and then constantly wandering...

After being born in this world for 19 years, she shockingly turned around and discovered that... The only place she could call home was the countryside where she lived with her grandmother...

Where was her only home? The only place she was tired, hurt, hurt, and tired was the safe harbor where she could lick her wounds.

For the last time, she took a deep look at the bustling A City, but there was no place for her to stay. Then she sat on the bus and left without looking back...

It was already night time when she returned to the countryside.

Mo Wan opened the door of the room and walked in. Because it had been too long since someone stayed in the room, the room was already covered with dust. Even the corners of the wall were covered with spider webs."

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