999. Chapter 999 If I Was the One Who Got Hurt

Hearing the noise outside the door, Luo Xiaomei and Li Minhao turned their heads at the same time... Only to see a group of classmates carrying flowers and fruits, walking into the ward one after another.

Ke Jingheng walked in first, and he took the flowers and fruits one by one, sorted them out and placed them on the bedside table of the bed. During this process, he kept his head down and did not dare to look in the direction of the bed.

Even so, the scene before entering the door just now kept appearing in his mind...

Luo Xiaomei also lowered her eyes and did not look in his direction. She secretly used force to pull her wrist out of Li Minhao's hand.

Noticing her actions, Li Minhao's expression was stiff for a moment, but soon returned to his usual gentle and elegant smile. He said to the classmates who were gathered around the bed: "Thank you for coming to see me..."

Luo Yujun and He Chaoran stepped forward and gently patted his arm twice: "How is it, have you rested enough? When can you go back to class? I haven't played basketball with you for a long time..."

"Soon... In a few days, you can be discharged from the hospital." Li Minhao pursed his lips, but his eyes fell on Ke Jingheng's somewhat lonely back.

He knew his feelings for Luo Xiaomei, but... no matter what, he would not give her to him. Because she is the person he cherishes most in this world.

"Brother, I'll wash an apple for you to eat!" Li Mengshan picked out the biggest apple from the fruit basket, and just as she was about to go out, she was pulled by Luo Xiaomei.

"Let me do it!" Luo Xiaomei smiled at her, took the apple from her hand, and walked out of the ward door.

Behind her, there was a faint sound of classmates talking, but she didn't hear a word. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Didn't she always want to be with Li Minhao? Now... they are finally together.

After washing the apples, she just turned the corner and bumped into someone. There was a faint smell of grass on him...

Luo Xiaomei looked up suddenly, and what caught her eyes were a pair of deep and beautiful eyes like a cartoon boy. But at this moment, there was endless loss and sadness in these eyes...

"Yes... I'm sorry, actually you are very good..." Luo Xiaomei lowered her head and said the words that had been weighing on her heart since just now.

"I said, there is nothing to be sorry about." Ke Jingheng smiled bitterly, "I also said that you don't have to give me an answer. I just want to express my feelings..."

Never expected to get a response.

Luo Xiaomei's heart inexplicably twisted: "Then... Then I'll go back to the ward first."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and walked past him quickly, but was caught by his wrist unexpectedly.

She didn't dare to look back, and only heard his somewhat sad voice coming from behind: "If it was me lying on the bed now, would you be with me?"

Luo Xiaomei's small body trembled slightly, and she whispered after a while: "No... this if."

At a certain moment, she had thought - if Li Minhao was not injured, who would she choose?

But she quickly forced herself not to think about it. Because, there is no if.

There are already too many troubles in this world, and she can't be entangled and sad for the non-existent if...

The corridor of the hospital was gloomy and chilly. Everyone had a solemn and sad expression on their face, and several family members were crying heartbreakingly while holding a mobile bed.

Luo Xiaomei walked past them and suddenly felt a little like crying. It turns out that sadness and sadness are also contagious...