But reason and emotion never stand on the same line.
Even though he knew better than anyone that he shouldn't blame her, he still felt an indescribable sentiment spreading within his heart.
Mu Wanhua didn't know how to continue the conversation, and the atmosphere in the ward grew somewhat tense.
"Jingting," she took a deep breath, trying hard to summon a faint smile on her pale face, "Mom back then..."
"It's all in the past." Huo Jingting suddenly interrupted her.
No matter what happened in the past, it was all behind them now; he didn't want to hear anyone bring up the people or events from that time.
...
When Huo Jingting left, he encountered Rong Wei at the corner of the corridor.
She seemed much more haggard after caring for Mu Wanhua these past few days, her complexion an abnormal shade of white.
Seeing him approach, she instinctively stepped forward and asked, "Do you know my mother?"
Huo Jingting glanced at her and said nothing.
