Han Yurou no longer entangled with Rong Jincheng.

Three days later, seeing that Rong Jincheng's injuries were healed and she could walk, she quickly took away everything.

Many things were brought by her, including lunch boxes, chopsticks, pillows... This time, she took them all away.

Rong Jincheng did not move. He sat silently on the bed and watched her collect things until the room was empty again.

His face was as calm as water, but the waves were already surging in his eyes.

He pursed his lips and looked at Han Yurou like this.

"I'm leaving." She packed up a bag and glanced at him.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this period of time." Rong Jincheng finally spoke, his eyes still falling on her face, "This is my truth."

"Okay, I'll accept it."

"Is it okay to give you something? I'm really bored in hospital these days. I made a small thing." Rong Jincheng opened the drawer and took out a felt rabbit, with yellow fur, black eyes, and long ears, "can be hung on the key."

The little rabbit is very cute, which inexplicably reminds Han Yurou of "Yaya".

Yaya is also very cute, but it is lost.

She once suspected that it was the servants of Jinyuan who captured it, but what could she do? In the eyes of the servants of Jinyuan, she was nothing more than a love that was kept.

As long as Rong Jincheng doesn't go back to Jinyuan, they will take the opportunity to bully her. Yaya is so obedient and will not run away by herself.

In fact, the truth could be known by just the first trial, but she was too tired and didn't like to do anything when she was in Jinyuan.

It’s just a pity that my love with Yaya is.

After all, when she was so lonely that she was sad, the little rabbit was there to accompany her.

If you know that feelings will end one day, it is better not to start.

Without a start, there is no end.

Rong Jincheng hooked the little rabbit with his fingers: "Take it away and give it to you... I have a good craftsmanship, but I haven't done it for many years. My mother likes to make these gadgets, especially felt dolls. She is skillful and the dolls she makes come alive. The rabbits are like rabbits and kittens are like kittens. She used to rely on these to support me. She didn't have milk when she gave birth to me, and she relied on selling gadgets to buy milk powder for me. She always made these little things day and night to subsidize the household income."

"I was naughty when I was a child. Although she refused to teach me and felt that doing this was useless, I insisted on learning it, so she hooked it to me one by one. I was smart and learned quickly. Other children were playing with mud, so I played this. After the age of five, Rong Jianguo laughed at me and said that this was something a girl made, and threw away all the materials I had treasured, and threw away all the only felt dolls left by my mother to me."

"I never did it again later. I didn't expect that the craftsmanship will still be there for twenty years!"

Rong Jincheng said word by word, and the little rabbit in his hand swayed slightly with his breath.

The little rabbit has big watery eyes.

Rong Jincheng looked at her, stretched out his hand, his voice calmed, and his face did not fluctuate: "You take it away, I won't do anything else, I will do this."

Han Yurou put her hands behind her back, her eyes firmly: "No."

She doesn't want his things.

Even if it's just a felt rabbit.
Chapter completed!