Chapter 273
Stay Away My CEO Ex Husband Angel Lost
Chapter 273 Are You My Jenny Hearing a familiar voice, the person in the wheelchair froze.
He turned his head slowly and looked at the person standing on the stepsâ¦
A long red dress, short hair, and a breeze blowing, revealing a beautiful face.
It was the face in his memory that he had recalled countless times in his dreams. Even though the dress was not the same as before, that face was still the same as before.
He faced the light, crossed the sea of flowers, stared at her in a daze, but didnât dare to move an inch, only dared to look at each other from afarâ¦
She has appeared in this way many times, but every time he rushed towards her, she disappeared.
Iâm afraid the person in front of me is just an illusion. If you canât grasp it. donât bother her and let her stay for a whileâ¦
âHillâ¦â
That gentle and quiet voice called him again, which made him feel unrealâ¦
He didnât react until he saw her slowly walking down the steps, crossing the sea of flowers and walking in front of him.
The book in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Unbelievably, he raised his head slightly and looked at the person standing in front of him.
âYouâ¦â¦â
He uttered a word with difficulty, deep and hoarse, as if he hadnât spoken for a long time.
Jennifer looked at him from top to bottom with red eyesâ¦
A handsome and elegant face, delicate and soft features, dim and gloomy eyes, so dark that no light can see through.
Only when her figure is reflected, there is such a bright light in her eyesâ¦
He was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, looking gentle and elegant as before.
Itâs just that the legs under the suit pants seem to be weak, sagging on the wheelchair, as if they canât stand up anymoreâ¦
Jennifer squatted down slowly, raised her hand and touched his leg: âHill, whatâs wrong with your leg?â
He was still staring at her in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief, âAre you⦠are you Jenny?â
Jennifer raised her head and met the man staring at her, âHill, Iâm Jenny, Iâm backâ¦â
When the person in the wheelchair heard this clear and powerful voice. his eyes moved slightly, and a blush gradually stained his eye sockets.
He finally dared to reach out and touch the palm-sized face.
Only when he touched that warm skin did he dare to believe that she was real.
He took a deep breath several times, but he still couldnât suppress his broken emotions: âYouâ¦why did you come back.â
His voice trembled to the extreme, causing Jennifer to hold back tears to fall: âIâm sorry, Hill, Iâm late.â
He shook his head lightly, gently wiped away the tears rolling down his cheeks for her, and said to her, âDonât cryâ¦â
He still treats her as tenderly as he did when he was young, as if nothing is important to him, as long as she is good.
The sadness in Jenniferâs heart, like everything growing, trapped her in the past, unable to extricate herself, making her cry on him.
Hill raised his hand and patted her on the back lightly, the silent tears also accompanied her, falling slowlyâ¦
The girl he had missed for three years came back on a day when the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing.
With a hopeless belief, he sat here everyday waiting for herâ¦
Because when he once said that he would commit suicide in front of her grave, she had answered him.
She said: âHill, if I die earlier than you, donât rush to do stupid things, just find a place full of flowers, sit there and wait for me, no matter how the time changes, one day, I will reappear in front of you.â
He knew that she was just giving him a belief in living, but he didnât expect that she would really keep her promise and reappear in front of him.