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Chapter 347
Chapter 347
Chapter 347 Goodbye. My Boy
Hill put down the contract in his hand, with a faint smile on his breezy face.
Jennifer was lying on the hospital bed, looking at him quietly from the side, as if seeing the boy from before.
He sat in the last row of the classroom, with one hand on the desk, looking at her passing by the window.
They looked at each other, as if they were saying goodbye to the regrets they missed each other when they were young.
After a long time, Hill withdrew his gaze, looked down at his watch, and when he looked up at Jennifer again, he seemed to have put it down.
“Jenny, I’m going back to DC at 4:15.”
Jennifer was still full of guilt, but when she saw his relieved eyes, she swallowed back what she wanted to say.
She looked at him, as she did when she sent him to the competition, and replied softly, “Hill, be careful on the road…”
Hill squeezed the fingers of the contract, and suddenly tightened a little “Jenny, do you still remember what 4:15 stands for?”
Jennifer thought for a while, but couldn’t remember what it meant, so she shook her head slightly at him.
Hill let go of the hand that was holding the contract in a desperate struggle, smiled bitterly, and pushed the wheelchair away.
Jennifer still couldn’t turn her head back, she could only hear the sound of the wheelchair rolling on the ground and gradually going away..
Looking at the white clouds outside the window, she vaguely remembered the scene when Hill held flowers and confessed to her when she was seventeen years old.
He said: “Jenny, the time when I said I like you was exactly 4:15, you have to remember this time, don’t forget.”
She replied: “Well, I will never forget.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
It turned out that 4:15 was the time when he confessed his love to her when he was seventeen…
Enduring the severe pain. Jennifer got up from the bed and looked back at Hill: “Sorry, Hill, I forgot…”
Hill’s wheelchair stopped for a moment, but he didn’t look back: “Jenny, it’s okay, as long as I remember.”
Jennifer’s tears fell again, the pain in her back: “Hill, will I see you again in the future?”
The tears that Hill held back also fell, but he didn’t look back: “Jenny, from now on, we won’t meet again, and… don’t contact again…”
Only by withdrawing from her life completely can he let her go forever.
Otherwise, what kind of method can he use to forget the person he has loved for half his life?
Hill pushed the wheelchair, without looking back, left the ward, left her…
Jennifer looked at the determined back, with tears in her eyes: “Hill, goodbye…”
Goodbye, my boy, goodbye, I owe half my life to Hill…
The man in the wheelchair, with red eyes, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, goodbye, Jennifer…
Wallace stood guard in the corridor, saw him leave the ward, and hurried towards him.
“Hill, Mr Smith is waiting for you at home, let’s go home…”
Hill turned his head, looked in the direction of the ward, forced himself to look away, and said to Wallence, “Go back to the orphanage first.”
Wallence replied ‘yes’, pushed him into the elevator quickly, and drove him to the orphanage.
Hill didn’t go to the orphanage, but came to the place where the wedding was held, staring at the grass in the distance.
The fate of Jennifer he picked up in the grass began and ended here.
But no one in this world will know that he will eventually be trapped in the past alone, unable to extricate himself forever.