Always in Love with You

At eight o'clock in the morning, Polly arrived at the hospital on time. But there was no one in the ICU. Polly called Lisa, but her phone was off.

She knew that woman's phone shouldn't have been turned off at this time. A person like her would never run out of electricity. The only reason was she avoided seeing her like the previous several times.

A sense of foreboding overwhelmed her.

She asked a nurse on duty and the nurse told her that the patient inside had entered the operating room and had the liver transplant surgery. She said that she was the daughter of that patient, and the liver that was transplanted in her body. Why did the patient enter the operating room.

The nurse looked at her strangely, saying that the patient had found a new liver. She also said that her filial piety is very moving, but such a thing as giving liver is still dangerous, very grateful for her.

Polly was on the verge of breaking down.

'how could she lie to me!

Now she had dropped from school and the debt from her parents reached five million. How should she repay that huge sum of money!

It was not until now did she understand that the woman's real purpose was to use this issue to make their family broken up.

She didn't take a car but went back to A University from the hospital. It took her two hours.

thick clouds, and the sky gradually darkened. Layers upon layers of water and ink gathered, rendering the dense mass of lead grey

face, it stimulated her skin and brought her a sharp pain. In the dead of the road, there was nobody. All the shops had

weather forecast said it would snow tonight. The weather in A City

hold on any longer and sat down in frustration. She was shivering all over, and her hair was messed up by the wind. But she could no longer care about it. Her heart seemed to be

hidden and untouched in her memory slowly enlarged and

was. No matter how sad she was, a gentle smile from him was enough

He met someone he liked in another distant country and he

herself that as long as he was alive, she would be close to him no

she was wrong. At last, she could not bear such loneliness

wanted was a hug. A hug was

soft as dust, on her hair and on her

tobacco willows fluttered in the air with the gentle breeze,

hand. The coldness gripped her palm, as if

jade white snow. The security guard of the library turned his

was covered with a thin layer of snow and a series of footprints was stamped, forming two

her away from sitting on the ground. She scolded with worry, "what are you doing here? The floor is cold! Girls can't stand the