Lin Yixun came out from the inpatient department and indeed saw Ouyang Hao's figure in the back garden of the hospital.
Seeing her, Ouyang Hao's face was full of pain. He opened his mouth, trying hard for a long time before a dry voice emerged, "Song Yi has told me everything."
There was no surprise on Lin Yixun's face; she had long expected Ouyang Hao to seek out Song Yi.
Expressionless, she said, "Yes, I am Lin Yixun. But so what? Ouyang Hao, we can't go back to the past anymore."
"No, it's not too late for anything. Yixun, as long as you're willing, we can leave together right now. You don't need to worry that Leng Yixiu will hinder us; I'm no longer the same as before. If you're afraid my family will oppose us, don't worry about that either. My parents aren't as domineering as they were four years ago, and with some persuasion, she won't oppose us. As for my brother, he's too busy to interfere with our matters now."
