Don't be afraid, come on, let the flax fall."

Walking on a stall covered with flowers, the man she loved most in her life stood in front of her. The originally touching scene made Qiao Anhe's nervousness disappear like a deflated rubber ball after Jiang Bi's voice fell, except for being funny.

The father handed his daughter-in-law to his son and watched the two exchange rings and kiss deeply under the witness of the pastor. The smile on his face was not lost for a day.

The wedding venue was bustling with excitement, and there were well-known celebrities at home and abroad present. The luxurious wedding party that attracted attention began. Qiao Anhe wore a wedding dress and went around the back garden to change into the second dress under the leadership of the makeup artist.

"Miss Qiao, stay."

Just as a few girls were walking towards the back garden talking and laughing, an old voice sounded, interrupting the girls' laughter.

When Qiao Anhe heard the sound, he turned around and saw an unexpected person.

"Xiao, Uncle Xiao." Qiao Anhe did not expect to see Xiao Yan here. Although she sent an invitation to the Xiao family, she never expected that it was not Xiao Meng but his father Xiao Yan who came.

Xiao Yan nodded in greeting, looked at the girls around Qiao Anhe, and said in a serious and sad voice: "Miss Qiao, I want to have a private conversation with you."

Jiang Bi has always disliked meeting the Xiao family, and was especially dissatisfied with the person named Xiao after being rejected several times. When she heard Xiao Yan made this request, she sneered and said: "Uncle, today is our Anhe's wedding ceremony. You are an old man?"

Just have a wedding drink ahead, we don’t have time to change clothes."

With that said, Jiang Bi pulled Qiao Anhe and started to leave.

"Wait, Miss Qiao, I only need five minutes. This matter is very important to you and Xiao Meng." Xiao Yan never asked for help, but when he saw Qiao Anhe being pulled away, he said a little eagerly.

Qiao Anhe looked at Xiao Yan's anxious expression. Thinking of the strange behavior of the Xiao family some time ago, he couldn't help but wonder: Could it be related to Xiao Meng?

Thinking of Xiao Meng, Qiao Anhe comforted the somewhat angry Jiang Bi and said, "Okay, okay, you go to the locker room and wait for me. I'll be there right away."

"No, it's you today..." Jiang Bi refused and looked at Xiao Yan with some reproach.

"Okay, okay, I won't waste time, go quickly." Qiao Anhe glanced at the makeup artist on the side, who immediately pulled Jiang Bi away.

After everyone left, only Qiao Anhe and Xiao Yan were left in the back garden.

"Uncle Xiao, what do you want to say to me?" Qiao Anhe smiled gently, with no resentment towards the Xiao family in his eyes.

"Miss Qiao, I am here today to apologize to you for everything I have done before." As he spoke, Xiao Yan bowed abruptly to Qiao Anhe, which scared Qiao Anhe and took a few steps back.

"Uncle Xiao, what are you doing, what happened?" Qiao Anhe helped Xiao Yan up in a panic, not understanding what happened to him.

Xiao Yan stood up, his cloudy eyes sparkling with tears, and said sadly: "Miss Qiao, please go and see Xiao Meng. He, he doesn't have long left."

"What happened to Xiao Meng? Didn't he say nothing happened? How could this happen? What happened to him?" Qiao Anhe wanted to know everything eagerly. Why was everything different?

"Miss Qiao, Xiao Meng never wanted to hurt you. The kidnapping that year actually had nothing to do with Xiao Meng. Everything was planned by me, just to make you misunderstand that Xiao Meng left him. Everything

I did it all, please forgive me." After saying that, Xiao Yan bowed to Qiao Anhe again to express his apology.

"Why, how could this happen?" Tears slipped down without warning, and Qiao Anhe's body swayed and he could hardly stand still.

"Be careful." Xie Yichen stood behind Qiao Anhe at some point and hugged her unstable body.

Xie Yichen looked at the uninvited guest unhappily, feeling the person in his arms tremble, and his voice was filled with anger: "Mr. Xiao, if you are here to have a wedding banquet, please sit in front of me. I don't want anyone to say anything unhappy about my bride today."

things."

Xiao Yan ignored Xie Yichen and stared at Qiao Anhe for a moment: "Xiao Meng has been on a plane since he was a child. This time he went abroad for stomach transplantation and anti-cancer treatment. The doctor determined that the success rate of this operation was only 4%. Xiao Meng

I have given up. I hope you can go see him and let him still have hope for life. Please, Miss Qiao."

At the end of the speech, Xiao Yan burst into tears and saw in front of his eyes the photo of his son holding onto their photo when he was weak.

He was wrong, he was really wrong!

Qiao Anhe was trembling all over and burst into tears when she heard that Xiao Meng's chance of survival was only 4%.

"An He, let's go and see him." Xie Yichen's anger disappeared under Qiao Anhe's tears. Looking at Xiao Yan, he seemed to have aged dozens of years for a moment, and he could feel the sadness in his heart.

"Thank you, Yichen."

The two of them made a decision immediately. Xie Yichen pulled Qiao Anhe, who was still wearing a white gauze, into the car and drove straight to the airport. The speed was so fast that he almost passed several red lights. The police car behind them chased him, and there was a drama of chasing each other on the road.

As soon as the car stopped at the airport, Qiao Anhe got out of the car and ran straight to the airport. She had already lost the high heels on her feet, and her eyes kept looking for Xiao Meng.

There was a woman wearing a wedding dress. Everyone in the airport looked at her, wondering if she was a woman who got married and ran off with someone else. However, some people made way for her, hoping that she could find the person she was looking for.

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Qiao Anhe ran and watched until she saw the emaciated back of an author in a wheelchair at the registration desk, and her heart began to clench fiercely.

He walked softly, as if he was afraid of scaring that person, tears flowed down his cheeks drop by drop, and his voice was sweet and gentle: "Xiao Meng, won't you say hello to me when you leave?"

The voice was soft, but it made the coughing man in the wheelchair seem to be stopped and stopped moving.

"You are so boring, you didn't even tell me when you left, and you made me chase you."

"When are you coming back?"

Qiao Anhe's tears flowed rapidly with every step he took, until he was half-kneeling in front of Xiao Meng. Seeing his face that was pale due to his illness, his voice finally had a cry: "You lied to me, you said you were fine, why did you lie to me."

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Xiao Meng smiled warmly, his eyes fell on her tears, and he wiped them away bit by bit for her, saying, "I'm sorry."

"No! I don't want to hear you say sorry, I want you to live, I want you to live well." Qiao Anhe buried herself in Xiao Meng's lap and cried, as if thinking of something, she held his cold hand and said, "Xiao Meng, you

Promise me that you will live. Uncle Xiao told me everything. I don't blame you. I have never blamed you. Promise me that you will be fine, okay?"

"Sir, it's almost time to board the plane." The doctor behind Xiao Meng looked at the two of them and couldn't bear to disturb them, but it would be too late if they didn't board the plane. Xiao Meng's body could no longer bear the delay.

"Xiao Meng, please promise me." Qiao Anhe ignored the urging voices at the airport and stubbornly thought about his promise.

Xiao Meng looked at the wedding dress. She was supposed to be the happiest bride. At this time, she was squatting in front of her in embarrassment, insisting on her promise. With a soft heart, she stroked her cheek and said: "Anhe, I can't give
Chapter completed!