Almost like a gust of wind, Qian Lianxia rushed into the room in an instant and sat in front of Zhen Hua's bed, holding her cold hand. Her hand was very cold. Although the left chest was wrapped in white gauze, it was still cold.
The bleeding still couldn't be stopped, blood seeped out bit by bit, and soon dyed the white gauze red. Because of the excessive blood loss, Zhen Hua's face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and he could no longer withstand the loss of blood.
And go with the wind.
"Zhen Hua, what's wrong with you? Wake up. You can't sleep. Wake up. What's wrong?" Qian Lianxia covered her lips with one hand to prevent crying, and shook Chu Hua's body vigorously with the other.
A gust of wind hit her from behind, and her movements were stopped. Hao Lianfeng's distressed expression appeared in front of her eyes, "Miss Qian, don't shake her. She has been shot in the heart. Already, already -"
Qian Lianxia was in disbelief when she heard this, and turned around in slow motion to look at the woman on the bed.
It had only been a few days, but when they met again, they saw a living person lying lifeless on the bed. Qian Lianxia almost felt that everything was like a dream.
As if she felt someone calling her, her crystal-clear jade fingertips moved, and then her beautiful eyelashes slowly opened. Her formerly deep and beautiful pupils were a little dull and thin when looking at Qian Lianxia.
His lips moved together and he said: "Xia?" It seemed to be affirmative, but it was also certain.
Qian Lianxia held back the tears rolling out of her eyes and choked: "Yes, I am, Zhen Hua..."
Qian Lianxia only said these two words, and tears flowed down, "Zhen Hua, you won't die, you have to live well, you won't die..."
Xun Hua tried his best to hold up Qian Lianxia's palm and squeezed it tightly. He sighed with satisfaction and said, "It's great. I've finally waited for you."
"Xia," Xun Hua said every word so carefully. There was not a trace of blood on her fair snow-skinned skin. Qian Lianxia was afraid that the only hand holding her would leave just like that.
"Can you...promise me two things...," she breathed out slowly, as if word by word came out of her lungs, and those mysterious and lifeless eyes locked her gaze firmly.
I was afraid that Qian Lianxia would say no.
"Okay, tell me," Qian Lianxia casually wiped away the tears on her face and leaned close to Zhen Hua's ear, "let alone two conditions, even if you say a hundred, I will work hard to complete it for you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xun Hua smiled weakly, "I only want these two, as long as... you are willing to promise me these two..., even if I... die now... I will... I will be satisfied..."
Her eyes were already half-open, but she still looked at Qian Lianxia persistently, "The first one is, you... you must make... let the young master... be happy..."
Upon hearing this, Qian Lianxia shed more tears and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I will definitely let him get well, I will definitely do it."
"The second one, the second one...," Zhen Hua's dull eyes looked at the clear and charming face outside the door, with deep love in his eyes.
Qian Lianxia also followed her gaze, and Ye Shengge was also looking at them, walking towards here step by step.
When I saw him, I felt even more sad.
"Young Master, can you, can you, kiss me, just like you usually kiss Xia, okay?" She said these words very hastily, and there was an unusual blush on her cheeks, like a flashback.
Before a woman died, she asked the man to agree to her husband's wish to kiss her. Qian Lianxia looked at the painting and felt her nose become sore.
She was so lucky to be loved by Ye Shengge, and how unlucky Xun Hua was to bear this unrequited love alone for so many years. What was even more valuable was that they were obviously love rivals. If Xun Hua wanted Ye Shengge's kiss, she wouldn't have to.
Passed her opinion, but Xun Hua asked for her opinion.
Qian Lianxia stood up and left the bed, making way for the empty seat.
Xun Hua respects her and values the sisterhood between them, so she respects her too.
There was no expression on Ye Shengge's face, but she sat on the edge of the bed, then leaned forward. Under Chong Hua's hopeful eyes, his cold thin lips slowly pressed against her forehead.
That kiss seemed to be frozen in Zhen Hua's heart forever.
She smiled, and the weak smile on her lips bloomed brightly, like a jasmine flower blooming in an empty valley, fragile and solitary in its beauty.
"Pa—" Her hands fell weakly by the bed, and her beautiful pupils were completely closed.
"Revelation!!"
The funeral was the next day. Zhen Hua had said before that if she died one day, she would not lie in a cold coffin. I hoped someone would burn her body and scatter her ashes to every corner of the world.
, let her float away in the wind.
This request was not fulfilled by anyone else, but by the man she had loved all her life.
Ye Shengge burned her body and literally spread her ashes into the world.
The wind on the mountain was very strong that day, and the scattered ashes were blown high into the sky by the wind. They disappeared with the direction of the wind, just like the mysterious and beautiful woman who was as mysterious and beautiful as the orchid in the empty valley. Just like that, she disappeared in the sky.
in this world.
There is one less of you in this world, but Qian Lianxia knows that some people will never disappear, and she will always stay in the hearts of some people and will not go away for many years.
Although Zhen Hua requested that her ashes be scattered and she didn't like to lie in the grave, Ye Shengge still held a grand funeral for her. All expenses were set according to the level of the Dragon Gang elder.
That day, the cemetery was full of men dressed in black. On the same rainy day, everyone held a black umbrella and stood solemnly and straight in front of the tombstone, bowing.
Qian Lianxia stood next to a pine and cypress holding an umbrella. She looked at Ye Shengge in the front standing tall and straight from a distance. Hao Lianfeng next to him held an umbrella for him, with a look of regret on his face.
She didn't know how long she stood there, but she only knew that she shouldn't go there. That space was reserved for Chen Hua and Ye Shengge.
The wish that she could not fulfill during her lifetime was finally fulfilled after her death.
Qian Lianxia was facing that direction from a distance, and raindrops blew into her eyes, bringing out the tears that she had finally held back.
Through the drizzle, she seemed to see the woman named Zhen Hua, sitting at the bar of Encounter, having a drink with her. Those days were no longer possible.
Qian Lianxia sniffed and without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the cemetery.
The sky was gray, indicating that a heavy rain was about to come. It rained on the day when Chong Hua died, and it also rained on the day when Chong Hua was buried. It seemed like even the sky was crying.