Xia Qing raised her weak and blurry eyes and saw Xue Ting's tearful and anxious face. Heartache filled her heart. She supported her aching body and slowly raised her hand to touch Xue Ting's face, "Xue...Xue Ting...no... ...Don't...don't cry..." Pain spread throughout her body. Her eyes were soaked red with tears, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had been prepared for this moment and no longer had any fear of leaving.
"Okay, please cheer up and I won't cry..." Xue Ting sucked back the tears in her eyes, hugged Xia Qing tighter, and walked faster towards the safe exit.
Arriving at the exit where people from the Xueyu Group were waiting, Xue Ting ran out and shouted, "Tell Brother Shao to send someone to go to 402. Where are the goods?" There was almost an urgent cry in his voice.
Xue Ting drove the car all the way and kept talking to Xia Qing, who was sleeping next to him, "Honey, I think the Sha Deji pizza you made is delicious. You can make it for me when you have time." [
"My wife, you said last year that I won't take you on a trip, why don't we go after a while?"
"Honey, you said you don't want to run the bar anymore. How about we let my sister-in-law Ru Ge run it?"
"Honey, we haven't been intimate for a few days..." he said, but Xia Qing didn't respond. She just closed her eyes weakly.
"Honey, be good. If you can't sleep now, don't sleep. Let's go home and I'll hold you to sleep..."
"My wife, open your eyes and don't sleep. Please don't sleep..." Xue Ting's eyes were covered with crystal liquid and blurred...
It hurts like my heart is torn apart, it hurts
Finally arriving at the private hospital, Xue Ting hurriedly opened Xia Qing's clothes. He immediately saw that Xia Qing's white and tender skin was stained with red blood. He was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Turning on the operating light and facing the weak Xia Qing, he didn't know how to start the operation because if Zi was hit in the heart, the operation would have to touch the heart and damage the heart even if Zi couldn't kill her. will kill her
For the first time, Xue Ting felt so helpless and anxious, like an ant trying to escape from a fire.
Xue Ting held the scalpel in front of Xia Qing and shed tears of grief. Her hands kept trembling and her lips turned white.
"Xue...Xue Ting..." Xia Qing, who was lying on the bed with her upper body naked, let out a weak mosquito buzz.
"While I'm here..." Xue Ting's words were choked and painful. He moved his head closer to Xia Qing. Tears of guntan fell on Xia Qing's white skin mixed with blood. Nai's pain, facing the pain of loss, all attacked him. Let him be defeated
"No... don't cry." Xia Qing squeezed out a smile that was so weak that she didn't have any confidence. "Hug... hold me..." She panted slightly because she needed strength to speak, but the love overflowing from her voice was so thick and strong. full of despair
Xue Ting put down the scalpel, held up Xia Qing's body and held her in her arms. Tears fell on her thin shoulders. "Don't be afraid that I'm here. Don't be afraid that I'm here..." Xue Ting suppressed her words and murmured.
"Xue Ting...husband...meeting...meeting you...loving...falling in love with you is the greatest happiness of my life." Xia Qing's lips moved and her subtle voice reached Xue Ting's ears.
"I love you too. It's the luckiest thing in my life. I want to love you for the rest of my life and the next life and the next life..." Xue Ting hugged Xia Qing tightly and was afraid that her body would slip from his arms in the next second. Go down
Xia Qing smiled happily, "But...but I...I decided not to love you anymore in this life..."
"I love you as much as I love you all my life." Xue Ting's tearful lips kissed Xia Qing's round shoulder.
"No... take good care of Wanwan. In fact... actually... that night... the intoxicating drug in the wine that night was... I put it..." Xia Qing said with difficulty, using her last strength, she winced in pain. frowned[
That night, she originally put medicine in all the beers Huo Zhenghui drank. Unexpectedly, the staff made a mistake and poured medicine-laced wine into Wanwan's wine glass. By accident, Xue Ting drank it, causing Xue Ting and Wan Wan to fall apart. Wan's one-night stand
"Oh, I know my wife is the worst. She always likes to play pranks and always likes to scare me. Wife, cheer up and don't scare me. Husband, I'm timid and can't stand being scared." The same fear of Xia Qing leaving
"Be good to Wanwan...she...she has your baby...I...I love you..." Xia Qing's voice became louder and clearer as she finished the last word. Xue Ting clearly felt that he was hugging her. The body in his hand went limp without a trace of strength. The hand that had been caressing his strong back just now fell softly.
The moment his eyes closed, a drop of warm tears fell on the back of Xue Ting's neck, freezing the last warmth and sealing it into an enduring sorrow.
"Xia Qing...Xia Qing..." Xue Ting was shocked and murmured several times, but Xia Qing never responded.
Heartache clung to Xue Ting's heart like a shackle. He tightly hugged Xia Qing's body in his arms and closed his eyes, letting the tears fall freely. The heartache reached the edge of suffocation.
Love has become a sorrow and is frozen in eternity at this moment...
When she discovered that Xue Ting and Wanwan had a one-night stand, Xia Qing was so angry that her heart ached. No woman was willing to share her husband with another woman.
Xia Qing does not blame Xue Ting and has never disliked him. She is just sad that she cannot bring an heir to Xue Ting. This is a love that can witness the crystallization of love. Sadness. This is a love that is destined to be hopeless. All she can do is to fulfill it.
After knowing that Xue Ting and Wanwan went to bed, Xia Qing was in a blessing mood. She hoped that Xue Ting would be very happy, so even if she died, it would be worth it...
The breeze lifted up the white curtains, and the sandy curtains swayed gently, exuding a faint sense of sadness.
The pain of separation between life and death was truly heartbreaking. At this moment, Xue Ting didn't even have the strength to cry. He just wanted to spend time with her...
In the "One Meter Sunshine House", the old dean kept coughing. Yueran was busy pouring tea for her to drink to help the old dean calm down.
Ru Ge's heart was in severe pain, she frowned and looked at the old dean who was weak in breath with distress. She wanted to share something, but she couldn't.
She suddenly felt the cold air floating in the air. It was biting and cold, and a fearful pain suddenly hit her heart. She shrank, and suddenly she had a bad premonition, as if something was gradually leaving her. Go away...
"Cough cough...Little Yuanyuan...cough cough..." The old dean coughed violently several times, and dark red blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth as she coughed.
Ru Ge immediately squatted in front of the dean and grabbed her trembling hand. "Dean, I'm here with Xiao Yuanyuan, please have a good rest..." Ru Ge's voice choked with sobs.
The dean took a few weak breaths to hold on to his last sanity, "Xiao Yuanyuan...actually you are...you are...uh...ahem..." The dean forcefully forced the words out of his throat, but Before she finished speaking, she started coughing violently again.
Her trembling hands grasped Ruge tightly, she was so urgent and determined to say what was in her heart, but her body was shaking bit by bit as she coughed and became depressed in her weakness.
"Dean..." Ruge's tears fell violently and she called the dean with great heartache.
The dean was still forcing her, her eyes widened, and she took all the strength in her body to squeeze Ruge's hand even more harshly and urgently, "You..." Her voice came out hoarsely from her throat, "You are Lan... Lan ..." Before she finished speaking, the dean suddenly froze up like a spasm. Her dim eyes suddenly opened wide, her body shook a few times, and the words were forcibly sealed between her teeth [
In the astonished eyes of Ru Ge and Yue Ran, the old dean's body suddenly softened, and Ru Ge's hand, which he held tightly, suddenly dropped...
"Dean"
"Dean"
Ruge and Yueran exhaled in pain and screamed in grief, echoing throughout the room.
The dean, who had been running a charity and raising orphans for a living, passed away with her eyes wide open and left this complicated world forever with a secret that she had no time to tell...
The gunshots outside were still ringing out, but Yueran and Ruge could no longer hear them because their cries were louder than the gunshots. They cried heartbreakingly and their heads went blank...
When Xue Shao arrived, the scene he saw was Ruge and Yueran kneeling beside the old dean's bed, lying on her body that had not completely cooled down, crying so hard that their faces turned into a river of tears.
Xue Shao frowned and walked to Ru Ge with heavy solemn steps and light feet. He knelt down and caressed Ru Ge's thin body. He pressed her head against his strong chest and stroked her black hair. Crying in his arms, the tears soaked Xue Shao's clothes and warmed his chest, but they made him feel so uncomfortable.
Ru Ge grabbed Xue Shao's white shirt, buried her face in his strong chest, and cried loudly.
After a long time, when Ruge cried and ran out of energy and twitched continuously, Xue Shao's unique magnetic voice said with gentleness, "Okay, go back. People can't resurrect after death." He helped Ruge, who was sore from crying, up.
Ru Ge moved her red and swollen eyes from crying to Yue Ran who was lying on the bed crying and the lifeless dean. She couldn't help but sob twice, "Then...then take the dean away too..." She knew that it was very difficult now. It was confusing, but she couldn't leave the dean alone. Since Xue Shao could come in, he would definitely be able to take people out.
Ru Ge believes that Xue Shao also relies on Xue Shao
Xue Shao looked at the other side of the bed, his handsome eyes calm, and ordered in a low voice, "Go and carry the dean." He is not a philanthropist and has nothing to do with it. He is mentally capable of killing people. He has seen this kind of thing all the time. Xue Shao doesn't have much compassion for death, a natural thing.
But he can't ignore what his woman wants.
Several of the men behind Xue Shao stepped forward upon the order. A handsome man pulled away slightly and Yue Ran carried the dean on his back.