Seeing this, I anxiously stepped forward and asked, "Piaopiao, what's wrong with her? Can she be treated?"
Piaopiao looked at me, shook her head lightly and said, "Even if her poison is cured, she won't live long because her blood has been corrupted. I'll give it a try, but you have to be mentally prepared."
Piao Piao took the lead to walk out of the garden. I stared blankly at Wu'er, feeling uncomfortable in my heart. I once cursed Wu'er for a miserable end, but I didn't expect that when this day comes, I can't accept this fact.
.
I still care about the little relationship I had with her back then.
However, what is supposed to come will still come. Is this retribution, or is someone doing it on purpose?
I walked out of the garden in despair, not knowing where to go. Thinking that Wu'er would pass away soon, my heart became filled with panic.
I casually walked to a pavilion, sat down, and stared at the quiet sky in a daze. The floating clouds floated slowly, and finally transformed into Wu'er's face, just like the way she looked when she smiled.
"Don't you want to see me? If that's the case, why are you following me?" Seeing that Yang Yumo had been following me without making a sound, I spoke.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to think about that bitch..."
"She is not mean. She must have had her own reasons for attacking me back then. I remember when she gave me the spring poppies, she also said sorry to me. She knew it was wrong, but she had no choice.
I don't know who that person is, who would do such a vicious thing. After doing it, he would attack Wu'er. That person is crazy." I murmured softly, recalling the scene at that time.
If I knew who was treating me like this, I would make that person feel the same pain.
"No matter what the reason is, Wu'er is the one who poisoned you. This is the fact. Therefore, this is that woman's fault."
"Everything in the world cannot be distinguished by simple right and wrong. Even if Wu'er poisons me, I can't hate her. Just because I once cared about her friendship." No one knows that Wu'er extended a helping hand to me at that time.
, how much it means to me.
Yang Yumo is not me, and I don’t know how sad I was when I was hurt by him.
If that kind of pain happens again, my fate with him will definitely come to an end. There is no doubt about this.
Yang Yumo did not argue with me about this matter anymore. He just sat quietly with me, watching the clouds disperse, the sun set in the west, and the sky was filled with red clouds.