Mo Jingyu sat on the leather chair, with his hands clasped together and resting on his chin, and he looked at her seriously for a long time.
"Wei Wei, let's end this relationship. I can't let go of Yin Yin. Although I really liked you before, after seven years of separation, that feeling no longer exists. Maybe the first time you showed up surprised me,
But once the surprise was over, I found that Yinyin suited me best."
"You...what did you say? Jingyu, don't scare me, I don't like to joke."
Chen Caiwei looked at Mo Jingyu's handsome face like a fool. She felt that she must have been hallucinating, how could she hear him say breakup.
"I'm not kidding, Weiwei, I haven't touched you, you can still find a good man."
"I don't want it!" She stood up like crazy, her eyes burning with anger, "Mo Jingyu, I don't want it, I just want you."
"I don't love you." He closed his eyes and said what he had wanted to say for a long time. He knew it would hurt her, but if this continued, three people would be hurt.
"Hahaha, I just realized today that you don't touch me not out of pity, but out of disdain, right?"
"Wei Wei..." Looking at her painful look, Mo Jingyu couldn't bear it. The woman with such sad eyes and showing pain was not the Chen Caiwei in his heart.
"Why?" She shouted hoarsely, "Jingyu, why do you do this to me? I love you so much."
She didn't want to leave back then, but there was no way. She couldn't just focus on the happiness in front of her. She wanted to be with him forever. If she didn't leave, she would die sooner or later.
"Wei Wei, I love her."
"Love?" she whispered. Did he fall in love with Bo Liangyin?
"Wei Wei..." Looking at Chen Caiwei who opened the door and walked out in despair, he would be lying if he said he didn't feel sorry for her. After all, she had always been the dream in his heart, even though it was already in the past tense.
"Tum——"
The sound of an object falling to the ground made Mo Jingyu hurriedly stand up and rush out. What caught his eyes was the slender and frail figure, who fell to the ground without any reaction, with bright red blood on his forehead.
"Weiwei, what's wrong with you? Weiwei?" Mo Jingyu took a few steps forward in surprise, helped her up, and let her lean into his arms.
Chen Caiwei closed her eyes and frowned. Her cheeks that were flushed just now were as pale as paper, and sweat slowly slid down her cheeks.
Mo Jingyu picked up Chen Caiwei in panic, rushed into the elevator, and drove her to the hospital.
He sat quietly on the corridor seat in front of the hospital's operating room, folding his hands on his chest and looking at the door of the operating room from time to time.
Chen Caiwei has been in there for three hours and still hasn't come out. Could something happen?
A few minutes later, with a soft sound, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor walked out tiredly.
"How's it going?" Mo Jingyu stood up and walked over.
Taking off his mask and looking at Mo Jingyu, the doctor shook his head and said, "We have tried our best, Mr. Mo. This lady has blood cancer and her remaining life is estimated to be no more than three months. Please express my condolences to Mr. Mo."
Blood cancer? Less than three months to live?
His heart trembled violently and he couldn't believe it. How could it be possible?
Sitting in front of the hospital bed, looking at the sleeping woman, he couldn't help but feel in a trance.
She is still the innocent girl here. Blood cancer is such a terrible word, but she will actually suffer from this strange disease.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and Bo Liangyin is sitting at home waiting for her beloved man to come home.
The food on the table has been heated twice, but the man has never come home, and his phone calls have been forwarded to voicemail.
Finally, the hour hand pointed to 12 o'clock, and Bo Liangyin finally stopped waiting, threw down the table of sumptuous dinner, and went back to the room to rest with a cold face.
"I shouldn't be coming back tonight!" A lonely voice echoed in the empty room.
In the top ward of the hospital, the girl lying on the snow-white bed finally opened her eyes. Looking at the bad situation around her, she knew that she was sick again. Then she unexpectedly saw the man sitting on the sofa next to her, who seemed to be sleeping.
It makes sense.
"Jingyu." She called softly.
"Wei Wei, you're awake, how do you feel?" Even though Chen Caiwei's voice was very soft, he could still hear her. When he saw her waking up, he got up and walked to the bedside to hold her hand.
Chen Caiwei felt sad, wondering if he would only follow her when she was sick. If that was the case, she would seize the opportunity and give up on Mo Jingyu. That was impossible.
"How will you be here."
"You were sick, do you feel better now?"
"Well, it's much better, Jingyu, don't leave me, okay? I really love you, please." The big eyes looked longingly at the man close at hand. It was obvious that we were so close before, why did it develop into what it is now?
situation.
Mo Jingyu held her hand and froze slightly. After a few seconds of silence, he nodded.
"Don't worry, you can sleep for a while, I won't leave. I just finished the operation and my body has not recovered yet."
"Surgery?" Chen Caiwei was stunned, "What's wrong with me?"
"Silly girl, I broke the back of my head. How can I do it without surgery? Stop talking and rest. Let's talk tomorrow." He concealed her condition and really couldn't tell her.
"That's it. It scared me. I thought I had some serious illness. I just want to rest. You can go to the room next to you and sleep for a while. You're very tired on the sofa." After hearing Mo Jingyu's words, Chen Caiwei obviously felt
Breathed a sigh of relief.
"I know, I will go to rest when you go to sleep, go to sleep, I will not leave."
He tucked Chen Caiwei into bed thoughtfully and looked at her sleeping face with her eyes closed, quietly in a daze.
He originally thought that by explaining things clearly to Chen Caiwei, he and Yinyin would be able to live a sweet life together. However, things in the world are ever-changing, and plans never keep up with the changes. Now that Chen Caiwei has leukemia and has only three months to live, how can he be willing to let her go and live happily alone?
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Thinking of this, I made a decision in my mind.
Bo Liangyin waited for Mo Jingyu to come back three days after he lost news. Of course, she did not go to find him, nor did she deliberately ask for news about him. When she saw him coming back, he was full of exhaustion and had a strong smell of cigarettes.
, he frowned unconsciously, he had something on his mind.
When he took off his coat and sat on the sofa in a daze, Bo Liangyin went to pour him a cup of coffee.
"I've been very busy these days." I'm not complaining, I'm just stating a fact.
He was silent for two seconds before nodding, "Yeah, it's okay."
The doubts in Bo Liangyin's heart deepened. The meaning expressed on that face was definitely not that simple. Although she did not have the ability to see people's hearts clearly, she was not a fool. He had something to tell her, and it might be a bit difficult to say it out.