"No! Sister, I don't want you to die!" Xiang Yimo burst into tears, and the bitter tears filled her eyes with broken ripples.
"I have made so many mistakes, and this is atonement... Only by doing this can my conscience feel better." Xiang Rumo's face turned pale, as if the breath of life was passing away bit by bit. Her eyelashes trembled, "
This... this is my last wish, can you promise me?" His voice was like a gnat. As soon as he spoke, a large mouthful of blood immediately poured out of his mouth, flowing down the corners of his mouth. The color was coquettish, like a blooming mandrel.
Shahua, with the breath of death.
"Sister, please stop talking now!" Xiang Yimo carefully wiped the blood on her mouth, but the more he wiped, the more blood stains appeared. "Sister, I promise you anything!"
"No... don't tell Chu Zhanjin, okay?"
Xiang Yimo burst into tears, choked with sobs and nodded, "Sister, didn't you say that you and Chu Zhanjin would adopt many, many children? Call you mommy and call him daddy. The little darlings will surround you and spread your arms.
Both hands are vying for you to hold..."[
Xiang Rumo raised the corner of her mouth and smiled lightly, "This is just a dream of mine..." Her breath became increasingly disordered, and she struggled to speak every word, "A dream that can never come true."
"Sister, do you want to meet Chu Zhanjin?" The net did not jump.
"No..." Xiang Rumo showed a hint of nervousness, "I... I don't want him to know all this..."
"Chu Zhanjin can't see you now, so you can hide him! I'll bring him to see you right away. Sister, you must hold on!" As soon as Xiang Yimo finished speaking, he turned around and ran out quickly.
Xiang Rumo panted heavily and said in a buoyant voice, "Nan, Nangong Han..."
Nangong Han's eyes were filled with calmness, and he walked over, "What do you want to say?"
"Take good care of Yimo...she, she has suffered too much..."
"I will, don't worry!"
Xiang Rumoxi blinked weakly, "I'm relieved to leave Yimo to you..."
"Chu Zhanjin, wake up!" Xiang Yimo was so anxious that he kept touching the sleeping Chu Zhanjin with his hands, forcing him to wake up.
"Mo'er?" He knew it was Xiang Yimo as soon as he heard the voice. "It's so late, why are you still here?" The voice was hoarse and full of sleepiness.
Xiang Yimo was extremely anxious and found a random reason, "Chu Zhanjin, the moon is very beautiful tonight. Can you accompany me to go out to enjoy the moon?"
He smiled bitterly, "Mo'er, you are really good at joking. How can I admire the moon when I can't even see?"
"I can tell you, I can be your eyes!" As she said this, the grief she had tried to suppress surged out, her voice choked with sobs.
"What's wrong? There's something wrong with your voice today!" Chu Zhanjin's hearing is very sensitive.
Xiang Yimo took a deep breath to calm down the grief in her heart, "I'm not happy if you don't accompany me!"
"Still so willful!" Chu Zhanjin sighed in compromise, "You know, I will never refuse you!"
"Then let's go quickly!" Xiang Yimo supported him and walked towards the operating room. She was worried that Xiang Rumo would not be able to wait so long and would inevitably speed up his pace.[
When she reached the door of the operating room, she glanced briefly, raised her index finger to her mouth, and signaled Teng Yue and the others not to speak.
Chu Zhanjin suddenly felt his steps slow down and asked, "Mo'er, are you outside yet?"
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"Yes!" Xiang Yimo responded cautiously, supporting him and slowly moving towards Xiang Rumo.
She heard Chu Zhanjin's voice, opened her weak eyes, her lax gaze gradually tightened, and stared straight at him, the corners of her mouth quietly raised, showing a satisfied smile.
"Mo'er, why is the smell of disinfectant here so strong?"
"Maybe the nurse knocked over a bottle of disinfectant here just now, and all the smell evaporated." Xiang Yimo slowly let go of his arm, picked up Xiang Rumo's hand, slowly reached out to him, and touched it lightly.
Touched the back of his hand.
Chu Zhanjin immediately grabbed Xiang Rumo's hand and asked, "Mo'er, is the moon round today?"
Xiang Rumo shed tears silently, feeling the warmth of his palm, and glanced at Xiang Yimo gratefully.
"Yes!" Xiang Yimo's voice was like crying, and then she covered her mouth, trying her best to control her emotions, took a deep breath, and spoke again, "Today's moon is big and round, and it illuminates all the surrounding clouds.
It’s bright.”
"Mo'er, why are your hands so cold?" Chu Zhanjin wrapped her hands tightly, feeling the slightest bit of coldness, he took a breath close to his mouth and placed it on his heart, "Isn't this a little warmer?
There are a lot of words on the net”
"Chu Zhanjin, I have a cold today."
"No wonder your voice sounds weird!"
"I still feel a little cold, can you give me a hug?" Net Bubu jumped.
"Nangong Han won't be jealous, right? There are a lot of words on the net."
"He's not such a chicken!" She gently helped Xiang Rumo up and poured her into Chu Zhanjin's arms.
He hugged Xiang Rumo tightly and said, "Are you seriously ill? Why do you have no strength all over your body?"
"I took the antipyretic medicine, and now I'm a little sleepy and can't stand up anymore. Please hug me and sit down!"
Chu Zhanjin reprimanded, "You are serious. If you have a cold, you should have a good rest. Why are you looking at the moon?" Although he said so, he still obeyed her words and sat on the floor with Xiang Rumo in his arms.
Afraid that she would catch cold, I hugged her tightly.
Xiang Rumo glanced at Xiang Yimo, her lips trembled, and she said loudly: Thank you!
"Chu Zhanjin, Teng Yue told me today that there is already a cornea donor, and you will regain your sight soon! What is the first thing you want to do as soon as your eyes regain sight?"
"Take a good look at you!"
"You can touch my face now, don't you also know what I look like?"[
Chu Zhanjin touched Xiang Rumo's cheek exploratoryly with his palm, "Your look has already been engraved in my heart."
She leaned her head on Chu Zhanjin's arms, listening to his heartbeat, with a peaceful and relieved smile on her face. Although she was leaving him forever, he would never forget her appearance. I don't know how many times.
Years from now, when you see Xiang Yimo, will you think of her?
The hand was raised tremblingly, and the moment it touched his handsome face, it paused. The fingertips trembled, and as if they lost gravity in an instant, they fell down slumply, hitting the cold and hard floor.
Xiang Rumo closed her eyes peacefully, and the corners of her mouth were still raised beautifully, with happiness and sweetness.