As the stubborn young man was slowly pushed out, everyone looked at the young man's quiet and unresponsive face and felt that their minds were blank. How could this... be possible...
Renzi looked at the young man's quiet and unresponsive pale face, and couldn't bear it anymore and fainted. Nanjiro picked up Renzi and hurriedly entered the ward.
Xiyue shook her head in disbelief. Her beautiful face quickly became pale. Stop making such a joke, okay? It's not funny. It's not funny at all. How could Longma die like this? Impossible. This must be...
If you lie, you must lie.
When everyone saw the scene at this time, they wondered how things could be so bad. They didn't believe that the boy who was as dazzling as the sun would not die like this.
Sakurano's fingers gradually turned white, and her delicate face also became pale and colorless. No, Ryoma would not die like this, he would not... Slowly raised his head and looked at the beautiful girl, little
Yue, how wonderful it would be if you never appeared...
The doctor shook his head. They had tried their best.
Xiyue's purple eyes gradually became dull, and the scenes she spent with the boy were replayed in her mind unconsciously.
When she first met him, his pulling look immediately made her realize his identity - Echizen Ryoma.
When he took me to the haunted house, he tried hard to hide the weirdness and worry in his amber eyes.
The clear reluctance in the boy's eyes when I left the United States and the determination from beginning to end.
The awkward look and joy when we met again.
A boy who is extremely indifferent to other girls but extremely doting on himself.
The boy who always stood by his side silently when he was sad...
Tears gradually blurred his vision, and he walked step by step in front of the boy, Ryoma, you are the strongest and the most unwilling to admit defeat, so how could you die like this? It's not allowed, I won't allow it, Ryoma, I won't allow it...
Eiji also ran up to the boy, wiping his tears constantly, "Little one! How can you be like this, little brat? Don't you know we all need you?"
Everyone in Qingxue looked at the boy who was unusually quiet at this time, and couldn't bear it anymore with tears in their eyes. After all, they were just boys...
Zi Lingchen held his right hand tightly, looking at his sister who was in despair but did not go over. He didn't know how to comfort her now. All his words seemed so in front of the young man who was sleeping on the hospital bed.
pale and weak.
The doctor looked at everyone, shook his head helplessly, ordered the nurse to push the ward to the special care ward, and then bowed deeply to everyone, "Everyone, I'm sorry."
Everyone stared blankly at the boy who was moved to the ward. They knew that the doctors and nurses had withdrawn, but they still didn't react.
Xiyue's purple eyes stared at the boy on the bed without blinking. She never knew that the boy's quiet appearance could be so scary. But, how could her dragon and horse stay so quiet forever? No way.
Yes, she wanted him to open his eyes again, play tennis again, and protect her again. Therefore, he couldn't just lie down like this. She didn't allow it, didn't allow it...
"Your Highness, you are the only one who can save him now." The soft and waxy voice seemed to Xiyue to be better than the sound of nature, and the dim purple eyes finally regained their brightness.
