Seeing that Luo Ning did not respond, Omier advised again.
This time, Luo Ning turned her head and looked at Omier strangely and said, "Why should I cry?"
"Ningning, I know you are very uncomfortable. I understand your relationship with Leng Yan very well, but even if you are unwilling to accept it, you have to hold on. The child will be born in a few days, even if you don't want to do it for yourself.
Think about it, think about the baby too.” Omier's eyes were red.
Luo Ning was stunned and said, "I'm really fine. As long as Leng Yan can be cured, it doesn't matter if he forgets me. I originally thought he was helpless. Now there is a way to cure it. This is a great blessing.
Then, how can you expect too much?"[
"Don't you care at all?" Omier said in surprise. She imagined that Luoning should be in great pain, but the calm that Luoning showed was completely different from what she imagined.
"So what if you care?" Luo Ning smiled bitterly, and the corners of her lips squirmed, showing that she was not as calm as she said, "I can't watch him die, and I just forgot about me, he is at least still alive.
, I can still watch him from afar in the future. This ending is already very good, isn’t it?”
Leaving from Luoning's room, Omier felt more and more bitter in her heart. She sighed about the bumpy love path between Luoning and Leng Yan, but she couldn't change anything. Leng Yan finally needs to be treated, and Leng Yan will eventually be
Will forget Luo Ning...
In the following time, Aile began to prepare for the treatment of cold inflammation.
During this period, Luo Ning stayed with Leng Yan almost as soon as he had time, and cherished that this might be the last chance to get along.
On the third day, Aile prepared everything, and at this time, Lengyan had already suffered even more heart veins and spent most of his time in sleep every day.
Early that morning, Luo Ning woke up early, sat by Leng Yan's bed, staring at Leng Yan's face quietly in a daze. At this time, Leng Yan's face was covered with black lines, like a black silk mesh.
On his cheek, it looked particularly terrifying, but Luo Ning stared at him without blinking, as if he wanted to mark his appearance in his heart forever.
Slowly stretched out his palm and wanted to touch Leng Yan's cheek as the last souvenir, because today we will start treating Leng Yan, and he will be buried in the evening. If not, will he wake up in the future, even if
It is possible to cure it and wake up, and he will not remember himself in the future, and she will not appear in front of him in the future. She can only look at him from afar, pay attention to him silently, and bless him...
His five white and slender fingers fell on the strange face covered with black lines. Luo Ning's palm slid, feeling the warmth on it, and tears fell unconsciously.
This is the first time she knew Leng Yan was going to forget her. Although she said she didn't care, how could she really not care? From today's treatment of Leng Yan, he will forget her and will be the next time
I can't remember her, and I no longer belong to her...
Tears fell on Leng Yan's face and were absorbed by the black silk thread on his face. Leng Yan also woke up slowly, stretched out his palm, grabbed Luo Ning's palm, and whispered: "I'm going to be a mother soon, how about
Still crying?"
"You're awake." Luo Ning said in surprise, trying desperately to stop her tears, but her tears fell like pearls.