Qi Yunmo seemed not to have heard and asked again: "What are your last words for your family?"
"Have you... ever liked... me?" she asked with difficulty, her eyes full of hope.
Qi Yunmo pursed his lips, and his dark eyes showed no fluctuation: "I won't lie to you, no."
"..." The last light in He Lin's eyes was extinguished.
Why can't you even lie to her?
She is going to die, why can't she die happily?
He Lin suddenly smiled desperately, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
Qi Yunmo asked patiently: "Do you have any last words for your family?"
He Lin did not answer, but looked at Xiao Qiao aside: "I want to talk to her... alone... This is my last request..."
Her gaze was fixed on Xiao Qiao, making it impossible to refuse.
Xiao Qiao said: "You go out, I will say a few words to her."
Facing a dying person, they really couldn't bear to refuse her last request.
Qi Yunmo hesitated and walked out.
Xiao Qiao took a step forward: "Miss He, what do you want to say to me?"
He Lin stretched out her hand towards her. Her hand was also very weak and trembling in the air, as if it would drop at any moment.
Xiao Qiao hesitated, and finally stretched out his hand to hold it.
Suddenly, that weak hand seemed to have strength and held her tightly——
Xiao Qiao raised her head in surprise and met He Lin's eyes that were wide open, full of unwillingness and resentment...
*******
Xiao Qiao came out of the ward, looking a little dazed.
Qi Yunmo hurriedly held her hand and found that her palm was cold.
He frowned: "What did she tell you?"
Xiao Qiao shook his head: "It's nothing, but she is going to die..."
"It's not our fault." Qi Yunmo didn't feel guilty.
He Lin is now an adult and doesn't cherish her life at all. He doesn't want to sympathize with her.
But I still feel sorry for her.
Life is not good, why must you seek death?
Maybe she wanted to use this way to let him remember her forever.
But everyone is dead, so what's the use of remembering it? Besides, if you really remember it, it won't be mixed with any personal feelings between men and women.
Xiao Qiao nodded: "I know, but I still feel it's a pity."
Qi Yunmo hugged her and said nothing, only comforting her silently.
He Lin died in the end...
Qi Yunmo helped her family take care of her funeral.
Her family came to him crying and asking for compensation, but he also gave it.
It took a week to resolve this matter.
During this period, Xiao Qiao stayed in New York and cooked food for him every day.
Qi Yunmo was not upset by He Lin's incident.
On the contrary, he was very happy because every day when he went home, he would eat food cooked by Xiao Qiao himself.
*******
Xiao Qiao has never cooked, but she knows the steps.
She has a father who is a chef at home, so she knows a lot.
Although she is new to cooking, her cooking skills are very good and she is very talented.
The food he cooked for the first time was very delicious, and Qi Yunmo enjoyed eating it every day.
Came back from get off work again.
When the maid saw him, she said directly: "Mr. Qi, Mrs. Qi is in the kitchen."
Qi Yunmo nodded, took off his suit and tie, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and walked to the kitchen.
The woman in the kitchen was wearing a simple white knee-length skirt and an apron, and was busy with her back to him.
Qi Yunmo walked up behind her and hugged her body.