"Hey, Xia Yu, you know, Lin Xing told me that he loves your soul. But can you tell me what your soul is like? How heavy it is, and it can actually hang in his heart.
After so many years..."
Our ancestors have a saying that a person's death weighs three cents. So, to put it bluntly, a person's soul composed of three souls, seven souls, and horses weighs three cents. In the West, after a series of scientific experiments,
There is a saying that they believe that the human soul only has 21 grams.
Later, it seemed that there was a company abroad that was the first to develop the use of ashes to refine diamonds. It is said that a complete set of ashes can extract 0.25 carats, which is about the weight of a soul, right?
Very light, very light, so light that it can even be ignored.
But even so, some people still take that illusory soul very seriously, and it remains so heavy in the depths of their hearts all year round that it never changes.
Thinking of this, Qiao Xin couldn't help but grasp the hem of her clothes, closed her eyes tightly, raised her beautiful neck, and forced herself to block the tears of despair in her eyes. But somehow, those tears were
Uncontrollably bursting out of her eyes, sliding across her face, crushing her pride and self-esteem into crumbs.
"I lost!"
Opening her gloomy eyes, Qiao Xin shook her lips, her eyes were filled with hatred, but there was still a faint smile on her lips: "Although I am really unwilling to do so, even though I have thought about it thousands of times in my mind,
I can do whatever I want to make you leave forever. But I... But I understand now that no matter how much I do, I can't bring back a man whose heart is not with me at all. Even if we are really tied together, I
I can’t let myself win over a woman who is deeply loved even with her light soul. Besides, that woman is almost dead!”
Qiao Xin said the last few words almost through gritted teeth.
That kind of deep hatred and disgust was secretly conveyed in such a few syllables.
Standing at the head of the bed, Qiao Xin's body swayed slightly, but soon stabilized again.
She lowered her eyes and stared at Xia Yu's face, staring at her eyes that were always closed. For a long time, she took a deep breath, seemed to regroup, nodded haughtily in the direction of the hospital bed, and turned around to leave the ward.
At that moment, looking at her back, they knew that the Qiao Xin they were familiar with was back, but also transformed.
But Qiao Xin didn't know that the moment she closed the door to the ward, the person who had been lying quietly on the hospital bed suddenly moved his fingers.
Then, the vital instrument on the bedside suddenly emitted a long series of syllables "di——", casting an unspeakable shadow over the originally quiet ward...
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"What did you say? What happened to Xia Yu!"
On the other side, Lu Yan and others, who rarely get together, were discussing an important matter, but were interrupted by a phone call. Lin Xing didn't answer in advance, but when he saw the familiar code name on the screen,
He immediately changed his expression and answered the phone.
The three people around him didn't pay attention at first, but when they heard the familiar name "Xia Yu", they all made preparations and calculations in their hearts. At the same time, they looked at him with their peripheral vision, but saw Lin Xing at this time.
His face was extremely difficult to see.
I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone.
The next second, Lin Xing was seen sullenly throwing the phone towards the corner.
But a cold voice still came out from between his teeth, saying a name.
