He has not experienced all the beautiful things in this world, and God will never cruelly take away his life.
She had never hated her powerlessness as much as she did now.
Apart from staying at Yuanxiao's bedside, feeling heartbroken and crying, what else could she do?
"Your body won't be able to hold it." Rong Chu tried to help her up, but she hugged the cradle tightly with both hands, her whole body pressed against it, and shook her head desperately, "I'm not going anywhere.
, I want to accompany Yuanxiao."
"Yan Xi." Rong Chu frowned and sighed helplessly and heartbroken.
He slowly squatted down, hugged her from behind, and said in a hoarse, tired voice full of heartache, "Okay, we're not going anywhere, we're all here to accompany Yuanxiao."
Why did God give him such a heavy blow when he felt that he had begun to enter happiness?
Rong Chu held her in his arms, feeling that the body in his arms was so petite and weak.
How come she lost so much weight all of a sudden, and even her chin became much sharper.
Her body was ice cold, not much better than Yuanxiao.
He held the person in his arms with an even more distressed feeling. Apart from comforting her softly over and over again, he didn't know what else he could do, "It's okay, Yan Xi. Our Yuanxiao will be fine. He is blessed with great fortune."
, he will definitely be able to save the day. If even we lose hope in him, what will he do?"
Mu Yanxi fell weakly into his arms, crying silently.
In these few days, it felt like a lifetime of tears was about to be shed.
She felt so cold.
Her body was cold, her heart was cold, and the air around her was cold.
Only by pressing close to him can you feel a little warmth.
He always said that Yuan Xiao would be fine and that he would be able to avert danger.
She had always thought this way in her heart and comforted herself in this way.
But so many days have passed.
Yuan Xiao's body became weaker and weaker, and she was getting closer and closer to the edge of death. People from inside and outside the palace came one after another, but no one could tell the reason for Yuan Xiao's coma.
If we can't find the cause of coma, we can't save Yuanxiao.
Her hope was being extinguished bit by bit. Looking at Yuan Xiao's increasingly pale face and feeling his increasingly cold body, she was about to fall into despair.
Rong Chu's clothes were soon wet with warm tears.
He let out a long sigh, raised her chin, looked at her eyes that were redder and swollen than peaches from crying, and said distressedly, "If you keep crying like this, your eyes will go blind from crying. Yan Xi, there is no peer in heaven."
Lu, God will not be so cruel. I have already seen Yuanxiao's fate. He will live a very good life. This is just a small twist in his life, and he will definitely get over it."
Because she cried for too long and too many times, her eyes felt like acupuncture pain every time she blinked.
After his pale face lost weight, his entire chin became much more pointed, and his eyes seemed to be bigger. His tearful eyes looked at him pitifully and helplessly, making him even more pitiful.
Rong Chu lowered his head and kissed her forehead over and over again, his movements gentle and loving, as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world, "Stop crying, if you break your eyes from crying, you won't be able to see the Lantern Festival in the future."
His brows were full of exhaustion.
Her watery eyes were obviously full of worry, distress, and self-blame, but at this moment, she still had to force a smile to comfort her.