Lan Yuchi's gaze instantly condensed, and suddenly there was no vitality, as if he had no breath.
He stood there blankly, his whole body as if petrified.
After a long time, he suddenly shouted, "Impossible!...Impossible!...You must have not checked it clearly... She could not leave like this...I want to invite the best in the world
Experts come to cure her..."
He rushed to the burnt body frantically, shaking her body desperately, "Ao Shuang, get up quickly... get up quickly!... You can't joke like this... I used to treat you
It’s very abusive, but why are you even more abusive than me now... Get up quickly... get up..."
The medical staff quickly grabbed him and advised him, "Sir, people cannot be resurrected by death, please accept the facts. She must be very painful when she leaves, please calm her down."
Lan Yuchi's movements stopped, but he lowered his head, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, passing through his originally evil face.
He covered his face with his hands and his shoulders trembled. He had only cried for two people in his life, one was Mu Si and the other was Wang Aoshuang.
When Mu Si left him, he was extremely heartbroken. The heart-wrenching pain made him cry.
This time, Wang Aoshuang left him, forever, leaving him... This pain of death was worse than death, which made his whole body hollow, making him faint instantly.
How could she just leave like this?
She seems to have never received any happiness?
At the beginning, he tortured her every day, causing her to suffer all kinds of humiliation.
Later she met Ling Ang. Although Ling Ang had always wanted to save her, he refused to let her go for his own selfish desires.
Later she finally escaped from him, but she and Ling Ang encountered difficulties everywhere and had not lived much happiness.
Unexpectedly, in the end, she got nothing and left like that.
How cruel and ruthless is God!
He lay blankly on her body, unwilling to leave for a long time.
The ward at noon and night is particularly quiet, and there is a hazy darkness everywhere.
In his sleep, Ling Ang's forehead was covered with sweat, and his lips were slightly moved, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't shout out.
Finally, a voice full of infinite fear cut through the ward's silence, "Ao Shuang..."
Ling Ang suddenly opened his eyes. He forgot that there were still injuries on his body and sat up all of a sudden.
The torn pain came from the wound, but he felt that the most painful thing at this time was not the wound, but the violent pain in his heart, as if he was hit by a thousand-pound hammer, and there was great panic in the pain.
The special guard was shocked by his shouting and immediately walked over, "Mr. Ling, did you dream just now?"
"Yes." Ling Ang wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.
He had no idea why he dreamed that Huang Aoshuang had only one soul left, no body, floating around him, but the two could not touch each other. Whenever he wanted to catch her, her soul became fragmented
, turned into ashes.
This dream appeared in his mind several times. He was so scared that he was terrified, but he couldn't wake up no matter how hard he woke up.
Finally, he woke up and found that it was a dream, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.