Text_Eighty-hundred and thirty-fifth of the power of ice (1)
Chapter 835: The Power of Ice (Part 1)
Looking at the crying people, Ye Xingchen felt really helpless, sad, and miserable, as if two giants were tearing his body apart on both sides. The pain was so unbearable.
At this moment, he finally understood that the farthest distance in life is not the distance between the sky and the sea, but that it is right in front of you but you can't see it.
"Rong Rong, don't cry. I won't leave you. I promised you to take you around the world and I will definitely do it. Don't say that my soul hasn't drifted to the underworld yet, even if it has really gone to the underworld.
, I want to come back and spend this life with you!" Looking at Murong Rong's apricot-like face, Ye Xingchen really felt that his heart was broken. The greatest pain in life is nothing more than this, right?
"Xiao Ting, don't cry. Didn't you tell me last time that you wanted a child? As soon as I wake up, we want a child, okay? Please don't cry..." Ye Xingchen looked at
Li Xiaoting's eyes that were swollen from crying and her dull eyes finally knew what it meant to be heartbroken.
"Feifei, you are the most powerful eldest sister in Jinghai City, how can you cry? Please don't cry, okay? My brother will never leave you, I will never leave you! And Xiaoyun, although we have known each other for the shortest time
, our acquaintance even has some political interests in it, but I know that you love me deeply in your heart, and I can’t bear to leave you..."
Ye Xingchen was howling in his heart. If he could cry, he would be crying loudly. If he could shed tears, his tears would have filled a water tank by now.
"Please don't cry, okay?" Ye Xingchen screamed helplessly, his consciousness constantly trying to integrate into his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not regain control of his body and could only watch.
Watching this tragedy continue.
Memories kept swirling in his mind, and scenes of happy days in the past kept pouring into Ye Xingchen's mind. But the more this happened, the more his heart ached. Those beautiful days, those happy days...
Can't the days be extended? Can I really just be a vegetative person for the rest of my life? No, this is a more terrifying existence than a vegetative state. At least a vegetative person can still breathe, but what about me? I can't even breathe now.
None, what does it matter?
Murong Rong's voice became hoarse, and her black gem-like eyes stared silently at Ye Xingchen's already pale face, full of love, full of yearning, full of expectation, but in the end she was deeply
Replaced by despair...
But her bright eyes suddenly dimmed at this moment, so empty, so lifeless, so numb...
In the memory, that domineering young man, in the memory, the invincible young man, in the memory, the lonely and arrogant young man, is it really like this now?
The first time there was disdain in his eyes, the first time there was arrogance in his eyes, the first time there was loneliness in his eyes...
It was the first time I saw the tenderness in his eyes, the first time I felt the fire in his heart, the first time I felt the warmth in his arms, and I slowly lost myself in his endless love.
For him, I can give up everything. As long as I can live happily with him for the rest of my life, it will be my greatest satisfaction in this life. But, why does God treat me like this? Why has he disappeared at such a young age? Is it true?
Is he jealous of talents?
Xingchen, you will never be lonely, Rong Rong will always be with you!
Xingchen, you will not be lonely, even if it is hell, even if it is the underworld, Rong Rong will walk with you!
Xingchen, you will never be alone. Rong Rong’s love for you will never change in this life...
Suddenly, Murong Rong grabbed the scalpel on the side and slashed it towards her delicate neck. Under the illumination of the operating light, the sharp blade emitted a fascinating cold light, so gorgeous and so enchanting...
"Don't..." Ye Xingchen let out a heartbreaking cry in his heart, but no matter how hard he struggled or how he called, he could only watch the scalpel getting closer and closer to Murong Rong's neck.
.
In an instant, Ye Xingchen seemed to see blood splashing, as if he saw blood spraying, as if he saw a happy smile on that beautiful face. Is that a kind of relief? Or a kind of freedom? Or, that
Is it the most sincere love deep in your heart?
Never change in this life...
With a sound of "Dang...", the knife in Murong Rong's hand was suddenly knocked out by a hidden weapon. Luo Yin's body appeared behind her at the same time, and he lightly struck out with the knife, directly knocking Murong Rong unconscious.
Huang Yifei and Mu Xiaoyun next to them raised their heads at the same time. Seeing Murong Rong who had fainted in Luo Yin's arms, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads at the same time. Although they were heartbroken, how could they have thought that Murong Rong would commit suicide? If not
Luo Yin is quick, maybe they will lose this closest relative.
Only Li Xiaoting didn't look at this side. She didn't even frown. It seemed that everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her. She was just like Murong Rong, silently watching Ye Xingchen's face, constructing a story in her mind.
With everything about him, it seemed like she and Ye Xingchen were the only ones left in the whole world. There was no pain, no death, no separation. There was only the deep love, only the beautiful sweetness, and only the everlasting companionship...
The tears had long since dried up, but the tears in her heart kept flowing, drop by drop, so clear, so sad, so sad...
Luo Yin saw this and sighed softly. He understood that Li Xiaoting was as desperate as Murong Rong...
He handed Murong Rong over to Huang Yifei, and then Luo Yin took advantage of Li Xiaoting's daze to knock her out. He knew that they all needed to rest now?
Although Huang Yifei and Mu Xiaoyun didn't want to leave Ye Xingchen, they had to take Murong Rong and Li Xiaoting away temporarily. They had already lost Ye Xingchen and could no longer lose anyone.
Soon, Luo Yin was the only one left in the operating room. He stood quietly in front of Ye Xingchen, looking at Ye Xingchen with his eyes tightly closed, and murmured: "Xingchen, don't worry, as long as I don't die.
, I will never let them get hurt in the slightest, but... are you really going to die like this?" Suddenly, two white tears burst out of Luo Yin's eyes, and he just lay down like this.