Si Jingyu watched helplessly as Yao's mother rushed into the emergency room after hearing the doctor's words. She suddenly stopped walking forward.
She stood there silently for a while, and then suddenly heard the loud crying of Yao's mother and the low whimpering of Yao's father in the ward.
Her heart twitched slightly and she couldn't help but take two steps forward. But at this moment, the emergency room was like a scourge. The door seemed to separate life and death, making her feel afraid to move forward.
She bit her lip, and when her body was going weak, Yao's father suddenly walked out, saw Si Jingyu, and waved to her: "Yao Teng wants to see you."
Si Jingyu clenched her fists and took two steps forward. She slowly walked into the emergency room, and then at a glance she saw the blood-stained cotton wool next to her and the dying man on the bed.
He was now washed clean, revealing a handsome face, but his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and even the rise and fall of his chest seemed imperceptible.
When Si Jingyu looked over, she found that his eyes were also staring at her quietly.
She hurriedly took two steps forward, reached out and held his big hand, and then said: "Yao Teng..."
Yao Teng seemed to feel that she was coming. He smiled weakly and said in a low voice: "Jingyu, don't cry."
Si Jingyu didn't shed tears at first, but after hearing these words, the tears that seemed to have dried up came to his eyes again.
She bit her lip and nodded fiercely, "Okay, I promise you, I won't cry. Can you live a good life?"
The tone of prayer was tearful.
Yao Teng continued to laugh, "Jingyu, I'm sorry."
Si Jingyu shook his head, "No, you haven't sorry for me. I just want you to live well."
Yao Teng spoke again, "Jingyu, can you promise me something?"
Si Jingyu bit her lip hard, and blood oozed from her lip, but she didn't even notice it. It seemed that she couldn't feel the pain anymore. She choked and said: "As long as you live, don't say a thing, a hundred Anything is fine!”
Her tears also fell down on his face with these words.
Yao Teng's cheeks moved and he tried to wipe away his tears with his other hand, but found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.
He opened his mouth, trying hard to leave the last few words in this world.
"Jingyu, Shi Jinyan is a man, you should live a good life with him."
Si Jingyu cried and shook his head, crying very hard.
But Yao Teng's words still reached her ears word for word.
He said, "Jingyu, promise me not to find out why."
He said, "Jingyu, I don't want you to see the dark side of me and hate me forever."
He said, "Jingyu, I'm sorry."
He said, "Jingyu, I love you."
Then he finally closed his eyes.
No matter how much she called, he never opened his eyes again.
He loved her for thirty years.
From birth to death, there has never been anyone else in my heart.
Even when she was dying, the name she shouted the most was hers.
Si Jingyu looked at his peaceful face and burst into tears. She cried until the end. There were no more tears. She held his hand. The grief felt like her internal organs were being pulled together so hard that she couldn't even breathe. Dare, the pain was so painful that she couldn't straighten her back, until finally, she fainted...
(End of chapter)