Although, even though she prepared medicine for Qing Ye on time every day, Qing Ye's body was still losing weight day by day...
Qiao Ran sniffed gently and said hoarsely, "Qing Ye, I'll make some medicine for you."
Qing Ye still looked at her with gentle eyes, and said softly: "Let's not do it for now, Xiaoran, just talk with me."
Qiao Ran felt slightly sour in her heart, feeling very sad, but she still nodded and sat down on the seat next to her.
"Xiao Ran, I'm quite satisfied. You have accompanied me to several places. Xuecheng is also very nice. When I die... you can bury me here."
After Qing Ye said this, he coughed again.
When Qiao Ran heard what he said, she couldn't help but blush, "Don't say that, I know you can get through it, Qing Ye, don't die."
As Qiao Ran spoke, he couldn't help but choked up.
She knew she was kidding herself.
She knew that Qing Ye was feeling very uncomfortable right now.
Qing Ye patted her hand gently and smiled: "It's okay, Xiaoran, I have looked away. Life and death are really not that important to me."
As he spoke, he coughed hoarsely, feeling his hands trembling, and silently retracted his hands, looked down at his hands slightly, and whispered: "Xiao Ran, I'm just worried about you."
"Nothing has happened to me. I'm fine, and you should be fine too, Qing Ye, we have agreed that everything will be fine, right?" Qiao Ran said, tears welling up.
It really feels depressing.
Even though I know that I will face that day sooner or later, I still don’t want to face it.
I don’t know why, but it has to evolve into this...
"Listen to me." Qing Ye slowly raised his eyes to look at Qiao Ran. His pale lips moved slightly. After a while, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Ran, put the baby in your belly." Stay."
Qiao Ran looked at him blankly, his face turned slightly pale, "You...how do you know..."
Qing Ye twitched the corners of her lips helplessly and smiled bitterly: "When you asked the doctor to check your pulse that day, I heard it outside the door..."
"You are lonely and helpless, so it's okay to have a child with you... I just hope that child will treat you very well." As Qing Ye spoke, he suddenly coughed violently, causing blood to spurt out. come out…
Qiao Ran wiped him with a handkerchief with trembling hands, crying: "Stop talking, Qing Ye, stop talking..."
Qing Ye cried while coughing. Her hands were still trembling, but she grabbed Qiao Ran's hand. The corners of her mouth were stained with blood, and her lips trembled slightly as she continued, "I know... I know you can't let him go... Several times, you fell asleep. I'm still calling him in my dream... Xiaoran, I'm sorry, I thought... he was forcing you, I didn't expect... you have him in your heart... "
"Qing Ye, please stop talking... I will take you to see the doctor. Let's go now..." Qiao Ran stood up while crying and wanted to take him to the doctor.
But Qing Ye suddenly used all his strength to grab her hand, and said slowly with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Ran, if you really miss him, just go find him."
Qiao Ran closed her wet red eyes tightly, shook her head in despair, and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
Won't…
how come…
He would never want to see him again, and she would not have the face to appear in front of him again...
But what Qiao Ran is most desperate about now is that she feels that Qing Ye is going to die.
He was sitting right in front of him, but he was dying.
They grew up together, he was poisoned for her, he was dying for her...
(End of chapter)