"You're looking for death, you know?" With the sound of the inkstone landing on the ground, Pang Yi suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Qingxuan. The scarlet eyes stared at Chen Qingxuan coldly, such eyes would not be seen by those who have never been on the battlefield and killed people. Chen Qingxuan suddenly took a breath, and took two steps back.
"Pang Yi... Forget it." Zhong Mingwei wiped his face carelessly. Then under the horrified eyes of everyone. Holding on to the table, he moved in little by little.
Pang Yi stared at Chen Qingxuan and looked again, then turned his face away. Following Zhong Mingwei, he walked in, but before reaching the door, Gu Changlin stopped him: "Don't go in and cause trouble."
"Mr. How is Madam?" Pang Yi asked anxiously. He peered into it worriedly.
"It's okay, just wake up." Gu Changlin said slowly, closing the door.
"What about Your Highness?" Pang Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was too busy to ask anxiously.
"He... just bear with it." Gu Changlin snorted coldly. While casting a blank look inside, "It deserves it!"
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Zhong Mingwei just saw the sleeping person on the bed. Immediately, his eyes were wet, and he moved in with difficulty and anxiously step by step. When he finally came to the bed, Zhong Mingwei was sobbing, and he knelt down beside the bed with a "plop". Then he grabbed Meiya's hand, pressed his face against it, and then moistened Meiya's hand with tears of ink and blood.
"Girl, I was wrong..." The man in his thirties looked really useless and ugly when he cried, and his voice was even more unbearable, especially when he was crying so recklessly that Zhong Mingwei was out of breath. "Girl, I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."
Yes, he really knew he was wrong.
He thought that he did all this for Mei Ya, for her to have a complete family, and for her to live a good life, he felt that no matter how much he paid, it was worth it, even if it was for this life. Xi Le An Ran, even if it is his own life, he is really willing to pay.
These days, he endured his grief day by day, and regretted his decision every night, but whenever the morning light came in through the hole in the window, he told himself over and over again, Zhong Mingwei, you didn’t The power to regret, your indecision, your broken ties will kill that girl, she is only seventeen years old, her life is still so long, and what can you give her
What else can you give her besides invisible and intangible promises? You don't even have a child...
Neither can be given to her.
One day, you let go, how can she live alone in the world alone? What do you let her live on in the future? Do you want her to wither to death or crash into your coffin? !
A seventeen-year-old girl thinks that love is bigger than the sky, but you should know that life is bigger than love, and it is to live well! If you hesitate at this moment, you will destroy her heart and soul for the rest of her life!
So why do you regret it
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These days, he has tortured himself into a living dead. He thought that his forbearance and sacrifice would definitely bring Meiya a peaceful life, but who knows, it's almost a separation between yin and yang.
"Girl, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong," Zhong Mingwei cried until his heart broke, he had never hated himself so much, let alone such fear, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently stroked Meiya As soon as his fingertips touched Meiya's warm flesh, Zhong Mingwei cried even harder, "Girl, wake up, you...don't scare me..."
As if hearing Zhong Mingwei's call, Meiya's eyelashes moved, and then her dry lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.
Zhong Mingwei wiped his face in a hurry, then put his ear close to Meiya's mouth, and said softly, "Girl, tell me, I'm listening."
The gray and dry lips were struggling to open and close, and it took a while to make an intermittent hoarse voice: "Peach, peach leaves are pointed up, and willow leaves cover... cover the sky..."
"Girl!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei hugged Meiya tightly. He kept kissing Meiya's lips while crying, "Stop singing, please, stop singing..."
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outer hall.
Pang Yi followed Gu Changlin up the mountain to get the medicine. Grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong sat silently. Grandma Chen kept staring blankly, wondering what she was thinking. Gu Qingtong also looked preoccupied. She looked at Grandma Chen and then at Sitting on the threshold without saying a word, Chen Qingxuan was hesitant to speak several times, but he still didn't say anything.