Sun Xiaolin never dreamed that her words would make Duan Yehan turn into what she was seeing in front of her now. Seeing that he was lost and depressed, he looked expressionless, as if he had become a soulless body. Compared to his calm and cold just now, such a cold night suddenly made Sun Xiaolin feel a little unbearable. She carefully tugged at the corners of Duan Yehan's sleeve and asked tentatively, "Mr. Duan······" Before Sun Xiaolin's words were finished, Duan Yehan suddenly raised his hand and clasped Sun Xiaolin's shoulder, when Sun Xiaolin was frightened by Duan Yehan's unwarning action, she also saw that in Duan Yehan's eyes that had been soaked with tears for some time, there was a faint bloodthirsty anger that seemed to have lost control. She didn't dare to say anything, so she could only let the palms of her shoulders grow stronger and stronger. The corners of Duan Yehan's lips trembled slightly, he was almost losing the ability to speak at this moment, but he still used all his strength to squeeze out the words from between his almost stiff lips and teeth, "That's, what do you mean······ What do you mean, you are not so lucky!" Duan Yehan's extremely roaring tone made Sun Xiaolin stunned for a moment, and her brain became blank with the fright, and she didn't slowly come back to her senses until a few seconds passed. She looked at Duan Ye's cold and red eyes, and said timidly: "She, she, can't walk." In the future, I will spend my days in a wheelchair. At the moment when Sun Xiaolin's words fell, the tears in Duan Yehan's eyes fell instantly, and the hands that were clasped on her shoulders instantly fell down, and Duan Yehan's whole person lost his center of gravity and collapsed against the wall at this moment. His eyes became dull, his pale face had no look, his numb body seemed to be like a walking corpse without even breathing, and the only thing that could prove that he was still alive was the tears that kept pouring out of the corners of his eyes. Seeing Duan Yehan so sad, Sun Xiaolin hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, but when he approached just now, Duan Yehan straightened up like crazy and ran forward desperately. "Mr. Duan, wait for me, take me to find Xiaoxue together!" No matter what Sun Xiaolin called him behind him, he turned a deaf ear and ran farther and farther. Looking at Duan Yehan's back, Sun Xiaolin said helplessly to herself: "Compared to this, if you tell you the truth, you should be more unbearable······ After that, Sun Xiaolin lifted the medicine box on her body upwards and ran all the way to follow······

Since Duan Yehan left, Duan Meixi has been staring at the mirror in a daze and not saying a word. Although there was no joy or sorrow on her seemingly calm face, her trembling hands and the balls of flowers that slipped from her hands had betrayed all her anxiety and sorrow. Shen Yuan slowly stepped forward, picked up the flower ball on the ground, and carefully put it back into her hand, Shen Yuan looked at Duan Meixi's eyes that had gradually accumulated tears and said, "You can't cry, we're already sorry for your brother, you can't be unfair to Ren anymore." The time is almost up, and you have to let everyone see the most beautiful bride. Especially Ren, you have to show him how happy you are to marry him. "Hmm. Duan Meixi responded, and then she raised her head, using all her strength to keep her tears from coming out of her eyes. However, Duan Meixi still couldn't control herself, the higher her head tilted, the more the pungent sourness stinged her heart. Finally, she couldn't care about her identity anymore and cried. Seeing Duan Meixi crying like a homeless child, Shen Yuan hurriedly hugged her and comforted: "If you want to cry, cry, it's okay, Sister Shen Yuan will help you make up for a more beautiful one." Duan Meixi choked up, raised her head, her eyes full of sadness and heartache, "Did you hear Sister Shen Yuan? My brother asked me if I could save him, for my brother, revenge is his life, and Xue'er is his blood and bones." It may not be painful for a person to die a natural death, but how painful it would be for him to die in such a situation if he were to see his own blood and bones drain up little by little. My brother was asking me if I knew anything I could do to make him less miserable, and I could save him if I said I knew······ But what about me? I said I don't know, I know that way but I just won't save him, Sister Shen Yuan, I'm the most ruthless sister in the world!" Shen Yuan tightly used Duan Meixi in his arms, and the heartache in his eyes was no less than Duan Meixi, "You're not like that." Everything you've done is to protect your brother, and if we tell her that Xiaoxue is paralyzed, he'll go crazy. You also promised Xiaoxue to keep this secret for her until the last second before the wedding, didn't you? You did the most important thing as a sister and friend, you are the best sister in the world, and the best friend in the world······" Shen Yuan heard the sound of Duan Meixi crying in her arms becoming more and more sad, so she didn't continue to speak. She knew that no matter what she said at this time, she couldn't make Duan Meixi come out of her guilty mood. The only thing I can do now is to hug her like a big sister and listen to her cry. Then, make up a more beautiful outfit for her······

Lan Xue quietly rested her head against the glass plate of the floor-to-ceiling window, the peace in her eyes was like a silent lake, although it contained a little sadness and loneliness, but everything seemed so calm and calm, without the slightest change. Especially when Lan Xue's eyes glanced at Xu Duhang's eyes outside the window, the peace in Lan Xue's eyes seemed to become more peaceful.

When Lan Xue raised her head, Xu Duhang happened to walk into the room. He held the red sketchbook in his hand, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared from the moment he entered the door, replaced by a smile as bright and warm as the sun. Xu Duhang smiled and walked to Lan Xue's side, slowly squatted down, held her hand, and carefully put the notebook in her hand. He raised his head, stared into Lan Xue's eyes, and asked softly, "For a while, are you going to use this to draw the groom and bride?" Lan Xue gently picked up the notebook, smiled and nodded. Xu Duhang was silent, still staring intently into Lan Xue's eyes. After a long time, he looked down at the notebook in Lan Xue's arms, smiled lightly and said, "Such a heartfelt gift, they will definitely like it." Lan Xue silently lowered her head, raised her hand to caress the book, and couldn't help but show a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth. This smile fell in Xu Duhang's eyes, and it also made Xu Duhang's originally smiling face a little more lonely. Xu Duhang slowly stood up, looked at Lan Xue with the loneliness on his face that could not be erased, and asked lightly: "Little guy, are you unhappy?" Lan Xue thought for a while and replied, "It's not that I'm unhappy, I just feel a little pity." Lan Xue put the notebook on her lap, her fingertips crossed the metal buckle on the notebook, raised her head to look at Xu Duhang, and the silence between her eyebrows and eyes was like a thin night, "Originally, I prepared another gift for my senior sister, but unfortunately I couldn't complete it on time." As she spoke, Lan Xue lowered her head and looked at the notebook on her lap, "This was given to me by my father when I first started studying art." I can say that it grew up with me, it is the most precious thing to me, and I have never torn a piece of paper from it. But today I have to make an exception, although I am a little reluctant, but it is also a great joy to give a part of my most precious things to my most precious friends. After speaking, Lan Xue raised her head and looked at Xu Duhang again and smiled. There is no longer helplessness in this smile, there is just sweetness, comfort, and relief. As Lan Xue's voice fell, the loneliness on Xu Duhang's face disappeared. In its place, there was utter desolation and despair in his eyes.

Xu Duhang leaned over, gently picked up the sketchbook on Lan Xue's knee, checked it in his hand, and then held it tightly and whispered, "The most precious thing······ Can you tell me why? Because it was given to you by your uncle. Or is it because of ······ For other reasons. "Because······ Every stroke in it is my most precious memory. Although Lan Xue's answer was a little hesitant, her tone was very firm. "Oh? haha. The corners of Xu Duhang's mouth curled up with a hint of self-irony. He gently put the notebook in his hand back on Lan Xue's knees, just as Lan Xue wanted to reach out and pick up the notebook, Xu Duhang suddenly held Lan Xue's wrist, although Xu Duhang's strength was as cold and vicious as handcuffs, but his eyes when he looked at Lan Xue were indeed as usual, as always, "Can you tell me that Duan Meixi is your most precious friend, and it is your most precious memory." What about me······ In your heart, what am I?" Xu Duhang's tone at this time was extremely humble, and the pity in his eyes gradually turned into a pleading embedded in his deep pupils.

Xu Duhang's words and the expression on her face made Lan Xue unable to say a word, and at this moment, Xu Duhang's appearance suddenly made her feel guilty, and the most vulnerable part of her heart seemed to be slapped. She couldn't help but start asking herself whether her "intentional" was right or wrong, and if it was right, it was the best way to help her solve all her doubts, so why did she feel so heartbroken and unbearable when she looked at Xu Duhang's current appearance?" It's a pity that no matter whether Lan Xue regrets it now, whether she feels guilty or not, or whether she can't bear it or not, she has no chance to say what she feels in her heart, because before she can speak, Xu Duhang's words have already preempted her heart and rippled in her ears······ Xu Duhang's hand holding Lan Xue's wrist gradually began to tremble, he slowly closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, I don't know if it was from that second, the corners of his mouth had been silently hung with a trace of imperceptible tears, "Perhaps, I can answer for you." 'You are nothing in my heart. Or, 'I don't know what you are in my heart.'" Xu Duhang whispered in a deep voice and slowly opened his eyes, the gaze full of despair and self-irony happened to fall on Lan Xue's eyes impartially at this moment, a tear with heartache and despair happened to slide down from Xu Duhang's face at this moment, with such eyes and tears, Xu Duhang's voice was low and hoarse, "I, don't you even have the qualifications to let you say these words neatly?" Little guy, if you tell me without hesitation, in your heart, I am nothing at all. If you could tell me so bluntly, then at least, I wouldn't feel so stupid and shameless······"

Xu Duhang's words were like a freshly cast sword, this sword was sharp enough to cut her heart to pieces when she was unconscious, and when she reacted, the feeling of heartache to death had spread to her whole body unconsciously. However, Lan Xue told herself that even if her heart hurt to death, she would pretend to be casual and continue to walk, because she had already made a promise that no matter how painful it was, she would not have the slightest reaction. Although Lan Xue kept saying sorry in her heart, she never blurted out the words in her heart. She raised her head slightly, stared at Xu Duhang with indifferent eyes, and in the face of the heartache and despair in Xu Duhang's eyes, she "treated it indifferently", and after hiding all the guilt and unbearability in her heart, she said in an indifferent tone: "You said that you won't force me." And I never wanted to force you. Whether it's ignorant or shameless, it's all because Brother Twilight insists on following his heart, so he will become like this······"