Chapter 359: Can't Believe He's Dead
(Cat flutter Chinese)
What are you kidding, how could Huo Qingcang die?
Lan Yifeng thought that he was still dreaming, a nightmare that he had not woken up from. Such a nightmare is really terrifying......
There was a cry all around, but she stood stupidly and unresponsive.
"Lan Yifeng, you're happy now! Don't you want my brother to die, he got what you wanted! Huo Xinmei saw that she didn't show her sad feelings, and she was even more angry, and she was about to beat her, "You ruthless woman, my brother died because of you, you didn't leave a tear for her......"
"Xinmei!" Fu Tianlei and the others stopped her, "Don't fight, don't let your brother go uneasy." ”
"My poor brother...... Woowoo woo ......"
What are they talking about? What are they playing? Wake up from this nightmare, she's really fed up!
"Mama...... Dad, are you dead......" Even Xuanxuan, who is usually the most naughty, looked sad at this time, and pulled her arm and asked.
Lan Yifeng slowly lowered his stiff head, shook it slowly, and his voice seemed to come from afar, which seemed so empty: "No...... He didn't die...... It's a nightmare......"
"My brother was killed by you! He doesn't want to have surgery, you have to force him to have surgery, or he'll live a few more days. The success rate of the operation is so low, you have to force him to ......"
"Wow......" Xuanxuan cried, Jin'er covered her mouth with her hands and cried, and Lan You also stood there stupidly, silently shedding tears, Huo Mingzhe was even sitting in a wheelchair, biting his lip and crying silently.
"I want to pull out, I want to pull out, dad ......" Xuanxuan's heart-rending cry was the most heart-wrenching, and everyone present also choked up.
Lan Yifeng shook his head, shaking his head all the time......
But tears still couldn't help but slip from the corners of his eyes.
Qingcang ...... She bit her lip tightly and pressed one hand against her heart...... It hurts here, it hurts, it's hurt like never before. Once, when she thought he had hurt her the most, it didn't hurt so much.
It turned out that all the injuries could not compare to his departure, and even if she hated, she didn't want him to die. After all, he was still deeply rooted in her heart, and it would hurt if he pulled it out slightly, so she never removed him from the deepest part of her heart.
Her feet were weak, she sat down on a chair on the side, tears welled up, as long as she thought that she would never see him again, and there would never be a trace of him in her future life, she wanted to die in pain.
Qingcang, why are you so ruthless, you actually left at such a time, this kind of time we have solved all misunderstandings, and we should have wanted to be the happiest!
I have never compensated you, never said to you well, from the deepest part of my heart, I love you......
At this time, Huo Qingcang was pushed out of the operating room, covered with a white cloth.
Old man Huo stepped forward to untie the white cloth, but the doctor stopped him and shook his head at him: "He failed brain surgery...... It's so scary, you better not look at it. Besides, I can't see anything......"
As soon as he said this, everyone cried more fiercely, Huo Xinmei rushed up, lay on Huo Qingcang's body, and cried.
Lan Yifeng held on to the wall, reluctantly stood up, lifted his lead-filled legs, and walked towards Huo Qingcang step by step. She tried to take the white cloth that covered him, but the doctor stopped her as well.
"I want to see him one last time, I want to know ......" Lan Yifeng choked up and couldn't speak, she wanted to know if he had left peacefully the moment he left.
The doctor stepped back and gently lifted a corner of the white cloth for her, and a bloody face appeared before her.
Huo Xinmei just raised up, swept the terrifying picture out of the corner of her eye, and fainted with a scream.
Huo Qingcang was sent to the morgue, and the others followed. Only Lan Yifeng stood there stupidly, not reflecting for a long time, and the children were by her side.
Shen Zhiqian asked others to take care of Xiaorou, and he followed, he saw his daughter being hit like this, he stood aside and was at a loss, and he didn't know how to comfort her.
I don't know how long it took, Old Man Huo came back and came to them. He looked at a few children who were crying like tears, and then looked at the stupid Lan Yifeng, sighed and comforted: "Blue girl, I know that Qingcang's death has hit you hard...... However, the dead are gone, and we have to accept it. ”
Lan Yifeng shook his head, "I can't accept ......"
"Go back and rest, I'll send someone to arrange his funeral, and you just have to bring the children with you."
Funeral! It's a funeral again! Last time, I held a small funeral for Lan You, and it's only been a long time, and there will be a funeral again.
However, Lan and Neng have come back from the dead, can Huo Qingcang?
Old man Huo glanced at the bodyguards beside him, and they forcibly took Lan Yifeng and the children back to the Huo family's main house.
Lan Yifeng touched Huo Qingcang's room, curled up on his bed, sniffing the smell that belonged to him.
No...... There was no taste of him.
Also, how long has he not lived in this room. He's been living with her lately, or he's in the hospital, how can he smell like here.
The sheets are covered with a festive red color. This room has been furnished a long time ago, and it is their new house here. Now, in this new house, there is only her, and there is no male owner.
The lonely shadow is a true portrayal of her.
Lan Yifeng couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up suddenly, ran into the night desperately, and took a taxi back to her own house.
She stood outside the villa in a daze, looking at this house that was much worse than the main house, but here, she finally called it "home", not a place to live, nor the villa that Huo Qingcang bought.
This is her home, with the laughter of her and the children, and the picture of him sitting on the sofa with cold eyes and peeking at them while reading a book, and the corners of his mouth will raise a smile that even he doesn't know......
And this home has also been simply cleaned up in the past few days, with red decals, red happy characters, and brand new red bedding...... There is a festive smell everywhere, but there is no trace of him everywhere.
Lan Yifeng walked from downstairs to upstairs like a ghost, pushing open every room to look for clues that belonged to him.
He really left a lot of traces in this villa. There was his pen on the table in the living room, his towels and tea set in the bathroom, the toys he bought for the children in the playroom, and even the gifts he gave her in her bedroom.
She pulled out the music box, opened it, listened to the familiar march over and over again, hugged it, curled up on the bed, and gradually fell asleep.
It's a dream, wake up, he'll be by his side, smile and say to her, "Morning! ”
Morning, Huo Qingcang, I am willing to get up every morning and tell you again: morning.
I am willing to prepare a hearty breakfast for you every day, help you iron your clothes, help you put on a suit, help you open the door, say goodbye to you at the door, and ask for a kiss before leaving.
I am willing to leave a light for you every night, no matter how late you come back, I will wait for you.
I'm willing to remember all anniversaries, even if you're busy with work and don't remember them, because every time, it's just me who surprises you.
I am willing to have children for you, although pregnancy is hard, childbirth is painful, and raising children is difficult, but as long as you think that they are your children, I am willing to do all this.
I am willing to grow old with you and feed you when you have no teeth.
I am willing to share all your joys and pains......
You say I'm stubborn, you say I'm not convinced, you say I don't understand romance, I'm willing to change it. I'm willing to lower myself for you, just to beg you to look back at me again......
Lan Yifeng slowly opened her red and swollen eyes, it was already dawn, she had a dream all night, and she cried all night.
This room is full of his smell, and yet, in the end, all of this will disappear with his departure and the passage of time.
The only thing that can't be erased is the memories he left her, and the strong and deep love she has for him.
The door opened downstairs, and soon, someone came upstairs and knocked on her door.
She didn't even have the strength to speak, and lay on the bed in a daze.
Fu Tianlei walked in, looked at the half-dead woman on the bed, and whispered, "I knew you would be here." Let's go, I'm going to start preparing for the funeral today. ”
Lan Yifeng turned his body over, turned his back to him, and said lightly, "I don't want to go." ”
"Yifeng, I know you're sad, but you can't help but give him one last ride. Didn't you promise him that even if the operation was unsuccessful, you would be alive and well? ”
This was one of the topics they talked about at dinner that day, and she not only said this sentence at the time, but also said that if he did not succeed in the operation, she would not let him go on the road alone, and would come to accompany him. As a result, he provoked his monstrous anger, and forced her to swear that she would not pursue him and would live well.
She still didn't move.
Fu Tianlei was angry and turned her over, "You can cheer up, if you do this, how can he go on the road with peace of mind?" ”
She got up from the bed with difficulty, sat on the side, and said slowly, "I promised him...... I'll do it too...... I'm not going to let our children go without pulling, without numbness. What Qingcang cares about the most, I know better than anyone else. ”
She paused, and then added, "But I really can't attend his funeral, I can't see him buried." ”
The wound in her heart is very big, and it can only heal slowly, little by little.
Xigma worked overtime today, and she was too tired to come back, so let's update it here today, and try to make up for the poor update over the weekend. Sigmar counts.
There's no next chapter, so let's take a look at something else
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