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He Xiaofeng carefully observed the structure of the dormitory building, which was equipped with anti-theft nets outside the corridors on each floor, and tiles between the buildings. He Xiaofeng estimated in his heart that with his light skills of flying eaves and walking on the wall, there should be no problem in climbing up.

It's just that what if she went up and shocked Yang Meng, what if she jumped down directly? Also, what if you show light skills in front of so many people and are treated as monsters?

He Xiaofeng hesitated, taking climbing up as the last option, planning to see if Xiang Ziying and the others could persuade her to come down.

On the roof of the building, Xiang Ziying and the others and the school's psychology teacher came behind Yang Meng and approached her step by step.

Yang Meng suddenly turned around and shouted: Don't come near me! Her delicate body trembled, and several people were afraid that she would fall down because of her excitement, so they quickly stopped.

Ye Lei said: Yang Meng, weren't you good before, after we finished the performance just now, the teacher told us that Huayi Music Company has taken a fancy to us, and wants to negotiate a contract with us, you come back quickly!

When Yang Meng heard this, his body trembled, and the expression on his face struggled even more, but his footsteps did not move for half a minute.

Xing Mengmeng also said: Sister Yang Meng, didn't you say that you wanted to recognize me as your godsister? Come here!

Xiang Ziying also said anxiously: Yang Meng, we need you, the White Rose Band can't live without you! They tried their best to persuade Yang Meng, and there were shouts downstairs.

The boys in the fan group were anxious, and asked Feng Yu one by one, deputy head of the group, what should we do now? When this kind of thing happened, they had already forgotten what they wanted to teach He Xiaofeng a lesson.

Feng Yu looked at the top of the building, and was helpless, so he had to comfort: I hope they can persuade her!

But we want to do something for her!

Feng Yu shook his head and said nothing. They are not superhuman, what can they do?

At this time, the news of Yang Meng jumping off the building had spread all over the school, and many students rushed over, and some people didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement. pointed upstairs, and guessed the reason why Yang Meng jumped off the building.

Some good deeds even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, Yang Meng upstairs saw this situation, clenched his silver teeth, one foot was already raised, and everyone's hearts were also pinched.

Yang Meng, wait! The psychology teacher shouted in the back, you listen to me first.

Yang Meng put his feet down again.

Downstairs, He Xiaofeng yelled at the students who took the video: Put down your mobile phone, do you know how much pressure this puts on her, spread out, don't watch!

For a person who is about to jump off a building, there will be a lot of psychological pressure when he sees others pointing and shooting videos. Some students have come to their senses and have put their phones away.

But there are also those who ignore it, and He Xiaofeng unceremoniously went up and snatched their mobile phones.

Hey, what are you doing! Give me back your phone.

Grandma's, you want to rob Lao Tzu? Of course He Xiaofeng wouldn't ask for their mobile phones, and when he returned the mobile phones, he punished them a little, and those people screamed in pain.

Seeing He Xiaofeng so fierce, the rest of the people honestly put away their mobile phones.

Seeing this, the boys in the fan group also went up to help, telling the students not to talk loudly and give advice.

On the rooftop, the psychology teacher asked: Yang Meng, I know that you must be suffering from something. But have you ever thought that your life was given to you by your parents, that you are going to die, and you have asked them if you have not?

Your parents worked hard to raise you and provide for your schooling, and you repay them like that?

The psychology teacher's words touched Yang Meng's weak heart at once, her aggrieved tears fell straight down, and the pear blossom said with rain: I'm sorry for my parents!

The psychology teacher continued: Since you know that you are sorry, you should not commit suicide. Do you see that your friends, fans, and so many classmates, they all care about you so much, and are afraid that something will happen to you, are you worthy of them?

In this world, there is nothing that cannot be solved, you come back first, and if there is any difficulty, teachers and classmates will help you. You are so beautiful, you can sing and dance, and you still have a long way to go, come on!

Yang Meng squatted down, half of his body was exposed outside the rooftop, and a group of people hurriedly put quilts downstairs. She cried and said, "No way, you can't solve it." I don't want to die, but I don't want to burden my parents anymore!

Xiang Ziying was about to cry out and said: Yang Meng, what's going on? You name it, and we're sure we can help you! Come back quickly, it's too dangerous there.

Yang Meng sobbed in a low voice: Ziying, Ye Lei Mengmeng, and teachers and classmates, thank you for caring about me so much. It's the greatest luck of my life to know you, but I have blood cancer, which is already in the advanced stage, and if I don't receive chemotherapy, I won't live for a few months.

Even if I receive chemotherapy, this disease can't be cured, my parents don't have the money to pay for the treatment, I don't want to hurt them!

After Yang Meng finished speaking, he hugged his head and cried. Xiang Ziying and the others all had a look of unbelievable grief, blood cancer, in other words, leukemia.

As we all know, this disease is called a terminal disease, and there is no cure at all. Only chemotherapy can prolong life, but chemotherapy is just drinking to quench thirst. They never thought that Yang Meng, a taciturn girl, would be a terminally ill patient!

But she loves life and music so much. Xiang Ziying remembered that for the performance of this art festival party, Yang Meng practiced hard every day, often until late at night.

At that time, her face was pale and her body was weak, and everyone thought that she didn't pay attention to maintaining her body, who knew that she had blood cancer!

The three girls of the White Rose Band blamed themselves for why they didn't care about her earlier. After having blood cancer, red blood cells and platelets will decrease significantly, which is why Yang Meng looks so white.

Downstairs in the dormitory, the originally noisy crowd also quieted down. Faced with a terminally ill girl, they don't know what words to use to comfort her. Even those who were originally speculating about others were not making a sound, but looked at Yang Meng on the rooftop sympathetically.

In the fan group, there were several boys with tears in their eyes, and they were Yang Meng's admirers. But when they encounter this kind of thing, a feeling of powerlessness rises in their hearts.

Xiang Ziying shouted at her with red eyes: Yang Meng, don't give up. Even if it is a terminal illness, there are also examples of survival. We'll all help you, with the money for chemotherapy, and I'll call everyone together to donate

Before she finished speaking, Yang Meng interrupted her and said in a sobbing voice: Ziying, needless to say, I have thought about it. Tonight's show is our last, thank you for your company.

She stood up and walked around the edge of the rooftop, trying to walk to the places where there was no quilt underneath, and begged for death.

A group of men below carried a stack of tall futon, trying to catch her. But they were holding these things, the area was too small, Yang Meng jumped down, and he couldn't catch it, and everyone was anxious.

He Xiaofeng knew that she couldn't hesitate any longer, if she really jumped down, it would be too late!

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