"I don't believe it, I don't believe what they say, and I don't believe that Leng Fu Xiao will leave."

"Last night, after I came back last night, I didn't even come to the ward to see him again, I've thought of a way, I've thought of a way to save him, just give me a little time, I just need a little time."

"And ...... How could a person who is so powerful of him die, once I cursed him so many times, he didn't die, how could it be now, how could he die in a hospital bed. ”

"You must lie to me, you must lie to me, right?"

Yan Muye's mind was blank, and she didn't dare to accept this fact at all. Yan Muye had just come out of the room this morning, and she saw a lot of people standing at the door of her room.

At first, Yan Muye felt strange, but when Lou Lanyue finished speaking, Yan Muye seemed to be crazy, and even forgot to take the elevator, climbed the stairs directly, went down ten floors in one breath, and then arrived at Leng Fuxiao's ward.

When she arrived at the hospital room, the whole atmosphere was extremely strange. In addition to this, and the person lying on the bed, motionless.

The white cloth covered Leng Fu Xiao's whole body, and everything around him was quiet and terrifying, except for the people around him, he couldn't feel any life anymore.

…

Luo Jiubai's calm expression was solemn, and in her dark and deep eyes, there was an inch of frost, and her firm gaze shot straight into Yan Muye's pupils, as if she wanted to wake her up.

"We didn't lie to you, the master is indeed dead. I also hope that Miss Yan can be sober, and in the future, we will send you to a place where no one knows you, so that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. ”

Yan Muye's ears couldn't hear anything anymore. The only thing that lingered in my ears was a few big words - 'Leng Fu Xiao is gone'.

Yan Muye's hand touched the location of his heart. How is it possible, how can Leng Fu Xiao die?

If he dies, he will not live. But now, she is still alive here, which means that he will not die, he is not dead.

Yan Muye's eyes fell to the hospital bed on the side, and Yan Muye had just taken a step over there, and two people took the initiative to stop Yan Muye.

"Miss Yan, you can't go over."

"When the master took his last breath, he specially instructed us not to let you see him for the last time."

"In the end, after the ashes of the master are cremated, we will hand over the master to you completely, please apologize now."

Two well-trained bodyguards stood in front of Yan Muye, who looked at the arm in front of him, and then skimmed towards the hospital bed.

"Get out of the way."

"I told you to get out of the way, don't you understand!!"

In front of the can still be indifferent. Yan Muye turned around: "Luo Jiubai, Leng Fu Xiao is not dead yet, right?" ”

"Huh?"

"You're lying to me, you're all lying to me."

"If he's dead, why don't you dare let me see him?"

"Even if it's the last time I see him."

"I believe that it is absolutely impossible for Leng Fu Xiao to die. If he dies one day, I will die with him. But now that I'm standing before you alive, how could he leave before me? ”

"It's simply impossible, it's impossible."

"If you live to see people, if you want to see corpses when you die, you quickly let them get out of the way."