He looked at her with a sad look in his eyes: "Qingyue, I also thought about it for a long time last night, there is nothing wrong with you doing this, since you have a new choice, then I will fulfill you." ”

"I didn't lie to you, I didn't betray you, Rong Jun, please listen to my explanation......" Chen Qingyue tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a panic, tears falling down her cheeks.

Her suffering, her sin, who can understand? To whom can you speak?

He gently wiped the tears from her face, and the blood on his hands shook in front of her eyes, like a bewitching flower.

His fingertips were cold, and his eyes were no longer the light of the past, as if he had lost all life in an instant.

With a slight voice, he said: "Qingyue, so be it, I hope your mother recovers soon, we ......."

He raised his head to hold back his tears, looked at the blue sky, and said slowly for a long time: "I'm leaving, you take good care of yourself, goodbye." ”

Goodbye, is it never goodbye.

These two words were like an earth-shattering thunderclap, slamming into her chest.

Murong Junxi is the most gentle person to her besides her mother, but she didn't expect that now, he would also leave him.

She knelt on the ground as soon as her legs were weak, her heart was broken, obviously the early summer of May was above her head, but at this moment she was in the cold hell of the ground, and her body couldn't help trembling.

When she sat on the ground and couldn't stop crying, she saw a gentle big palm, stuffed her into a car, and heard him say: "Chengbei Hospital." ”

Then the door was slammed shut, and she slumped into the back seat, not knowing anything.

Murong Junxi looked at the taxi in the distance in a daze, ran two steps forward, stopped again, clenched his fists, and his heart was stirred by the taxi in the distance.

Chen Qingyue leaned on the back seat of the car for a long time, and the tears on her face had dried up.

The whole person looks like a clay doll that has lost its life, looking pitiful and helpless.

I'm sorry, Murong Junxi, I really can't help it.

I wish you happiness.

The driver couldn't get used to it for a long time, and when he arrived at the gate of Beicheng Hospital, he hurriedly said: "Miss, get out of the car, it's here." ”

When she arrived at the gate of the hospital, Chen Qingyue packed up her emotions.

Chen Qingyue went to the hospital to make up for her mother's surgery fee, and then waited in the hospital to go to the ICU in the afternoon to see her mother.

Because the ICU is different from the ordinary ward, Qingyue is waiting for the 4 p.m. visitation time.

In the afternoon, when it was time to visit, Qingyue put on sterile clothes.

Entering the ICU, she gently walked to the bedside, her mother had esophageal cancer, and she had fallen asleep at the moment.

On the hospital bed, she became more and more thin, and she was given radiotherapy, and there were various tubes on her body.

It looks miserable, and naturally the whole person's spirit is very bad, and his face looks pale and weak.

Except for the ruthless Chen family, her mother is the only remaining relative in this world for her.

Chen Qingyue put her mother's hand on her face, and the warmth transmitted between the lines made all the sadness of losing the first time and losing Murong Junxi flood her eyes.

A few tears were shed, and she hurriedly dried them, afraid that her mother would suddenly wake up and find something wrong.

At the end of the visitation, she said goodbye to her mother.

When she came out of the hospital, it was already evening.

When she came out of the hospital at the end of the visit, it was already late afternoon, and she said goodbye to her mother.

After coming out of the hospital, she went directly to the Xenobar by car, and she planned to repay the 300,000 yuan that Nangong Youlin lent him.

Chen Qingyue arrived at the bar, walked to the back door of the Xenomorph bar, raised her hand and tapped.