"There's no way to keep singing. Hao Xingyue said.

"Why?"

"Hua Dan has a terminal illness and can't be cured, the doctor said that her life is not long, and this drama will be held in a few days, and it will be arranged after the auction, but her body can't wait, maybe she doesn't know when she falls asleep and won't wake up, so she has to arrange it in advance. ”

Speaking of sadness, Hao Xingyue couldn't help it after all and shed tears.

She turned her head, took out a handkerchief and wiped her eyes, pulled out a smile, and said, "Sorry for letting you see the joke." ”

"Dangdang. There was a sound of gongs ringing on the stage.

Her eyes were attracted to it, and she continued to speak as if explaining: "She and I are confidants and friends, and I can only talk to her about my heart, but I didn't expect God to be so blind, and he would easily take away her young life......"

"Ah......h

As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately aroused applause from the audience.

The body is very thin, and some of them can't stand the many clothes on their bodies, but they still hold on to singing a whole opera.

At the end of the play, the unexpected suddenly happened-

"Bang. The singer fell and fell on her favorite stage.

The seven orifices are bleeding and dying.

The stands were in a panic, and many people cried directly.

Voices of concern come and go.

Hao Xingyue couldn't hold back anymore and rushed forward.

Holding the head of his confidant and friend, he cried and called the doctor.

Hua Dan held her hand, and before the words could be spoken, she vomited a mouthful of blood first, but she still forced herself to squeeze out a smile, her voice was like a mosquito, intermittently: "No, no, call, call the doctor, I, I know, myself, the number of qi is exhausted, can, can die, die on the stage, I, I have no regrets......"

In the end, her hand touched Hao Xingyue's face, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye: "Yue, it's good, go, live you, what you want, life, no, don't, ...... again"

His hand hung down weakly, and Hua Dan slowly closed his eyes.

There was no pain on his face and he walked peacefully.

Jing Ge didn't come to the rescue.

She knew that this person was no longer saved, and the aura of death on his body was very heavy, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

is terminally ill, and it is not easy to barely survive until now.

"Ahh Hao Xingyue hugged Hua Dan's gradually cool corpse, and finally took off all the pretense of strength, and couldn't cry.

Langming had never seen such a picture, and shrank into her arms in fear, her eyes rolling uneasily.

Hua Dan's sudden death caused the audience to mourn.

......

"Thank you for accompanying me to the theater today. After Hao Xingyue said goodbye to Jing Ge, she walked forward alone.

The emaciated back, in the afterglow of the setting sun, was stretched very long.

"Master, is she okay?" Meng Feifei said as he stood beside Jing Ge.

"Time is the universal healing medicine, and when she figures it out, she will be fine. After Jing Ge finished speaking, he took Lang Ming and walked towards the inn.

Meng Feifei followed behind, looking at her back, wondering in his heart, why did the master always give him a feeling of seeing through the red dust?

It's as if she's been through so many things.

Thinking of what happened to the master, Meng Feifei's mood was not very good.

"Song, hug. Lang Ming suddenly tugged Jing Ge's hand, Jing Ge thought he was going to hug him, squatted down, and stretched out his hands to Lang Ming.

Lang Ming shook his head.