Nangong Jing was silent for a long time, her heart hurt for a long time, her heart was pounding, she subconsciously kept reassuring herself, her master is still so young, it will be fine, don't scare yourself......

"My second uncle is ...... He's dying, he thought...... Listen to Cher's voice, count me as asking you for help...... It's me who is sorry for you, and in the future, I will definitely make up for you.

My second uncle ...... There's no time, I can't wait......" Nangong Jing choked up and prayed like a thunderbolt, making her face pale.

Her eyes were glazed, and the information in her hand had not yet been loaded into the information bag, and she fell to the ground in shock, such bad news made her whole person feel like she had fallen into hell from heaven

There was only endless coldness and desolation in that place, and she felt great fear, and muttered in horror: "How could it be ......"

Nangong Jing heard her questioning, and the whole person was a little flustered, and continued to explain: "Five years ago, after her accident, my second uncle, he has always blamed himself......

That night, she left suddenly, he blamed himself for not going to send her, he hated himself, he felt that he didn't protect her well, and for the past five years, he has been living in self-blame.

I often sat alone in her room in a daze, sat all day, and ate without a meal, and when I came back, I found out that he was already in the advanced stage of stomach cancer......

Please, he really ...... There was only one last breath left, and now, he just wanted to ...... Listen to her voice......"

Jian Junxi's tears could no longer be suppressed, like beads that had been stripped of the thread, desperately drawing out his eyes, tremblingly stretched out his hand, covering his lips hard, not daring to let himself make a sound.

Seeing that there was no sound on the phone, Nangong Jing thought that he was unwilling, so he immediately filled his chest with anger and roared angrily: "Jian Junxi, what I said is true!"

What you want me to do, I did it, you just let her say a few words to my second uncle, I know it's all my fault, I said everything, okay if I beg you? ”

Jian Junxi held down the microphone desperately, her heart was like countless sharp knives stabbing her, the pain was so painful that she couldn't help herself, the pain like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, she couldn't breathe.

The whole person was panicked and confused, trembling uncontrollably, and there was no way to think normally in his head, so he could only let the tears flow non-stop.

There was still no sound on the phone, Nangong Jing took it in front of him and looked at it, and did not hang up, clenched his phone in despair, and a sense of helplessness that he had never felt before surrounded his heart.

Nangong Jun felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he also heard that the other party was unwilling to agree to Nangong Jing, he held up his body and said weakly: "Gong Jing, let ...... Let me...... and ...... to him."

Nangong Jun's dying voice was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making Jian Junxi feel as if he had been struck by lightning and froze in place.

A heart is like a huge stone hanging on it, and it keeps sinking, and the heart hurts so much that it can't breathe.

Nangong Jing pressed the amplification, Nangong Jun took a deep breath, and opened his mouth extremely weakly: "Hello, I am ...... Nangong Jun......

I...... It's Cher's Master, I want to know...... Cher ...... Is she really alive? ”

Nangong Jun's voice implied anticipation, which made Jian Junxi cry so much that he couldn't help himself, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the floor, and his bones hit the floor with a loud bang.

However, the little pain in her knee was less than one-ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart, one hand pressed the microphone, and the other hand pressed her heart.

(End of chapter)