I don't want to, Cher, I beg you, can you not give up on yourself, I really love you, I still have a lot to do

I want to experience the changes of the four seasons with you, I want you to be the most beautiful bride, I want you to be the happiest woman in the world.

I want to have many children with you, I want to see your really happy smile, and I want to grow old with you.

Wait until a hundred years from now, and we will go to heaven together, can you ...... Can...... Give me a little bit of hope......"

In the end, Nangong Jing couldn't hold back any longer, hugged her and cried bitterly, her heart was like a thousand swords wantonly cutting bones, and the pain was like a storm hitting the sea, turbulent and unstoppable......

Jian Junxi's heart was as if someone had dug a huge hole, and the endless cold wind poured in, the cold wind like the wind and the frost and the sword, the knife did not see blood, and the knife broke his heart.

The pain made her tears unable to be suppressed any longer, slipping from the corners of her eyes, and the whole person seemed to sink into the swamp, and no one could save her.

The trembling hand stretched out in the air, trying to wipe away his tears and his wounds, but he was so powerless......

It's not that she hasn't thought about it, but her current body, even if she survives the liver replacement, she won't be able to pass the last two levels.

But suddenly, she really wanted to live, and she wanted to grow old with him......

Silent tears, constantly rolling down the corners of her eyes, how to describe her sadness?

How to describe the despair in her heart? The more you are afraid of something, the more something will happen?

It's always like this, at the last moment of her life, why should she be worried?

For a moment, the bathroom was shrouded in a layer of oppressive and bleak sentimentality......

Her outstretched hand in mid-air trembled......

After all, he was still scared and chose to escape, Nangong Jing looked up and saw that her hand wanted to retract, so he grabbed her hand tremblingly.

Staring at her blue eyes overflowing with grief, all thoughts were discouraged, and she couldn't cry: "Is it...... No matter what I do...... You'll never ...... No...... Accept me? ”

"It's not ......" Jian Junxi's heartache was like a knife cut, tears couldn't stop flowing, and the whole person looked a little hesitant.

"Tell me, then, how long can you last?" Nangong Jing's hoarse voice was tinged with a hint of anger and unwillingness.

Jian Junxi's face was as pale as paper, he looked at him with teary eyes, his expression was slightly confused, and he just wanted to speak.

Nangong Jing asked painfully: "Do you want to say again, your body is very good, and you can live for a long time......

Jian Junxi's nose was sour, the tears at the bottom of his eyes couldn't stop flowing, and the whole person was like drowning in water, losing consciousness, and no longer able to whirl.

Her thin lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say no, but her choked throat made her unable to open her mouth......

Nangong Jing's tears were like a drizzle, falling with green leaves, her big hand trembled invisibly, gently stroked the tears from the corners of her eyes, and cried and persuaded: "Xue'er, let's have surgery!"

Would you like to work a little harder and persevere? In the past, you survived so many hardships and so many difficulties alone, why should you give up here?

You still have a lot of work to do, do you? The enemy hasn't been found yet, how can you give up? ”

Jian Junxi's body stiffened, his tear-glistening eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked hoarsely, "What do you know?" ”

Nangong Jing saw the killing intent in her eyes, her heart was cold, and she roared angrily: "Are you going to kill all the people who are good to you, and you are willing?" ”

Jian Junxi's long eyelashes were like butterflies, dancing sadly, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, her choked throat seemed to be full of needles, and she couldn't say a word in pain.

(End of chapter)