"Young master, don't talk nonsense, you will definitely be fine, you will be fine......"

Yang Pu cried so loudly that he couldn't cry anymore.

He half-knelt beside Song Yansheng, the so-called man didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't get to the sad place.

Song Yansheng glanced at him and said softly: "What are you crying about, you are already a man." ”

Yang Pu wiped away the tears on his face, nodded and said, "I don't cry, I don't cry......"

He's a man, he can't cry, he can't make the young master sad anymore.

"I want to be alone for a while."

After speaking, Song Yansheng looked into the distance again, he was already very tired.

Yang Pu held back the urge to cry, got up, and walked to the house.

Old Man Meng and the people of the Song family stood by the window in the house, looking at Song Yansheng in the courtyard.

Mother Song was already crying so much that her eyes were swollen, and Song Guiran was secretly wiping her tears.

"Master, is there really no way?"

Uncle Lin asked in a heavy tone.

Old Man Meng shook his head: "I took out all the skills I have learned in this life, but I still can't help him." ”

There was a hint of helpless self-blame in the old man's tone.

He still can't save this child after all, he has saved countless people from the hands of Hades in his life, but Song Yansheng, he can't do anything, he can't do anything.

This feeling of powerlessness and heartache is too uncomfortable.

Old Man Meng turned his back and wiped the corners of his eyes with his wrinkled hands.

That child also grew up under his watch, and like the orange girl, they all have feelings.

There are so many children in the compound, and the most distressing and worrying thing is Yan Sheng.

He looked distressed.

Song Yansheng sat alone in a wheelchair, he was very tired, and he felt that the surroundings were very quiet.

The physical pain seems to have decreased a lot, but at this moment, it is extraordinarily peaceful.

I remember someone asked him before, asking him if he hated the injustice of fate and the ruthlessness of God?

Song Yansheng thought that until this moment, he had never hated it.

Because, at least God gave him a happy family, so that he could afford his medical expenses for so many years.

God gave him the ability to be a genius, making him better than others and becoming a leader in the computer world.

The most important thing is that God let him meet Su Xiaoling.

The girl who appeared in his life like an angel, gave him strength, gave him vitality and love......

He didn't hate, and he never complained.

He wanted to thank God for allowing him to meet her.

Even though their love time was too short and short-lived, he was content.

For a man on the verge of death, he can't ask for much.

He only hoped that, from now on, Heaven would be kind to those he cherished.

Although he has already learned to accept death slowly.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable and sad in his heart.

The thought that he would never see her again, that he would never be able to hold her again, that he would never be able to talk to her again, that he would never be able to hear her again, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

The world seems to have fallen silent.

Occasionally, he could only hear the autumn wind rustling through the leaves, and the song she sang Destiny sounded in his ears......

He seemed to see that she was smiling towards him, and she was still so good-looking, as always, that made him feel excited.

As first seen.

Song Yansheng, who was in a wheelchair, slowly closed his eyes.

The ring on the ring finger shimmered faintly.

Bleak and sad.

People say,

Autumn is a season of sadness.

(End of chapter)