However, all this Kang Ziqi pretended not to happen, in his heart, as long as Luo Zi'er did not leave, it was a manifestation of love for him.

It wasn't until this day that he continued to pretend to sleep but heard her pat himself lightly again, and when he saw that he shouldn't, he picked up the phone with confidence.

In fact, from Luo Zi'er's tone on the phone, he couldn't hear much love between them, but her voice was low and slightly sobbing.

"Don't bother us anymore, his days are numbered, so I want to accompany him through the last journey of his life!"

A heart seemed to fall rapidly from the sky, Kang Ziqi never expected that a beautiful life would end before it began. He watched the happiness flow out of his hands, not to mention grabbing it, even the strength to touch it was gone, no wonder she would talk to herself about her condition from time to time before, but recently she avoided talking about it as much as possible.

Under Kang Ziqi's repeated requests, the doctor finally let him out of the hospital.

is still the most reassuring bed at home, hugging his wife who has just been warm, he kissed her forehead gently: "Zi'er, if you chose to leave me at the beginning, I won't blame you!"

"Neurotic!"

The wife pounded him on the chest with disgust, and her strength was small.

"Zi'er, am I really just myocarditis?" Kang Ziqi kissed her forehead again and asked with a gentle smile.

"Oops, I've been asking for a day, it's really just myocarditis, and the doctor said that you've been too tired lately, just rest more!"

Although her tone was light, Kang Ziqi could still see some clues in those somewhat evasive eyes.

However, he chose not to mention it, but would spend his days reading some medical books about heart diseases, comparing his own body and speculating about something.

Every time Luo Zi'er found out, she would angrily snatch his books and scold: "You, how can such a big person be like a child, and always suspect that he has a serious illness for no reason, don't be suspicious of whether it is good or not, I see that you are not sick, but it seems that menopause is early!"

Kang Ziqi was silent but his heart became more and more bitter, he secretly went to the doctor, and the doctor only comforted him, but he understood that this was just a white lie woven by Luo Zier and the doctor, presumably he was really terminally ill.

Luo Zier proposed to take him to see a psychiatrist, but he flatly refused, so she had no choice but to ask the doctor to prescribe some calming medicine, and stared at him every day to take it.

......

At this point in the story, Luo Zi'er stopped, tears welled up, and accidentally knocked over the wine jug, but when she picked it up in a hurry, she looked suspicious.

"Why don't you spill this wine?"

Without answering her question, I raised the corners of my mouth slightly, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and smiled faintly.

"I'm afraid that medicine is not calming, if I guessed correctly, your ex-boyfriend is a psychiatrist, right?"

With a bang, Luo Zi'er's round eyes like apricots almost cracked, and her dark eyes were full of fear and disbelief.

"You, you, you, you......"

Before she could say anything, I spat out a wisp of pink, blue and gold spiritual power, and after welcoming the spiritual power, she fell on the table and fell into a deep dream.

"Princess, why did you put her to sleep with a spell?

Lin'er was startled, and hurriedly ran over to support Luo Zi'er, who almost fell to the ground.

"I'm sure she'll never be able to say what happened next!" I poured a glass of wine, and I glanced at her as I drank it, "If you want to know, you should ask me!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a small wind swirled in the store and rolled the newspaper on the counter to the ground, followed by a faint human figure, and this figure was the dead Kang Ziqi.

I saw him slowly drift to Luo Zi'er's side, one hand caressing his lover's face emptily, and his face showed love.

Lin'er looked at him fixedly and asked, "You, you, have you been there all along?"

Glancing back at her, Kang Ziqi nodded.

"What happened later, if you don't tell me, I'll call the police!"

Glancing at Luo Zi'er, a cold expression condensed on my face.

"I, I really committed suicide, as long as she can be happy, it doesn't matter if I die!"

This sentence startled him, and Kang Ziqi immediately began to explain......

......

Luo Zier once brought her ex-boyfriend to see Kang Ziqi, and he did not show any displeasure, but greeted him with a smile and actively cooperated with the treatment.

At first, he didn't need his wife's urging to take medicine, because only after taking the medicine could his emotions be relieved, but gradually he felt that the amount of medicine was not enough, so he increased the dose privately.

Until one time, he went to a department store to relax, and as a result, he fainted and was taken to the hospital on the spot, because he woke up on the way, and the doctor did not inform his family at his request.

When he arrived at the hospital, Kang Ziqi told the doctor that he was fine and that he would get better after taking medicine.

Who knows, the doctor took out his medicine and questioned him who gave him the medicine.

After he answered, the doctor was silent for a long time, and finally threw the unlabeled bottle into the trash.

"Don't eat it again in the future!" This doctor once helped Kang Ziqi heal his parents, so he always believed the doctor's words, "If you can, your wife, let's break up!"

Kang Ziqi smiled bitterly and replied, "I can die, but I can't do without her!"

Looking at his stubborn face, the doctor shook his head helplessly, and repeatedly told him not to take those medicines again.

Kang Ziqi, who returned home, looked at his physical examination report repeatedly, he knew that he really only had a little myocarditis but it was not serious, looking at this case that could prove his health, he cried and cried bitterly.

He finally understood that if everything that happened was strung together, that clear chain of information would be presented-

His wife's desire in the hospital, the voice messages sent late at night, the gentle call by his name for fear that he was not asleep, were only deliberate, and the voice chats in the dead of night were all deliberately wanted to be heard.

The medicine given to oneself is not a medicine that relieves the mind, but a kind of psychotropic medicine that treats a certain mental illness.

Luo Zier began to be busy with her own art exhibitions, but she would call every day to urge Kang Ziqi to take medicine.

Kang Ziqi responded in his mouth, but he never ate it again, but just continued his life quietly.

Occasionally, when he was intimate with his wife, he would suddenly burst out with such a sentence: "Zi'er, love you, I have never regretted it!"

And Luo Zi'er will also respond gently: "I love you too, for the rest of my life!"

It's just that Luo Zier's ex-boyfriend, who hadn't seen Kang Ziqi's condition worsen for a long time, couldn't hold it back, and actually found him out for a showdown.

"You don't have much to do, so why don't you just let Zi'er go!"

He said.

Kang Ziqi just laughed, but didn't answer: "Since I'm going to die, you're not afraid to wait a few more days!"

"But what's the point of you dragging Zi'er like this!" the man was still annoyed and angry, and slapped the table, attracting the side eyes of the adjacent table, "What's more, she doesn't love you anymore, and she was with you just because my family didn't agree with the two of us, and you just happened to show up at that time......"

Standing up, Kang Ziqi was still smiling, and before leaving, he sneered: "It's just that she is my wife now, and you, nothing!"

On the way home, Kang Ziqi had mixed feelings, and before there was no evidence of the uneasiness that he had already noticed, he could convince himself that it was just suspicious, but now, all the speculation has been marked with the word truth, what else is there to struggle with?

After losing his parents, Luo Zier was the whole of his life, but now, she has strangled all of him. Turning the wheel, he drove to the train station where he had come for love a few years ago.

Watching the train slowly coming from a distance, his heart was calm, since he loves someone, he must fulfill her happiness, if death can bring her happiness, then he will die.

"Luo Zi'er, I really deserve it in my life, I'm only sorry for one person, and that is myself!"

After a quick sentence in his heart, he rushed onto the railroad and felt the greatest flight of his life......

......

Lin'er couldn't listen anymore, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes continued to tear, her lips closed repeatedly, but she couldn't spit out a word.

"Drink this wine, you go!"

I didn't show anything on my face, poured him a glass of wine that Luo Zi'er had been drinking, and casually picked up the 10,000-year-old wicker that had always been placed on the table, and stirred it in the cup casually.

Without the slightest hesitation, Kang Ziqi took the wine glass and drank it all, her sad eyebrows gradually stretched, and her body gradually began to emit a slight light, which began to slowly fly away from under her feet.

When that little bit of light was about to fly away, I heard his gentle voice.

"This wine is so sweet!"

"Princess, has he gone to reincarnation?"

Lin'er picked up the wine glass that fell on the ground, bit her lower lip and asked me worriedly.

"He committed suicide, and he must go to the 14th layer of the hell to be punished for 300 years before he can be reincarnated again!"

Glancing at Luo Zi'er, who was still asleep, with a little resentment, I sighed helplessly, why bother? This woman may not love him, but she was just fascinated by some undeserved feelings.

The wind chimes suddenly cracked, the door was pushed open, and a Sven man wearing glasses rushed in, ran directly to the couch and picked up Luo Zi'er, and the gaze shot through the lenses was still ruthless.

"What's wrong with Zi'er?"