Qingfeng tried his best to stare at Leng Yue with wide eyes, but his eyes were blurred, and the Leng Moon in front of him was like a shadow floating in the mist.

"Really...... Really......" he asked in a trembling voice, "Is it true?"

"I'm sorry......" Leng Yue approached him, and she raised her pale little face. "I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" The pair of tearful eyes looked at him sadly. "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you......" she choked in her throat, "I can't go through life with you...... I want to thank you, though. ”

She leaned her head weakly against Qingfeng's chest.

"Thank you for giving me happiness...... Thank you for letting me know what it's like to love someone...... The period of falling in love with you was the most brilliant time of my life. She whispered faintly, "Never forget...... I was so happy the day you proposed to me...... So happy......" After speaking, her body went limp, and the whole person slipped to the ground.

"Cold Moon—"

The breeze is scattered, and all thoughts are lost.

He picked up Leng Yue and shouted with a sharp throat: "Leng Yue! Leng Yue!"

Leng Yue's head hung weakly, her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and even her lips turned white.

Everyone ran around, stunned by the unexpected scene.

"Put her down!Call 120!Call 120!" Mr. Deng cried out in a daze.

"Don't watch!" Xiaoxi pushed through the crowd and rushed in, she held Leng Yue's cold little hand and shook it uncontrollably, shouting: "Give her fresh air!"

A word reminded Qingfeng, and he took off his windbreaker to wrap Leng Yue.

"Mr. Deng!" Junko said in a trembling voice: "120 ambulances, will arrive in 15 minutes!"

"15 minutes?"

The breeze repeated.

He was dazed, confused, and drowsy, he picked up Leng Yue, took mechanical steps, and ran towards the elevator room.

Mr. Deng, Xiaoxi, and those bodyguards all followed Qingfeng to escort him.

"Brother Qingfeng—" Yufeng also chased after her, crying as she ran, like a child. "Brother Qingfeng! I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry. ”

Yuan Qingfeng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he couldn't hear it, he didn't even look at Yufeng, he hugged Leng Yue tightly, and entered the elevator room numbly.

The elevator goes all the way to the underground car park.

"Yuan Qingfeng! Get in the car!"

Mr. Deng and Xiaoxi took the lead in the extended Lincoln with a driver.

They took the unconscious Cold Moon and laid her flat on the wide seat with Qingfeng.

Without a moment's hesitation, without a moment's delay, the car sped away towards the city hospital like an arrow off the string.

"I knew something was going to happen! I knew something was going to happen!" Mr. Deng stared at Qingfeng in a daze and said, "You fool! Why do you have to get to the bottom of it? You reckless and ignorant fool yelled! Leng Yue left you ruthlessly for the sake of you and for fear that you would be sad! Today, I came to the consortium for the sake of the final farewell. ”

Qingfeng clenched his teeth, and his heart was about to die.

He didn't want to plead, and he didn't have the heart to plead, he was all about Leng Yue's body.

"Calm down, Mr. Deng!"

Xiaoxi put her hand on Leng Yue's wrist, and she said as she pressed Leng Yue's pulse:

"Her pulse is fine and her breathing is normal. It is said that Jiren has his own natural appearance, and presumably the writer of Leng Yue will not have any major incidents. ”

"Yue'er, you must be fine......"

Qingfeng put Leng Yue's cold feet into his arms.

"Advisor Yuan, don't worry too much!" Xiaoxi said to Yuan Qingfeng again: "As long as Writer Leng Yue's body doesn't get cold, she won't have any big problems. ”

"My fool Yue'er!" Qingfeng shed tears and looked at Leng Yue and said: "Do you think that leaving me will cut off my pain? Do you think that if you bear it alone, I will be free? You are wrong! No matter whether I live or die, I can't escape my obsession! No matter whether it is suffering or pain, there is still no help...... Can't end ......"

He began to massage her body with his large, warm hands. One moment rubbing her hands, the next rubbing her legs.

"Your body can't get cold, you can't—" he whispered hoarsely, "I didn't expect it to hurt you...... Yue'er, I love you! Wake up! Yue'er-Yue'er-Leng Yue!"

"Advisor Yuan, you should also calm down!" Xiaoxi whispered to Qingfeng. "Don't be too anxious, we've arrived at the emergency center of the city hospital!"

Isn't it, the car ran several red lights at the fastest speed in a row, and then arrived at the gate of the emergency center.

Dr. Zhang, a friend of Mr. Deng, had already led the medical staff of the emergency center to greet him after receiving a call from Mr. Deng.

After they took Leng Yue, they pushed her into the emergency room.

Time passed minute by minute, and Leng Yue had been in for almost half an hour, and the doctors and nurses were running in and out, so nervously busy.

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

Mr. Deng, who was waiting outside the emergency room, buried his face in his wrists, muttered in his mouth, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Spring silkworms should not be old,

Day and night,

What a pity to exhaust the body,

Lingering from sometimes. ”

Qingfeng stared at the emergency room in despair, his face, under the light of the corridor light, became more and more pale.

Yuan Bo, who was summoned by Mr. Deng's call, Yuan Jing also came quickly.

As soon as Yuan Jing saw her soulless son Qingfeng, she was stunned! She really couldn't believe that this was her handsome and dashing son Yuan Qingfeng! How pale, embarrassed, and miserable he was now!

"Since ancient times, Hongyan has fought ......for his life," Yuan Jing whispered: "The first time I saw that girl, I thought that she was too beautiful, and if she was excessive, it was unknown, and it was really ......."

"Since ancient times, Hongyan has fought for his life?"

Qingfeng looked at his mother in a daze and smiled miserably.

This smile stabbed Yuan Jing's heart like a knife, and she suddenly pounced and hugged Qingfeng.

"Cheer up, kid! it's not the end of the world!" she stroked the breeze's back with both hands. "You have to be strong!

"Leng Yue, how is she now?" Yuan Bo anxiously asked Mr. Deng: "What disease does she have?"

"It's still being rescued. ”

Mr. Deng stood up, he held Yuan Bo's hand and shook it painfully.

"Rare medical problems......" he sighed and shook his head, "only by miracles and divine powers!"

"So serious?!"

Yuan Bo suddenly sat down on the bench.

"Brother!" Mr. Deng comforted Yuan Bo and said, "There are miracles in the world, isn't there? There are also many incurable diseases, which are cured by some incredible forces." Let's not despair too much, can we?"

Yuan Bo turned pale and glanced up at Mr. Deng. He said in his heart: What a sentence!

He shook his head, looking at his son Qingfeng, who was about to die of heartache, he looked out the window at the sky that was getting darker, God- where are you?

"Who are the patient's family?"

At this moment, the door of the rescue room opened, and Leng Yue was pushed out.

"We!

Everyone hula and surrounded him.

"The patient has woken up and can now go to the ward. ”

"What's going on? Leng Yue! You're scared people to death!"

Leng Yue slowly raised her eyelashes, she looked at everyone, her eyes flashed a trace of trance.

"I had a long dream full of people......'s voices," she whispered, "I struggled to wake up, but I couldn't move." ”

"Do you know? Leng Yue!" Mr. Deng said in a trembling voice, "How hard we worked to wake you up!"

"Yes!" Xiaoxi approached Leng Yue, her eyes were full of tears, and her voice was full of emotion, she said, "I'm scared, Leng Yue writer, I'm afraid you won't wake up, I'm afraid I'm afraid of losing your ......"

"I'm sorry!"

Leng Yue nervously wanted to stand up and sit up.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Jing hurriedly stopped. "You lie down for the time being, don't move!" she held down the cold moon.

"What about him?" Leng Yue asked.

"Who?" Yuan Jing was puzzled.

However, Leng Yue didn't need to answer anymore.

Because, she has already seen the breeze.

Once the eyes of two people touch, they can no longer be separated.

She looked at the breeze fixedly, so stupid, so enthusiastic, and so long.

Qingfeng also looked at Leng Yue blankly, he approached her and stared at her deeply, for a long time, a long day, a long time...... Then, a tear slowly welled up in his eyes, and when it was full, it flowed down his cheeks.

"Are you crying again...... she lifted her lips lightly, but her voice was as low as a whisper: "Are you crying for me, who is dying, or are you crying that you are not as good as me, who is dying?"

"I won't let you say that!"

Qingfeng leaned his head close to Leng Yue's face, and the tears in his eyes also 'snapped' on her cheeks.

"I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm not as good as you......" Qingfeng choked and said: "Come if you want to come, leave if you want, live if you want to live, no one can stop you if you want to die......" His tears fell in a torrent. "I can't compare with you, what can I compare with you!" his voice choked, unable to speak anymore.

"It's useless to say that after a breakup. ”

Leng Yue reached out and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks, her eyes were full of tears, but the corners of her mouth were smiling.

"The important thing is that you are now free again. She smiled poignantly, and her voice was soft: "The end of love is a kind of natural death, who will stop you from dying? No matter how hard you try to die a tree...... ......Nor will it be resurrected! It's just one season of the year, and sooner or later it will wither. There's no need to be sad, there's another time. ”

"Don't be stupid, Leng Yue!"

Qingfeng's voice was hoarse and trembling.

"I don't know if there is another kind of man who does not bloom and is the same all year round, like a pine tree?

"Then why are you frowning?" Leng Yue stroked his brow. "Why are you so sad? Why?"