Chapter 1839

Wandering around outside the operating room door, he clenched his fingers and leaned against the wall, uneasy.

He has never been so nervous.

Once, he and Meng Zhi separated again and again, but never experienced the separation of life.

He never thought that she would commit suicide, nor that she would one day die.

What should he do if she dies? How should he live?

Why is God so cruel to him.

He had just seen the dawn of happiness, and before he could grasp it, he was directly sent to the dark hell.

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

The door of the operating room hasn't been opened and the light is still on.

Two hours later, he squatted on the ground exhausted, holding his knees in his hands and burying his head in his knees.

"Young master Young master...... "

A timid voice awakened him.

He raised his head abruptly.

He thought he was asleep, and Meng Zhi was calling him.

Looking up, a figure of a servant stood in front of him.

"What do you want me to do?"

Asked Sikong Yun.

"Young master, I wanted to call you, but your cell phone has been turned off. We found this note on the bedside table in the bedroom. It seems that Miss Meng left it." The servant sent a piece of paper to him.

Sikong Yun took the paper and looked at it carefully.

The above words almost didn't spit blood on the spot.

"Sikongyun, please forgive me for my cowardice and for my good advice. Wanqing is my sister. I just hope you can give her happiness, which is my last wish. I am her elder sister, and I will never betray her. If you choose one of them, I will definitely choose her. Only when I am dead, everything will be finished. I am a useless person. To me, death is a relief. I beg you to take good care of Wanqing for me. I will surely bless your happiness in this life under Jiuquan... "

Anger gushed out of the eyes, tearing the so-called suicide note to pieces.

White pieces of paper were thrown into the air, like snowflakes.

His heart as if covered with a layer of ice, cool thoroughly.

At the age of eighteen, when she left, he didn't really let go.

At the age of 23, when she left again, he still didn't let go.

Now they are twenty-seven years old.

The world is safe and the years are quiet.

She chose to use death to really leave and death to completely get rid of him.

If he doesn't let go, is he sorry for her desperate escape.

Meng Zhi, if this is your last wish, I, Sikong Yun, will help you finish it even if I don't want to. It's the price I paid to love you.

Looking at the door of the operating room, Sikong Yun said this in his heart.

His sad and desperate eyes had been staring in that direction for a long time.

Finally, the door to the operating room opened.

A series of doctors came out one after another, with sweat on their forehead, but a happy expression of relief on their faces.

"Congratulations, master Sikong. Miss Meng is safe now. She has come back."

Keeping Meng Zhi's life is the same as keeping their own. Of course, these doctors are happy.

"Get out of here!" Sikong Yun angrily drove them away without any expression of joy on his face.

The doctors all looked at each other and left quickly.

Just now I begged them to save people. How can they save them? This man is not happy at all. It's really strange.

Sikong Yun rushes into the operating room. The nurses hold the bottle in one hand and push the car to push Meng Zhi out of the operating room.

Without saying a word, Sikong Yun followed him to the ward.

"How long will she wake up?"

"Fast tonight, slow tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." The nurse replied respectfully to him.

"Get out of here."

Sikong Yun drove all the people out. He sat alone in front of the hospital bed, dazed and didn't say a word.

Until the next morning, the first ray of sunshine came into the window.

Sitting on the chair, sikongyun did not enter the water, the grains were not eaten, the clothes were not changed, and he sat for a whole day and night.

When Meng Zhi opened her eyes, the strong sunlight pierced her pupils.

She took a deep breath from the sharp pain in her wrist.

His eyes turned to Sikong Yun by the bed, and Meng Zhi reached out his uninjured hand and touched his cheek gently.

Overnight, a lot of blue scum appeared on his chin, and the whole person was haggard.

He must be worried.

It's a miracle that she can come back from the ghost gate. She didn't think of it. She thought she was so dead.

"Don't touch me." Sikong Yun took her hand and pulled it off his face, mercilessly.Aware of his indifference and anger, Meng Zhi blinked her eyes. "I'm sorry, Sikong Yun worried you."

"Don't you want to die? Now you must be very dissatisfied with being rescued again. You didn't do what you wanted? " Sikong Yun's eyes looked at Meng Zhi contemptuously. Her disappointment had reached the limit. The deep feeling in her eyes no longer existed.

"I......" Meng Zhi doesn't know how to explain it.

If he explained to him that he had changed Meng Zhi's life with his own, he would surely call her a fool and go to find Meng Wanqing to settle accounts. This time, it's not so easy to beat her. According to Sikong Yun's temperament, I'm afraid that he would kill Meng Wanqing directly.

She can deny the sister, but she can't let her die for her.

"You go, I will not pester you or look for you again. Since you want me to be with your sister, I will fulfill you. You don't have to die anymore. Death has no meaning to you. " Sikong Yun looks at the front empty eyes, without looking at Meng Zhi.

If you have enough disappointment, you will not have the enthusiasm to continue.

He and Meng Zhi are doomed to be unsuitable.

She is too self abased and selfless. She always thinks for others, but she never plans for herself or for him.

With such a person, he is too tired, really tired.

"Sikongyun, I......" Meng Zhi's eyes are red, and sour tears burst out in an instant.

She wanted to explain it to sikongyun, but she didn't know where to explain it. She didn't want to leave, but this time she chose Meng Wanqing to give up the right to be happy with Sikong Yun.

She is responsible for everything she has done. She deserves it.

Sikongyun didn't want her. He really didn't want her.

Why does she feel so bad? Why can't she breathe all over.

Isn't that her choice? Sikong Yun is only trying to complete her.

"Where do you want to go? My people will escort you, and I will not. " Sikong Yun stood up and left without expression.

When he came to the door, he suddenly looked back and saw Meng Zhi for the last time, and said indifferently: "Meng Zhi, if time can be reversed, I would rather never meet you in my life, meet you, know you, it's really too hard to be with you, so bitter that all memories are painful. Maybe we can live without each other. You won't meet someone who loves you more than I do, but from now on, I don't want to love any more. "

After speaking, he stepped out of the door of the ward, leaving Meng Zhi with a cold back.