Si Jingyu watched Yao's mother rush into the emergency room when she heard the doctor's words. As she walked forward, she suddenly stopped.
She stood there silently for a while, and then suddenly heard Yao's mother crying loudly and Yao's father sobbing low in the ward.
With a slight tug in her heart, she couldn't help taking two steps forward, but at the moment, the emergency room was like a beast. The door seemed to isolate life and death, making her feel afraid to move forward.
She bit her lips. When her body was soft, Yao's father suddenly came out, saw Si Jingyu and waved to her: "Yao Teng wants to see you."
Si Jingyu clenched her fist and took two steps forward. She slowly walked into the emergency room, and then saw the bloody cotton wool next to her and the dying man on the bed.
He was now washed clean, showing a handsome face, but his face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood, and even the ups and downs of his chest seemed to be imperceptible.
Si Jingyu's eyes, when looking at the past, found that his eyes were also staring at her quietly.
She hurried forward for two steps, stretched out her hand to hold his big hand, and then said, "Yao Teng..."
Yao Teng seemed to feel her coming. He smiled weakly. His low voice said, "Jingyu, don't cry."
Si Jingyu didn't cry originally, but when she heard this, the tears that seemed to have dried up burst into her eyes again.
She bit her lips and nodded fiercely, "OK, I promise you, I won't cry, will you live?"
The tone of prayer, with a cry.
Yao Teng continued to laugh, "Jing Yu, I'm sorry."
Si Jingyu shook his head, "no, you're not sorry for me. I just want you to live well."
Yao Teng spoke again, "Jingyu, can you promise me one thing?"
Si Jingyu bit her lips hard. Blood seeped from her lips, but she didn't notice it. It seemed that she couldn't feel the pain. She choked and said, "as long as you live, don't say one thing, a hundred things will do!"
Her tears fell on his face with this sentence.
Yao Teng's cheek moved and his other hand tried to wipe away his tears, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.
His mouth opened, trying to leave the last few words in the world.
"Jing Yu, Shi Jinyan is a man. Live well with him."
Si Jingyu shook her head in tears, especially badly.
But Yao Teng's words came into her ears word by word.
He said, "Jingyu, promise me not to check why."
He said, "Jingyu, I don't want you to see the dark me and hate me all my life."
He said, "Jingyu, I'm sorry."
He said, "Jingyu, I love you."
Then he finally closed his eyes.
No matter how she called, she never opened her eyes again.
He loved her for thirty years.
From birth to death, there has never been anyone else in my heart.
Even when she was dying, she was the name she shouted most.
Si Jingyu looked at his serene and quiet face and burst into tears. In the end, there were no tears. She held his hand. She felt sad like her internal organs were being pulled together, which made her dare not even breathe. She couldn't stand up until she fainted directly