"It's all right!"
Zheng Yuanhua pressed his hand on his stomach, which began to sting again. The frequency of pain is increasing these days, and painkillers are no longer effective.
"Is your stomach starting to hurt again?"
Xu Xiaoran looked at Zheng Yuanhua anxiously. He shook his head with a smile and said, "I can stand it!"
Tonight's exhibition is so successful that he must not fall down at this time. Even though the pain was unbearable, he remained calm.
"Go to the sofa and have a rest."
Xu Xiaoran helps Zheng Yuanhua to the sofa. Quan Yuheng looks at their figure and sighs. He is not angry, but sympathizes with Zheng Yuanhua.
Zhao Xiaoni handed a bottle of water to Zheng Yuanhua, and her attitude towards him changed a little bit, "Zheng Yuanhua, congratulations on the success of your art exhibition!"
"Thank you
Zheng Yuanhua nodded to Zhao Xiaoni. She sighed and turned away. In front of a dying person, she didn't know what to say.
"Xiaoran, don't worry about me. Go and help Mr. Quan!"
Zheng Yuanhua doesn't want to make Quan Yuheng feel uncomfortable because of his reasons. No matter how generous a man is, he will not be happy to see his wife around his ex boyfriend?
Xu Xiaoran saw Quan Yuheng see off at the door and nodded, "well, you sit here and have a rest. When the guests leave, we'll get together again!"
"Good!"
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after seeing off the guests, Xu Xiaoran and Quan Yuheng return to the exhibition hall and see Zheng Yuanhua leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed. She stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder and called, "Yuanhua, wake up! We're going to have a celebration dinner for you! "
ZHENG Yuanhua didn't respond. Xu Xiaoran felt something was wrong. He reached into his nose and found that he was not breathing, and his tears immediately came down," Yuanhua!... "
In a short time of more than ten minutes, what suffering did Zheng Yuanhua endure? At the end of his life, he left alone.
Quan Yuheng came forward to hold Xu Xiaoran, "don't cry, at least he left without regret!"
"He clearly promised me that he would be optimistic and do something more meaningful with his limited life, but I didn't expect that his life would come to an abrupt end tonight..."
Xu Xiaoran couldn't help holding Quan Yuheng and crying, "why is human life always so fragile? Just go... "
Quan Yuheng saw a note on the small tea table. He picked it up and unfolded it. It was written by Zheng Yuanhua. He handed the note to Xu Xiaoran, "have a look!"
Xu Xiaoran dried his tears and looked at the note: Xiaoran, I'm sorry, I don't think I can survive tonight! Thank you for doing these things for me! Don't feel sorry for me. Quan is always a good man. You will be happy with him all your life! After my death, please scatter my ashes on the sea! There is the freedom I yearn for! I'm sorry I didn't give you a last hug! Next life, next life if fate to meet again, I will not miss you!
"Yuanhua..."
Xu Xiaoran saw that the handwriting was scribbled and knew that Zheng Yuanhua must have written it in extreme pain. Why didn't he call her? If she found out, she would send him to the hospital as soon as possible, instead of leaving suddenly.
She threw herself on Zheng Yuanhua and hugged him. "This is the last hug between us, Yuanhua. Do you feel it?"
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