Chapter 323

"Three little You, you can't go on like this! " The reed flute was ruthless and pushed his frozen body away gently. "Now take a taxi home and go back to see her. No matter what conflict happened to you, let's talk about it. Don't torture each other like this..."

"Useless..." Meng Shaoxuan shakes his head gently. His face is gray and his cheeks are slightly puffy. The whole person looks totally different from three years ago. The reed flute never dared to think that there would be such a moment in Meng Shaoxuan, who looks like an immortal in her heart. Even when he was blind and frustrated three years ago, he had never been so decadent. She had seen hope and light in his eyes, but now, those two beauties Beautiful eyes in all, but only thick dark and empty..

"She doesn't want me. She's in love with someone else." Meng Shaoxuan suddenly smiled and put out his hand to push the reed flute away gently. "It's late, Xiao di. I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself. Right, you don't want to stay here anymore. Xiao Di, I will help you quit this job."

"Leave me alone, where are you going? Is it going home? " After two steps, reed flute saw that his step was staggering and firm. She jumped off the roadbed and reached for the car. She pinched his coat, stood there and looked at his back. The only thing she could see was his back.

If there is another life, let her be a pure and white Jasper. Then, she can also summon up courage to love him.

"Go home..." His voice is like the Sanskrit from far away in the lonely night sky. It's clear and ethereal. The reed flute is standing there, the fingers are slowly released, and his coat falls on the ground, but she doesn't know.

"Where do I have a home? From the moment I was born, I'm the only one in the world. Up to now, I'm still the only one... "

"You, you still have..."

She wanted to say, you and I, but words to the mouth, but only raw swallow, she does not deserve, she said this sentence, to him are humiliating!

"I know. I have a flute." He smiled at her and said, "you are my sister. I treat you as my sister."

The heart of reed flute was filled with a large warmth. She nodded her head hard and smiled at him with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she squatted down to pick up her coat and chased after him. "Brother, I'm very happy. This is the happiest moment in my life!"

She never dared to dream that she would meet him. Even if she was his younger sister, she did not dare to think about it. But at this moment, she felt infinite joy in her heart, only that the life that had been silent and lifeless seemed to be shining!

Meng Shaoxuan reached out and rubbed her hair: "go back quickly."

"Brother, you promise me not to take drugs any more, not to touch that thing." She is like a little girl pulling him to be coquettish. How many years has it not been like this? It seems that she has been helping her parents since remembering things. She has never been like a delicate and weak little girl, smiling sweetly

Meng Shaoxuan didn't nod his head, but he didn't shake his head. The reed flute looked flustered and pulled his sleeve: "brother, think about it, now you don't quit while you are addicted to drugs. What can you do later? If there is no life, there is nothing left. Brother, you have to live, live well. Look at me. What kind of life do I live all day? But not the same struggle to live in pain? It's the stupidest thing to do when a man dies, and everything will become nothing! "

"You're right, Xiao di. I know all these things. You let me think about it and let me think about it alone."

He turned around and walked to the taxi. The reed flute suddenly called out to him. Meng Shaoxuan stopped and turned around. The snowflakes were like light curtains, blocking their vision. But the eyes of the reed flute were as bright as stars. No matter how many years have passed, he could not forget the girl who was so dirty and clean. She was there One snowy night, she waved and said goodbye to him with a smile. Her smiling face was as warm and bright as a sunflower. He could not forget that she had loved herself so much as life.

"Brother Bye! If you want to, come to me, I'll wait for you! "

He smiled and nodded, bent into the car, the taxi slowly drove away, her thin figure in the sky in the snow into a small snowflake, no longer, can not see.

"Shhh, Ping Ping, you'll go out with me first. I'll take care of her here." He stood at the door of the ward, windy and dusty, his hair slightly disordered, but his eyes were full of red blood. An Cheng stood behind him in a way of speaking again and again. Ping Ping gave an angry look at an Cheng, nodded, turned around and hugged the sleeping room.

Night had come, but the snow reflected a large dark blue halo between the heaven and the earth. Because she was ill, the light in the room was very dark, the heavy curtain was tightened, and there was a faint sky light in the tiny gap. On a table near the window, there was still a small vase, and a bunch of half withered plum flowers. There was a faint fragrance floating in the room. He stood by the door For a long time, just gently push the door quietly into.

She was still sleeping in drowsiness. There was an infusion needle on the back of her thin blue tendon bulging hand. It seemed that there was a little blood back. There was a little red blood in the needle tube. He felt a sharp pain in the bottom of his heart. He only felt that the temple jumped a few times, and there was acerbity in his eye socket.

A head of green silk Ling. Disorderly in the pillow, reflecting a pale face, eyebrows such as Dai, eyelashes long down, large fan-shaped shadow on the palm face, lips white, almost no blood color, cheekbones towering high, cheeks have been thin concave down, his heart hurt, forced himself to calm down, in her bed He sat down and held her hand gently.

Ping Ping pads a small electric heating treasure for her. She is afraid that it will be cold when she infuses the fluid. But when he holds her hand, she has a slight heat in the palm. Besides, it is cold.

He held her hand carefully in his hand and rubbed it gently on the back of her hand. She slept uneasily. Sometimes she frowned tightly. Sometimes she burst into tears. He felt sad when he looked at her. He gave her to others. If she lived well, he would make do with the rest of his life

But when he saw her bad, he couldn't forgive himself. The self blame began to spread in his heart. He shouldn't provoke her. Three years ago, he shouldn't provoke her again. If he didn't force her on her wedding like that, she and Shaoxuan must be harmonious now. He gave her a dilemma, and he forced her to such a situation!

He doesn't blame her for giving up him, or Shaoxuan for appearing again to ask her to shake and leave. He only hates himself and himself for loving her so selfishly and selfishly!

If he knew that he would force her to such a level, he must have let go of her hand early, not not without love, but reluctant to look at her sad, reluctant to look at her suffering.

"Jingzhi..." He leans down. He wants to touch her face again. He stretches out his hand, but it solidifies in the air. He has nothing to do with her now. Even when he is in love, he can't help himself, but he can only force himself to hold back.

This night, she burned a few times in a daze or called Jingyuan, or read his name, he answered one by one, clenched her hand and never let it go. When it was dawn, her heat finally fell down, and he slept soundly. He just relaxed, but half happy and half worried. When she was ok, he should leave.

When Ping Ping got up, she saw him sitting beside her bed and looking at her sleeping face. She couldn't help but feel sad. Just about to open her mouth, Meng shaoting suddenly raised his hand to stop it. In a very light voice, he opened his mouth: "it's just safe to sleep. Don't disturb her."

Ping Ping nods and prepares to go out to prepare breakfast. However, seeing Meng shaoting standing up, he takes his windbreaker and looks like he is going to leave. Ping Ping cannot help being surprised: "two little, you are going out?"

Meng shaoting didn't answer. When he went out of the ward with Ping Ping, he said slowly, "she's getting better. I'm relieved. I have a lot of things to deal with."

"But two little ones, won't you accompany her? She's been missing you... "

Meng shaoting turned around and looked at the room through a small piece of glass on the door of the ward. Ping Ping was upset by the haggard look, but he suddenly smiled: "I'll be relieved when she's ready, and I won't stay here. After all, she's now, now with Shaoxuan. I'm not good here. It's because she's in trouble. Take good care of her for a few days I'm leaving. "