Zhuang Xiaoyu looked a little chilled, and always felt that something was about to pass away from his life, his eyes were wet, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong with you?"

With his hands behind his back, Min Rui walked slowly under the tree: "I'm afraid my body has reached its end."

He stroked a dead branch with his fingers: "Xiao Yu, if the priest treats you badly one day, what should you do?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

What should I do if I treat her badly?

Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned, as if she had never thought about this question.

Min Rui sighed: "Can you leave him?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was just in a daze, and didn't answer, probably because she didn't know how to answer.

These questions hit the bottom of his heart, from the first time he saw Qin Wuyan, Zhuang Xiaoyu liked him with all his heart, even if there were many difficulties afterwards, he firmly wanted to be with him.

Although many things happened later, I never thought about similar problems.

Min Rui turned around and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Think about it carefully. If you figure it out, tell me the answer. I have something to tell you."

Zhuang Xiaoyu bit her lip, "If I can leave, what will you say to me, if I can't, what will you say to me?"

Min Rui sighed: "Xiao Yu, no matter what, people have to leave a way out for themselves."

"What do you know?" Zhuang Xiaoyu's repressed thoughts came to the fore again: "Is it related to my brother, or is it related to my father?"

"Don't think about it." Min Rui coughed a few times: "Perhaps a person like me always likes to plan ahead, so everything is thoughtful and thoughtful, which is why he is so sad.

I just want you to see your heart clearly, no matter what happens, living is the most important thing.

For a person like me who is dying, I just sigh. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears fell down: "Brother Min Rui, you will be fine, take care of yourself, and your body will be fine..."

"Silly girl, a family as big as the Min family hasn't taken care of me well for so many years, how can it be possible to take care of me well, let alone..." Min Rui's voice was full of regret: "Mr. I feel that the Min family's strength is about to run out."

Hearing these words, Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

In the past, when the priest's mansion was full of flowers, the Min mansion also lived a life of burning oil.

Now the person in charge of the priest's mansion has changed his name and surname, and the only young patriarch of the Min mansion has survived to the point of exhaustion.

For most of her life, she was locked in the boudoir and raised in the priest's mansion. She had no friends, only the few remaining relatives, and the only outsider who could talk to her and treat her well was Min Rui. up.

If she hadn't met Qin Wuyan, she might have lived a normal life with the person in front of her.

He is a kind person and a good person, why is the law of heaven treating him so unfairly?

Zhuang Xiaoyu cried even harder, "Min Rui, brother Min Rui, don't say such things, everything will be fine, it will be fine for sure."

Min Rui stood in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, trying to wipe away her tears, but the cold wind choked her throat, coughing so badly that she couldn't straighten up.

Zhuang Xiaoyu helped him to sit on the bench under the eaves, called the wet nurse to bring warm water, and tried her best to run along his back.

Min Rui finally calmed down, crumpled the handkerchief covering his lips, and waved his hand to the warm water handed over by the nanny: "No, thank you, it's just an old problem."

Zhuang Xiaoyu clearly saw the blood on the corner of his lips.

The relatives and friends around me were leaving her one by one, Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling sad, and the tears fell more and more...