Seeing his delay in answering, Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling sad: "Brother Min Rui, the relatives around me are leaving me one after another, and I don't want you to leave too...
Even if we can't see each other often in the future, as long as you are in this world, it's fine. "
In just one year, she lost her two older brothers who held her in their palms and loved her, and also accepted the fact that her father's body was declining day by day.
I don't want to hear any more bad news about Min Rui, even though she doesn't like the Min family, and also hates Min Huizhu...
Min Rui sighed heavily, suppressed the bitterness in his heart, smiled at Zhuang Xiaoyu, and stood up: "Xiaoyu, don't do this, I'm just talking casually, the abbot in this temple is healing me Body, I heard that as long as I don't worry about it, I can live longer.
I'm fine, but you are so sad, if I really go one day, I don't know how sad you will be..."
He supported the table and stood up, "Thank you for being willing to play chess with me for so long. I heard that you were not in good health a few days ago, so don't stay up too late, go back to your room to rest earlier."
Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu was just sobbing and didn't say much, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull her: "Let's go, I'll see you off."
The distance was too close, and she could smell the faint smell of blood on his body. He had been coughing for half the night, and he used a thick stack of handkerchiefs, all of which were hidden on his body. It was not thrown to the ground.
But she still saw the blood on the corner of his lips, and smelled the rust in the air that shouldn't exist.
He coughed up blood so far, but Fan Min's family still had a little way to do it, so he wouldn't be so sick.
The more Zhuang Xiaoyu thought about it, the more heartbroken she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't control herself, so she simply stood up, threw herself into Min Rui's arms, and hugged him tightly.
Min Rui froze for a moment, his hands floating on her back in emptiness.
He and Zhuang Xiaoyu were together, even though they were married and divorced, and spent the wedding night in the same room, but he always treated her with love and courtesy, and never crossed the line.
He knew that Qin Wuyan was the only one in her eyes, and he also knew that she had always guarded herself like a jade for Qin Wuyan.
He knows his position, and he has never expected anything extravagantly, so he has never lost, let alone lost anything.
For a person who has long known his life expectancy, it is an extravagant wish to live one more day and breathe the same air as the woman he likes.
But now he was suddenly hugged by her, as if injecting the last warmth of life into his cold body.
Reason told him that he should push the soft person in his arms away.
But his time is running out, he doesn't want to be such an upright gentleman anymore, he just wants to be selfish for a while.
Min Rui's hands suspended in mid-air, fell little by little, placed on Zhuang Xiaoyu's back, and hugged the person in his arms...
The cold wind howled outside the window, icy cold, and the candles in the house were flickering.
Qin Wuyan stood in the dark night where his hands could not be seen, his eyes fixed on the silhouette of a pair of tightly hugging figures reflected on the window paper.
The veins on the back of his hand holding the sword burst out, his whole body trembled, the blood in his body rushed from his heels to his mind, as if the blood was running wildly...
The woman he loves so much as his life, at this very moment, actually took the initiative to go to another man's room, threw herself into the other man's arms, and hugged the other man...
Qin Wuyan only felt that the belief he had always held in his heart suddenly collapsed...