MTL - The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife-Chapter 2075 Getting along (1)

It is already in the Jing'an cemetery, which is nearing the twilight time, and is buried with thousands of thousand resting souls.

On the edge of the quiet path, the cold heart is so quietly sorting out the flowers on the side.

The weather is already a bit hot, she is such a black and black trousers, silent and thin looks make her look very thin, soft sunset slowly shines on her body, at that moment she looks, there are some Nothing is nothing.

I heard that she has been in this Jing'an cemetery for many years, and she has taken care of it so well that the dead souls in this pure land can rest in peace.

Coldheartedly guarded the night of one night last night, and also replaced the class for one person during the day, so I was busy now, the whole person looked tired, but the spirit is still very good.

After the spring, the flowers and trees here began to grow wild, so their work began to get busy. The Jing'an cemetery is very large, almost one of the largest cemeteries in the city, burying thousands of creatures and taking up most of the mountains.

After picking up the last pot of flowers, I took a towel from the side and wiped my hand. I straightened my waist and looked at it with a gaze. I saw the gentle man standing under the ladder.

Blue repair.

She glanced at her eyebrows and went straight.

"You shouldn't come here."

The cold-hearted and thin body passed over, and the faint voice was also introduced into the ears of Lan Xiu.

Lan Xiu also followed the steps to follow up.

"Otherwise, where do you think I should go?"

Blue repair asked.

Coldly, he paused and looked away. He glanced at him. "You can call me."

This place, even her father is not willing to come, every time I go back, she said that her body is too heavy.

"I don't believe that."

After being in contact with her for so long, he has roughly understood what she meant.

Hearing the words, the cold heart is hanging down, not saying anything, going down the ladder to go down.

“Here, each tombstone represents a story. They occasionally talk about these stories. Although you don’t know it personally, there are many places where you can always taste different feelings.”

Cold heart turned around and swept the tombstone in front. After a long time, there was some emotion. "I have been here for many years, and I think I am going to leave, but I am a bit sad."

The cold family has no children except her. Her father is not in good health this time. I am afraid that she will not stay here for a long time. Sooner or later, she will return to Leng's.

"Some things, isn't it good to stay in my heart?"

Lan Xiu thought about it, and he returned this sentence.

At this time, the cold heart has recovered the indifference as always, and does not continue this topic. "Are you coming from the hospital?"

Lan Xiu nodded, and there was some dignity in the light. He looked at the cold heart and said, "The cold president's inspection report came out, it was confirmed to be uremia, and the hospital arranged the time for dialysis..."

Listening to the cold heart, the action was paused, and the star was passing a dim, and it was fleeting. I didn’t say anything in the end, just stepped down and walked down.

After washing her hands and changing her clothes in the weekdays, she was cold-hearted and got on the bus. The blue repair on the driver's seat silently watched her buckle the seat belt, which started the car without delay.

"Go to the hospital first. If you are not very hungry, I will invite you to dinner at night."

After the car had traveled for a long distance, the cold heart suddenly turned low, and said, the eyes still linger on the outside streetscape.

"You said so, if I refute it, it seems that I have no demeanor."

Lan Xiu said very calmly, and also speeded up the speed slightly. When she saw her, she saw her faceless, but there was a little color in the eyebrows. When she thought about it, she said, " Don't worry too much, although the president of the cold is like this, the doctor said that there is no hope of no cure."

Lan Xiu did not know how to comfort the woman next to her.

"What kind of situation, I have counted in my heart, and you don't have to comfort me."

Cold heart is actually said a few words, turned over, quietly looked out the window, the sky outside has been quiet, and there is only a faint golden light in the sky.

When the cold heart died in her arms, her tears dried and numb.

At that time, did the doctor not say that it would cure?

Does the doctor say that bone marrow transplantation is possible?

But then? In the end, she still couldn't stay. In some cases, she thought, she still wanted to believe in her life. Otherwise, how can people who are with her be cursed, and one after another?

When I arrived at the hospital, the sky was already dark. After I was quietly getting out of the car, I went straight to the hospital. Her father’s cold and easy ward was on the 17th floor.

She also went straight up by the elevator, and Blue repairs silently accompanied her behind her.

The walkway in the hospital is very empty, the rhythmic footsteps echoed in the corridor, and the blue repairs behind him can always hear such a heavy burden.

‘咚咚——’

Outside the ward, the cold heart knocked on the door gently, then opened the door, but before she reacted, she only felt a cold wind coming from the west, a sting from the face, cold and subconscious The upper eye, followed by a broken sound of '呯呯', rang.

"What are you doing with this broomstick! People are not ghosts, you are harming! Your life is so hard, which one is not good with you, why don't you die! Why should someone go wrong? Not you! Why!"

As the sound of ceramic breaks came, it was followed by the crying of the woman's heartbreaking, scolding.

Cold heart did not pay attention to the pain of the face, looked down at the cup of tea broken into pieces of debris, and looked up into the ward -

On the hospital bed, Leng Mingyi did not wake up. The woman who was on the side was a woman who was cold and easy to swear again. Her stepmother, Ye Xiaopei, was originally a small secretary next to her father.

"Why didn't you blame yourself? Before you married my dad, the cold family went smoothly, and after you entered the door, the home was only torn apart."

The cold heart swept her away from the cold and the heat, and the face was indifferent, and the stride of the meteor went in.

"Cold heart, you dare to talk to me like this! I am your mother!"

"You also have to mention my mother? A small three who is dependent on the mean means is qualified to be my mother? Are you kidding me?"

Cold-hearted face disdain, the mouth screamed a satirical sneer, stopped in the cold and easy bed, did not pay attention to Ye Xiaopei's trouble, directly slammed the call bell.