Chapter 507 Is It Pretentious?

"Who?" It should be friends who can make them so interested.

"Yes... yes..." Aunt Fengling hesitated and faltered, which aroused Lin Weixian's curiosity.

Her heart skipped a beat, could it be him?

Lin Weixian's face turned blue when he thought of this.

"Who is it? You talk." Lin Weixian's body was stiff and his eyes were piercing.

Aunt Fengling raised her head.

"It's better that you don't know.

"Say." Lin Weixian's tone became serious.

Aunt Fengling said, "It's Jin Zheng."

As soon as the name Kim Jong came out.

The bowl in Lin Weixian's hand knocked over with a 'bang' on the table.

"Old madam." Aunt Feng Ling hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe it off.

Lin Weixian's expression was ugly, with worries and worries.

"Take me to a hospital."

"Old lady?" Aunt Fengling couldn't believe it.

"Prepare the car."

"Yes."

.........

In the intensive care unit.

The doctor comes out.

Tell the family that they tried their best.

The person outside the door took a few steps back.

When Lin Weixian arrived, he happened to see Zhou Xiran lying in Xu Nianhui's arms.

She covered her mouth and stood there, not daring to move.

She tried very hard to take a step, but didn't lose all her strength.

"Why is this happening?" Lin Weixian murmured.

Aunt Fengling supported her, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

"Madam, let's go in and have a look."

"Okay." Lin Weixian told himself in his heart, maybe he made a mistake.

Not him.

Lin Weixian kept telling himself, telling himself that it was impossible for someone like Jin Zheng to die so early.

So, not him.

With the support of Aunt Fengling, Lin Weixian walked towards the ward step by step.

Zhou Xiran and Xu Nianhui saw her appear.

There was a hint of fright.

Xu Nian replied, "Why are you here?"

Lin Weixian pushed him away without even looking at him, grabbed the doorknob, and walked in step by step.

On the hospital bed, there was a person lying there, completely covered by a white cloth.

Is the ceremony after the announcement of death.

How could Lin Weixian not know.

Looking at it now, she found that her body was shaking.

There is something in my heart, I can't swallow it, and I can't spit it out.

is he really dead?
"Are you pretending?" Lin Weixian murmured.

Looking at the people on the hospital bed.

The instrument has long since been removed.

The room was quiet.

The setting sun set aside, but it gave the ward an infinite chill.

"Get up, get up." Lin Weixian said bitterly.

Unexpectedly, that meeting was the last time the two met.

In life, every meeting may be a farewell.

"Jin Zheng, you said that you will die after me, I'm fine, how can you die?"

Once upon a time, the previous scenes swept through my mind and heart.

Lin Weixian was so sad that he wanted to suppress it, but found that he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

She closed her eyes.

The arrogance and tenderness faded away.

There is just sadness and pain.

Lin Weixian has restored his truest self at this moment.

With the joys and sorrows of ordinary people.

"Dead is fine." Lin Weixian opened his eyes and smiled coldly: "It's better than being alive."

Lin Weixian turned his head away.

Tears fell down uncontrollably.

she cried.

Lin Weixian, who seldom shed tears, shed tears at this moment.

In the ward, there was silence.

On the hospital bed, someone pinched their fingers.

Lin Weixian wiped away his tears.

Then he turned around and said, "Jin Zheng, I hope that in the next life, we will never see each other again."

(End of this chapter)

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