Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

"The patient is awake now and hopes to see you. If you have nothing to do, just follow me in."

"……Um."

Su Qianqian nodded, and told Su Yue, "Wait for Mommy outside, okay?"

Su Yue nodded obediently.

Su Qianqian walked in with the nurse.

The ward was brightly lit, and the strong smell of disinfectant permeated the air, making people very uncomfortable.

As soon as Su Qianqian entered, she saw Yi Ningxiu's face at a glance.

There was a cushion behind his waist, and he had just finished the operation, and his expression was very fragile and tired.

"Ning Xiu..."

Su Qianqian stood at the door and called his name.

The man looked up at her with a gentle smile on his face.

"You came."

Su Qianqian looked at his smile, her eyes became sour, and she hurriedly turned her face away.

This kind of voice and smile might dissipate in an instant. This realization made her fingertips tremble slightly.

"Come here, let me take a good look at you."

The man's eyes are very soft, and his voice is very gentle.

Su Qianqian walked over, stood in front of him, and heard the other party whisper: "I'm afraid I won't be able to see you in the future."

With tears in her eyes, Su Qianqian bit her lip and said nothing.

There used to be a distance of thousands of rivers and mountains between them, even if they were so close, their hearts were still far away.

But these, under the shadow of death, become less important.

"When I was in the operating room, I had a dream." The man looked at her and said softly, "I dreamed that I was going to die, and I was walking alone on the road, and then I heard your voice calling me. I I stopped but couldn't see your face, I heard you crying, I looked for you everywhere, but I couldn't find you..." He stopped very tiredly, took a breath, and looked at her , "I was thinking at the time, if I died, would you really feel sad for me like in a dream?"

"..."

"I don't want you to be sad...Qianqian." The man was silent for a while before he said, "I have hurt you so much, if even death makes you sad, then when in my life will I make you happy? "

"Yi Ningxiu..."

"...So, don't cry for me in the future. Forget me, I can't be so selfish, don't you remember me, don't you make you more sad?"

There seemed to be sadness in his eyes. After saying this, he leaned tiredly on the pillow.

His body couldn't last much longer.

If his death would make her cry like in a dream, it might as well make her forget him.

He couldn't bear to make her cry anymore.

"Yi Ningxiu..." She called his name softly, "Can you, don't die..."

"..."

"I never thought of wanting you to die...I lied to you last time, how could I think that way..."

He said that he will forgive you only after you die. Is it because of this sentence that he became what he is now?

She looked at him sadly, with dim tears in her eyes, she saw the man's pale hand reaching out, gently wiping away the tears from her face.

His fingertips were cold, without a trace of the warmth of a living person.

She reached out and grabbed his fingers, buried her face in his palm, knelt down, and cried bitterly.

No matter how much she hated him, she still loved him.

If she had to use his life to fulfill her hatred, she would rather not.

There is no need to be so cruel, so decisive...as long as he is still alive.

"Why is this..." she whispered, "between us, why is this..."

It's always like this, passing by easily, just right, always too late.