After the hidden marriage day, she sprinkled sugar again

Chapter 453 If there is an afterlife, marry me

Mu Wanqing's capsules were all painted with smiling faces.

Every letter of hers is also so cheerful and lively, trying not to bring the negative emotions of parting to others.

However, she did know that she was leaving.

The sadness and despair between the lines cannot be easily concealed by the tone of voice. The regret and love that go deep into the bone marrow are poured into the handwriting...

It also hurt Ye Yuchen's heart.

"Yuchen, after I leave, I hope this bottle of love letter capsule can become your kit! After you have it, you won't be bullied by the priest, otherwise I will be unhappy."

"Well... And, you have to promise me that if there is an afterlife, you are not allowed to fall in love with other women! Marry me, marry me, marry me, say the important thing three times! Did you hear me! Remember to marry me!"

Ye Yuchen rolled up the little love letter again, tied it with a small aluminum ring, and put it back in the pouch.

He put away the glass bottle, unable to look at it anymore...

The eye sockets suddenly turned red, and there was a cloud of water mist in front of her eyes, which was a little moist. In the long and narrow phoenix eyes, the black eyes shone with a moist luster, which were tears.

"No...Mu Xiaoqing will be fine..."

Qiao Wei sobbed softly, and the small crying sound continued in the corridor, suppressing the whole atmosphere.

Ye Yuchen bent over and sat on the bench, he leaned his elbows against his knees, and covered his eyes with his big palms, but the tears finally flowed slowly from his eyes and dripped onto his suit.

Angina, excruciating pain, throbbing pain.

Countless different pain methods invaded his heart at the same time and even spread to the whole body, penetrating into the bone marrow and meridian, gouging out the apex of the heart and flowing with the gradually cooling blood...

She thought she was not married yet.

But he knew that she was already his legitimate wife.

As early as when she first moved into the Rose Garden, as early as when she hadn't fully opened her heart to him, as early as when he first fell in love...

Now, she actually wanted to leave him.

"Ye Yuchen, you are a waste..."

"Miya Lichuan, stop."

At this moment, Gong Lichuan rushed over furiously, he raised his fist and was about to hit Ye Yuchen on the head, but Wen Shixian stopped him without hesitation.

Seeing that the fist was about to hit Wen Shixian's face, Gong Lichuan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he stopped, "Xian'er! You..."

"It's not his fault." Wen Shixian frowned lightly, "Qing'er was discharged from the hospital, all of us agreed."

Gong Lichuan held back his overwhelming anger, turned around and smashed his fist against the wall, followed by a burst of furious roar.

Indeed, it wasn't Ye Yuchen's fault.

All of them are wrong... But, is it wrong to want to help a dying patient realize her last wish in life?
If you ask Mu Wanqing again, she may still not regret it.

The corridor outside the operating room once again fell into an unprecedentedly depressed atmosphere. The quiet air echoed with a slight sobbing sound. Other than that, it was so oppressive that you could hardly even smell your breath...

Time passed minute by minute.

The setting sun was slanting to the west, the sunset glow gradually gathered behind the moon, and the sparse stars hung in the night sky, but the red light in the operating room was still on.

"Let's eat something."

Xiang Yang bought some food, and he put the handbag on the bench beside him, but no one moved it.

Finally, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

The red light was still on, and Wen Yuzhe walked out of the operating room in a white coat, looking a little tired.

"How is it?" Gong Lichuan rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Has Qing'er been rescued? Talk!"

(End of this chapter)