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Chapter 602 Teacher, Can I Steal Your Heart? (67)
After Ye Luo and Ye Junchen chatted for a while, they followed Tu Zhimeng into the car.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't hate him, but he was the one who brought him up after all.

And seeing the way he was crying just now, Ye Luo also felt distressed.

This was the first time in his memory that he saw Ye Jun crying deeply, and it was for him.

In the next few days, the poison in Ye Luo's body became more and more unbridled. When he felt the pain, he couldn't do anything, but curled up on the bed, waiting for better, begging God to slow down the poison effect.

So that he can stay with the little girl for a few more days.

Now Ye Luo is so precious to him every day, he can't bear to tell the truth to the little girl.

But she was afraid that when that day came, the little girl would suffer even more.

I always think about it next time, and next time.

But he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

Tu Zhimeng didn't know about all this, but she was happy to see Ye Luo's legs getting better day by day, thinking that they would have a long, long time to be together, and planned to wait for the day when Ye Luo dropped his crutches. to get married.

However, she didn't expect to see Ye Luo curled up on the ground when she came home from get off work, next to a glass of overturned water, as if she had fallen in the middle of pouring.

Tu Zhimeng ran over quickly, looked at Ye Luo, who was sweating profusely on the ground and had a painful face, trembling with fright, knelt down, and slowly approached with her small hands.

"Luo Luo, what's wrong with you?" She choked up as soon as she opened her mouth.

As if hearing her voice, Ye Luo slowly opened his eyes, pulled the corners of his lips, raised his hand with great effort to wipe away the tears from the little girl's face, and comforted: "Teacher, I'm fine, don't cry ...cough cough."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breath was weak, and his delicate facial features twisted together in pain.

The blood smeared into red plum blossoms on the floor, which looked very eye-catching.

Tu Zhimeng immediately took out a tissue, wiped the corners of his lips, and then went to make an emergency call.

But he was grabbed by the opponent.

"It's useless……"

Finally, Ye Luo told Tu Zhimeng the truth.

After Tu Zhimeng heard it, tears fell down her cheeks. She began to regret that she hadn't been with him well during this time, and had worked overtime until late every day.

"Luo Luo, I'm sorry..." She cried until she couldn't make a sound, her soft voice was choked, and it broke her heart.

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Luo saw the little girl's cute and lovable face. The pain seemed to be much better, and he touched the little girl's head: "Why are you so stupid? Why do you want to apologize to me? The one who apologized should be me……"

Before Ye Luo finished speaking, Tu Zhimeng kissed her directly.

The moist lips were full of tears, which made Ye Luo also emotional.

What he was most afraid of was still coming.

He was afraid that after he left, no one would be by the little girl's side...

"Luoluo, let's get married." Tu Zhimeng raised her bright eyes, filled with water vapor, holding his face and staring at him without blinking.

Originally, I planned to wait for Ye Luo to fully recover, but now it seems that I can't wait.

Ye Luo froze, rubbed her eyes, wrapped her little hand with her big hand: "It's not fair to you..."

Marrying him, a dying man, was too cruel for a girl of just her age.

Ke Tuzhimeng looked at him firmly, as if she could see the person in front of her from the bottom of her heart.

"Luo Luo, I want to be your wife." Her voice was soft and weeping, but she was sure and unquestionable.

(End of this chapter)