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Chapter 550 Gently, I'm So Sad

Therefore, he changed his sentence and said comfortingly: "Mr. Lu, our hospital has done our best for Ms. Liu's illness. I hope you can take care of it. Your wife is still pregnant, so you can't be sad and happy. Take good care of her. "

Lu Xicheng looked at him, nodded slightly, and said, "I know, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After the doctor left, several people came out pushing the automatic hospital bed.

Zheng Qingwei looked at Liu Yannan, who was lifeless on the bed, and said with a sob: "Xicheng, do you want to see it."

Lu Xicheng just held her slightly cold hand in his palm, and walked away under the astonished eyes of everyone.

At this moment, Zheng Qingwei remembered what Liu Yannan had said to her these days.

She said: "Gently, Xicheng's temperament is forbearing, even if he is sad, it is not easy for others to find out. If you find something wrong with her, you must enlighten him, you understand?"

Thinking about this passage, she finally hugged Lu Xicheng in the elevator.

She tiptoed and tried to get closer to him.

At this moment, she realized that his eyes were bloodshot, entangled with threads, and the corners of his eyes were scarlet.

With trembling hands, she stroked his face and said, "Xicheng, if you're sad, just cry. It's not embarrassing, it's really not embarrassing at all."

His figure seemed to be stiff for a moment.

The next moment, he hugged her tightly and buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder.

Zheng Weiwei felt that there was some moist liquid that wet her shoulder socket.

The elevator quickly arrived at the first floor. In the lobby where people come and go, someone saw a man with an extraordinary temperament holding his wife in his arms, and his whole body was full of uncontrollable sadness.

But his wife just stroked his back very gently, her movements were so gentle that it could be described as cautious.

Everyone involuntarily bypassed this elevator and went to the next elevator to wait.

Lu Xicheng said: "Gentle, I'm so sad."

His voice was difficult, low and hoarse, every word hit Zheng Qingqing's heart, feeling aching.

She held back her sad emotions and said very gently: "Xicheng, don't be sad, I will be with you." Just like when you were with me.
Liu Yannan's funeral was simple, there were not many people in this small town who had close friendship with Liu Yannan, and Lu Xicheng only invited them to have a well-ceremonial but low-key light meal.

Lan Shan was also in the seat. She sat with a group of local elderly people, and everyone's faces were mournful.The overall atmosphere of the meal was very depressing.

Zheng Weiwei has been sitting beside Lu Xicheng, looking up at him from time to time.

His face was calm, and he didn't seem to see much sad emotion.

Zheng Qingqing heard the old man say before that if a person is sad to the limit, he will be as calm as dead.Looking at it now, she has some confidence.

Under the cover of the dining table, she held Lu Xicheng's hand and squeezed it tighter.

Lu Xicheng lowered his head and glanced at her with a smile.The smile was gentle and calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

Zheng Weiwei looked startled, and felt a little cold for a while.

Lu Xicheng noticed her uneasiness, and his smile deepened: "Gentle, I'm really fine, really."

Zheng Qingwei could only smile back at him, and said in a voice that couldn't be softer: "Xicheng, do you still remember when I was depressed? At that time, you were by my side and gave me all my strength and courage."

(End of this chapter)