Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 68

The darkness, the boundless darkness, the soul seems to be drawn into one whirlpool after another, suffering in pain and suffering in the ups and downs, and will never be redeemed...

Yan Yixiao fell asleep in a daze, her mind was never really clear, when she finally regained consciousness, it was already the afternoon of the fourth day.

It was as if she had walked through hell, and her whole body was so uncomfortable that no one place was comfortable. Yan Yixiao moved her dry lips with difficulty, very slowly, she wanted to open her eyes...

But the eyelids were so heavy, as if they were stuck with glue, she couldn't open them at all, she tried to use force lightly, but it hurt when she exerted force, she took a deep breath involuntarily, and didn't dare to move again——

"Xiaoxiao? Are you awake?"

An old voice full of worry and heartache suddenly floated into her ears, Yan Yixiao was slightly taken aback, then opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice became hoarse and rough due to her long sleep—

"Old... Dad..."

"Wake up, wake up! Finally woke up..." Yan Hongwen heard Yan Yixiao open his mouth, and he was so excited that he tightly grasped his daughter's hand. One of the two daughters died and the other was injured, and they were suddenly filled with grief, and the old tears choked up fiercely.

"Uncle, Xiaoxiao woke up, you should be happy!" Qin Mofei has been by Yan Yixiao's side for several days, seeing Yan Hongwen crying sadly, worried that it will affect Yan Yixiao's life Emotions, hurriedly and secretly persuaded.

"En... En En, happy..." Yan Hongwen tried his best to suppress the grief in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile, his voice changed slightly, and responded.

Happy... how can you be happy, a good family has become ruined overnight, Yan Zhuyou's funeral has just been done, Gao Wanqiu fell ill due to excessive grief, and Yan Yining is taking care of her at home.

Yan Yixiao's mind was dizzy, she couldn't think of anything for a while, her whole body was sore from sleeping for too long, she tried to open her eyes to see what was in front of her, but her eyes were weird, as if they were covered by something Instinctively, she raised her hand to touch her eyes. Just as her fingers touched the gauze, a big hand gently grabbed her wrist. At the same time, Qin Mofei's slightly hoarse voice sounded worried——

"Be careful! Don't move yet!"

Can't move?Yan Yixiao, who had just woken up, was still not very flexible in her brain, she was slightly startled, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "My eyes... what's wrong..."

"It's all right, it's all right now, take a good rest, and you'll be back to the same soon!" Qin Mofei leaned over slightly, looking deeply at Yan Yixiao, who was covered with gauze, with big hands lovingly Gently stroking her haggard and thin face, comforting her tenderly.

Something flickered in her mind, and many blurry images flashed away. Yan Yixiao vaguely felt that she had something important to remember, so she raised her hand and fumbled in the air. She held her little hand in the palm of her hand, and she reflexively tightened her fingers and tightly grasped his hand, and asked a little anxiously——

"Qin...Qin Mofei, I...what's the matter with me?" Her voice trembled slightly, revealing a trace of confusion and anxiety.

"It's okay, you just accidentally injured your eyes, and now you've had surgery, and you'll be fine in a few days, my dear, don't be afraid, you're fine!" Qin Mofei's slender fingers lovingly scattered her on her forehead Gently parting her hair, she said in a soft voice.

"Injured..." Yan Yixiao squirmed her lips lightly, whispering inaudibly, more and more images appeared in her mind, and gradually became clear...

Muttering the word 'injured', Yan Yixiao immediately thought of eye pain, burning pain...

Suddenly, a picture suddenly became clear——

Yan Zhuyou rushed over to beat her, she hurriedly dodged and caused Yan Zhuyou to fall, she subconsciously went to help Yan Zhuyou, but Yan Zhuyou grabbed a handful of white powder and sprinkled it on her face...

"what--"

Yan Yixiao screamed suddenly, grabbed Qin Mofei's hand and wanted to sit up, she was panting, terrified, because there were more and more memories in her mind, she remembered that she stabbed Yan Zhuyou...

"Where is my second sister? How is my second sister?"

She asked anxiously, full of fear, Yan Zhuyou's painful voice seemed to still be echoing in her ears, the temperature of Yan Zhuyou's blood seemed to be still in her palm, and the ominous premonition lingered in her heart all the time.

silence!Dead silence!Qin Mofei pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer, while Yan Hongwen was so sad that he couldn't speak at all.

And the more they were silent, the more panic Yan Yixiao felt in her heart. She clenched her hands unconsciously. She couldn't see. She instinctively listened carefully to their movements with her ears sideways. After waiting for a long time but they didn't speak, she suddenly break out--

"Speak up! How is my second sister?" She yelled angrily, grabbed Qin Mofei's hand fiercely, her sharp nails sank into the back of Qin Mofei's hand, and shouted emotionally: "Qin Mofei, what are you talking about?" ah!"

How could Qin Mofei dare to say such bad news, he frowned fiercely and looked at the pitiful Yan Yixiao, anxious and embarrassed.

"Dad, are you there?" Yan Yixiao saw that Qin Mofei refused to say anything, immediately turned her head left and right, stretched out her hands and groped wildly, and shouted anxiously.

"I'm here..." Yan Hongwen choked up slightly in sadness, his wrinkled hand trembled uncontrollably, and stretched out to hold Yan Yixiao's fumbling little hand.

Touching her father's hand, Yan Yixiao immediately tightened her fingers and grasped it tightly, and asked anxiously, "How is Second Sister? Second Sister is fine, right?"

She was so worried, she was so scared, although she couldn't see how much Yan Zhuyou was hurt, but the uneasiness and fear in her heart had been tightly wrapped around her nerves, she was really scared...

Seeing that Yan Yixiao was so excited, Qin Mofei was worried and distressed, so he quickly pressed her shoulders lightly, pushed her back to the hospital bed, and gently persuaded: "Xiaoxiao, calm down, the doctor told you not to be too nervous. Excited--"

But Yan Yixiao waved Qin Mofei's hand away, grabbed Yan Hongwen tightly and shouted: "Dad, talk to me, how is Second Sister doing now?"

How is she calm?Now she hurt someone, and that person was her own sister, she couldn't calm down...

"Yuyou her..." Yan Hongwen's hoarse voice was full of endless sadness and pain, and he was too sad to speak just now, with a very nasal tone.

Hearing that her father's voice was full of crying, Yan Yixiao's heart tightened suddenly, the extreme panic occupied the whole atrium, her voice changed tone, and asked tremblingly: "What's wrong with her?"

There was another silence, a silence with a hint of despair——

"Say it!" Yan Yixiao yelled angrily, clenched her hands tightly, her face turned pale.

Yan Hongwen burst into tears, and was so sad that he couldn't control himself. He didn't dare to let his daughter hear his cry, so he hurriedly turned his head away and couldn't speak. Seeing this situation, Qin Mofei could only bite the bullet and open his mouth in a low voice——

"She lost a lot of blood...it can't be saved..."

can't save...can't save...can't save...

The air condensed in an instant, and the words that came out of Qin Mofei's mouth echoed repeatedly in her mind, entangled her nerves tightly like a curse, her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, Breathing, extremely difficult...

"What do you mean?" She murmured softly, cautiously, panting.

What does can't be saved mean?It means that Yan Zhuyou has already...

no no no!impossible!This is absolutely impossible!

A good person, a living life, how could it be possible to say that if there is no one, it will be gone, no!If she doesn't believe it, don't believe it even if she dies!
Qin Mofei pursed his lips hard, and the words had come to an end, so he could only say truthfully: "It was cremated yesterday—"

"No!" Yan Yixiao hissed and snarled, her whole body trembling violently, she couldn't accept it...

She killed... She killed her own sister... No, it's not true, no...

Yan Yixiao clenched her hands tightly, covering her head fiercely, a tearing pain hit the nerves in her head, her whole head was in severe pain as if it was going to explode, it hurt so much...

Seeing her in such pain, Qin Mofei's eyes turned red immediately, he hurriedly grabbed her wrist, and coaxed her softly, "Yan Yixiao, be strong, the thing has already happened, you... Yan Yixiao... Xiaoxiao...doctor, doctor..."

Before Qin Mofei could finish his consolation, Yan Yixiao softened suddenly. Qin Mofei took a closer look, only to find that she had fallen into a coma again due to unbearable stimulation, and was so frightened that she hurriedly pressed the emergency bell on the bedside, panicking. Frustrated, he called the doctor.

Soon, doctors and nurses rushed into the ward, Qin Mofei supported Yan Hongwen, who had turned gray within a few days, and watched anxiously as the doctor gave first aid to Yan Yixiao who had passed out, heartbroken. Hanging, wishing to transfer all her suffering and pain to himself, he is willing to bear all the grief and suffering for her, he really is willing!

Outside the ward, a pair of dark eyes intertwined with pain and hatred stared coldly at everything in the ward, looking at the dying little woman lying on the hospital bed, the gauze covering her eyes was so glaring, it made his heart feel so glaring. Followed by pan pain...

(End of this chapter)