Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 383 Ninety-Nine Bronchitis (2)
In the heavy rain.

The rain wetted his black hair and wet his black clothes, but his eyes were surprisingly gentle. He said loudly, "Dad, I'm going to marry Jiujiu."

The voice is solemn and pious.

Xiao Ma watched quietly, she was holding an umbrella, her voice was extremely quiet in the rain, "Your father agreed."

As early as a few years ago, Yilou had already agreed.

At that time, he also told her that Jiujiu was able to find a man like Lan Zhongwen, which was her blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation.

This is not false at all.

It was probably the luckiest thing in her life that Jiujiu could get Lan Zhongwen's mercy.

In the howling wind and rain, An Cen hurried over, holding a broken umbrella in her hand, her hair and face were soaked, and she said urgently, "Young Master Lan, Xiao Mohan is critically ill, he wants to see Jiujiu one last time .”

The rain is getting heavier.

The entire sky seemed to be covered with a black cloth, it was cloudy and there was no light at all.

The door of the ward was opened by a slender hand.

Jiujiu stood at the door, her shadow stretched out by the faint light.

Under the pale light.

Xiao Mohan was lying on the hospital bed, he was like a lonely sleeping prince, his eyes were quietly closed, and his dark and slender eyelashes were also quietly without blinking.

Jiujiu's heart tightened suddenly, and he shook his arm, "Brother."

Xiao Mohan acted as if he had never heard of it, his handsome face was as cold as a layer of frost.

"Brother..." Jiujiu's voice was hoarse.

She is still immature, Xiao Mohan only has a few hours left to live, thinking of this, her heart throbs with pain.

She held his hand tightly, feeling pain and astringency in her heart, "Brother, I'm here to see you."

It's good to say that a person is about to die, he's about to leave, Jiujiu can't make up his mind to treat him indifferently anyway, besides, his last wish before he died was just to see her.

Since he blocked a shot for himself that day, Jiujiu has forgiven him, if not for him, the person lying here today would be Jiujiu.

She stood stiffly in front of the hospital bed.

Under the pale light.

Xiao Mohan's eyelashes were gradually wet, like a slow motion in a movie, his eyelashes were slowly raised, looking at her, his eyes were as empty as a starless and moonless night.

The sound of rain rustling outside the window.

The girl on top of her head has jade-like skin, lazy eyes, rose-like lips, a delicate chin, a graceful and slender neck, and white and thin shoulders.

"Jiumei..." His lips curled into a beautiful arc, forming a hazy smile.

"I'm here." Jiujiu held his hand, her hand was cold, his hand was also cold, Jiujiu was a little bit at a loss, her peaceful eyes were covered with water vapor.

"Don't cry, Jiumei, I'm here to say goodbye to you." Xiao Mohan smiled wryly, slightly pursing his pale lips, "Jiumei, I'm sorry for all these years..."

Jiujiu bit her lip, her voice trembling, "I've already forgiven you."

Facing a person who is about to die, Jiujiu can't be hard-hearted, pity floods her senses, making her nose sore.

"Jiumei." He looked into her eyes with a sad face, "If it wasn't for what I did, would you like me?"

Jiujiu didn't answer.

Fingers are getting colder and colder.

Xiao Mohan looked at her quietly, his eyes were full of pain and sadness, and he didn't speak for a long, long time.

No way.

Even if he didn't do those things, Jiumei wouldn't like her.

Outside the glass window.

Lan Zhongwen stood there in a daze.

Maybe it's a long distance away.

Xiao Mohan looked so lonely and fragile.

Lan Zhongwen's eyes are still cold, he has no sympathy for Xiao Mohan, maybe death is his destination, if not for death, he is also Du Xinyu's accomplice, and he will spend the rest of his life in prison.

For Xiao Mohan, death is also a kind of relief for him.

Lan Zhongwen stared at Jiujiu through the glass, it was the only light in his life, the only light that would die if he lost it.

From now on, they will never be separated again.

As if telepathically, Jiujiu looked up at him, her eyes were a little dazed, and she looked at him fixedly.

Lan Zhongwen knew what she was thinking, smiled and nodded at her, and just do whatever he wants.

Jiujiu got permission, grinned slightly, and held Xiao Mohan's hand.

She held it lightly, as if she was afraid of hurting him, and said solemnly, "Yes."

Take it as a lie to him.

Let him go in peace.

Xiao Mohan's gloomy eyes lit up slightly, "Jiumei, will you like me?"

Ninety-Nine nodded.

Then gently brushed the hair on his forehead with his hands.In fact, Xiao Mohan was very good-looking, Jiujiu stared blankly, a little lost in thought.

If it wasn't for Xiao Mohan's behavior, because he saved Jiujiuyi's life when he was a child and grew up with her, he looks good and handsome, so it's no wonder Jiujiu wouldn't be moved.

So some things are doomed to be missed, she will meet Lan Zhongwen eventually, so everyone else has become a will.

Maybe Xiao Mohan was to make Jiujiu come to meet Lan Zhongwen's support stone. It was because of Xiao Mohan that parents and grandma had such a serious quarrel, and then transferred their careers to Guangzhou to avoid the war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law .

Therefore, she came to Guangzhou and met Lan Zhongwen.

Fate matters, sometimes it cannot be said that there is no such thing, so she and Xiao Mohan are destined to have no fate. share.

Xiao Mohan met the wrong Jiujiu at the right time, he shouldn't have fallen in love with her, maybe today would not be so painful, because he only has Jiujiu in his heart, and Jiujiu only has Lan Zhongwen in his heart, no one can To say who is ruthless is because they are too attached to each other.

Some people give you their heart, but you pretend not to see it, because you don't like it.

(End of this chapter)