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Chapter 259 My Dear Sleeping Beauty Your Highness

Cen Shang said it lightly, but Xiang Meng knew that the past must have been difficult.

In particular, Xiang Meng had accidentally seen the scenes where he was being questioned by his biological mother.

Why is it not you who died.

The words that hurt others are the saddest when spoken by relatives.

Xiang Meng wanted to hug Cen Shang very much, and then tell Cen Shang that no one is more important than him, and that she will always love him and be with him forever.

But she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.

Cen Shang has been observing Xiang Meng's situation, knowing that she might be unwell, but he didn't force her to stay awake.

He will do the hard work, and Xiang Meng only needs to live in his own comfortable way.

Cen Shang squeezed Xiang Meng into his arms again, and then hummed a song.

Qiming, Jianxing, and all the unpublished songs he wrote for Xiang Meng in those days.

This night, he was like a clockwork nightingale, tireless and never resting.

Xiang Meng didn't fall asleep until the sun rose and the rescue team and medical staff confirmed that Xiang Meng's vital signs were normal.

Xiang Meng had a very long dream.

The details that had been forgotten all reappeared in the dream one by one.

Those things that were mistaken for Chuanshu were actually her life.

That year, Xiang Meng was 12 years old. During a physical examination organized by the school, he found a malignant tumor in his brain.

Before the tumor took her life, it took away her hope first.

She cooperated with all kinds of painful treatments and endured all kinds of postoperative sequelae, but it still took away her vitality inch by inch.

That diary was written after Xiang Meng was admitted to the hospital for treatment, recording every moment of her struggle against the illness, until Cen Shang broke into her world.

At that time, Cen Shang had just debuted, with a face that was so handsome that it was difficult to distinguish between male and female, singing a public welfare song repeatedly on the TV.

The voice was pure and clear, like a brook in spring flowing through her heart.

Some cold, but very warm.

If Xiang Meng was asked to describe Cen Shang at that time, she might use the moon to describe him.

Hanging high in the air, it is cool and bright, free from dust.

But at that time, Xiang Meng was just a child, and she couldn't define her feelings for Cen Shang, nor could she express her thoughts correctly, so she used those trivial daily routines to thoroughly integrate Cen Shang's name into her life middle.

And it is this trivial life with a little smoke and fire that makes Cen Shang rekindle his hope of life.

Therefore, this was the reason why Cen Shang suddenly fell in love.

Fortunately, she had helped him.

Fortunately, the person he never forgets is herself.

The warm current flows from the heart, and then spreads to the whole body.

What else is more pleasing to find that the white moonlight of one's lover is oneself?

Absolutely not.

Xiang Meng opened her eyes contentedly, and what she saw was dazzling white.

She was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly felt that she was still the little girl waiting to die.

"Xiang Meng!"

Someone called her by her ear, she turned to Meng and found that it was Hibiscus.

Xiang Meng woke up completely, but with a sore nose for no reason, she called out to Mu Jin for her mother.

There was a grievance in the voice that couldn't be ignored, and Mu Jin's eye sockets immediately became moist, but it didn't last long, and Xiang Meng asked her with concern, "Where's Cen Shang?"

Mu Jin rubbed her eyes, adjusted herself for a moment, then turned sideways, revealing another hospital bed behind her.

Cen Shang was lying there.

Without even thinking about it, Xiang Meng jumped out of bed and ran to Cen Shang's place. When Mu Jin's terrified voice came, Xiang Meng realized that she was wearing a bottle.

Xiang Meng smiled sloppily, waited for Mu Jin to hang her bottle above Cen Shang's hospital bed, and checked that the needle site did not return blood before she felt relieved.

He thanked Xiang Meng and set his sights on Cen Shang.

His face was a little pale, and his lips were also pale. Xiang Meng couldn't hold back and leaned over to kiss his lips.

Feeling cold to the touch, she felt a tug in her heart, and murmured in a low voice: "Wake up, my dear Highness Sleeping Beauty."

(End of this chapter)