The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 227 This virus has no solution

Tang Shaojue nodded: "Well, the new virus, if you think it's me, I can't help it."

If Mu Xiaoran believed that it was him, no amount of explanation would help.

Mu Xiaoran's heart ached because of Tang Shaojue's eyes.

He was disappointed, and self-deprecating.

"I...I." Mu Xiaoran hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say a word. She wanted to apologize, but all the apologies were too pale.

Tang Shaojue curled his lips and said casually: "It's okay, I understand you."

But all he could do was understand.

He devoted his heart and soul to Mu Xiaoran, and in the end he still doubted him so much, how could he not be disappointed?
Mu Xiaoran flattened her mouth, and Tang Shaojue's strange eyes made her nose sour.

Does he hate himself?
"I suspect Mu Sijin and Lin Xi, but I haven't found any evidence yet."

Tang Shaojue continued, his tone was calm, and he didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations.

Often at this time, Tang Shaojue is the most angry.

Mu Xiaoran clenched her fists: "You... I shouldn't doubt you. Also, I don't think it's Mu Sijin. He has always had feelings for my mother."

Then only Lin Xi was left, could it really be her mother?

Tang Shaojue glanced at Mu Xiaoran expressionlessly: "Wilson will try his best, but no one knows what the final result will be."

Wilson is already a master, and he is also looking for the maker of the virus, hoping to recover it.

But he knew that this possibility was very small.

So what Mu Xiaoran can do now is to stay with Lian Yi as much as possible.

Perhaps, this is the last time in her life, as for how long it will be, it depends on God's arrangement.

Mu Xiaoran's eyes widened suddenly, and she asked incredulously, "You...you mean?"

What he meant...was her mother really dying?
Tang Shaojue paused for a moment, then nodded slowly.

This is the truth, something he couldn't bear to let Mu Xiaoran know.

But sooner or later she will know.

Mu Xiaoran's eyes immediately turned red, and she turned to look out the window, not wanting Tang Shaojue to see herself in a mess.

But through the car window, she saw a flustered version of herself.

Damn, how can she be so useless?

Mu Xiaoran wiped away her tears indiscriminately, she resisted all this in her heart, but now the situation of Lian Yi made her have to believe it.

In the past few days, Lian Yi's condition has plummeted, and every time Wilson came, he frowned.

Will she really lose her mother?If there is no Lian Yi in this world, then what's the point of her being alive?
No, how could her mother be willing to abandon her?
"Tang Shaojue, you lied to me, didn't you? You just said that to punish me, didn't you? I apologize to you, please forgive me, and you take back your words, okay?"

Mu Xiaoran choked up and said, can't she admit her mistake?

Her mom will be fine!

Tang Shaojue sighed, if possible, he also hoped that this was just a joke on his part.

He also didn't want Lian Yi to leave this world, and he didn't want to see Mu Xiaoran sad, but in the face of life, old age, sickness and death, human beings are too small.

Mu Xiaoran's heart sank gradually, and her tears were like broken pearls.

In fact, she should have thought of such a result long ago, but when she really faced it, she still couldn't control her emotions.

Tears wiped more and more, and the originally quiet crying turned into a low sob.

Mu Xiaoran's flood of tears extinguished all Tang Shaojue's anger.

He couldn't be cruel to this girl after all.

(End of this chapter)