Quick wear: the paranoid God of War Xiaojiao bag she turned sweetly

Chapter 193 Her wild boy is an angel 67
Ni Lu was blushing and heart beating at what they said, so he simply buried his head on the table and replied softly: "Don't even ask, okay?"

After she said so, the students had no choice but to leave one after another, gathering together in groups of threes and twos to discuss.

Fu Mingyuan and Ni Lu seem to be the flavoring agents in the busy life of a class of students.

Their original boring review path has become less dull, knocking CP and eating dog food from time to time has greatly relieved their pressure.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

Ouyang Ming's body was on the verge of exhaustion, he held on and wanted to see Fu Mingyuan and Ni Lu again.

After learning the news, the two took a week's leave regardless of the teacher's dissuasion.

When he came to the door of the hospital where Ouyang Ming was located, Fu Mingyuan was afraid to go in for a while, and withdrew his hand that was about to push the door, hesitating with downcast eyes.

"Don't be afraid." Ni Lu held his hand tightly, then pushed the door open and entered.

After the two entered, Lin Hui quickly got up and walked over with very little movement, her eyes crying like two walnuts.

"You are here..." Her voice was extremely hoarse, as if she had been crying for a long time.

"Ah."

Fu Mingyuan nodded, and led Mi Lu to the hospital bed.

Ouyang Ming was lying there very peacefully.

He closed his eyes and exhaled quietly, his face was as pale as paper, his brows were slightly frowned, and he had been enduring the torment of illness.

He was even more emaciated than when we parted last time, and his whole body was like a paper doll, as if it would break if touched.

Grief welled up in Fu Mingyuan's eyes, and he stood beside him quietly facing the light, the tip of Nilu's nose was a little sour, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He was obviously a good person a few months ago, but now he was lying there as thin as a paper man.

Looking back, Fu Mingyuan looked back at Lin Hui and asked softly, "How much time does he have?"

"I don't know." Lin Hui shook her head, tears welled up in her eyes again, she covered her mouth and tried not to cry out.

His condition was beyond recovery, and even the doctor advised her to start preparing for the funeral as soon as possible.

He is still so young, only 17 years old, how could God treat him like this...

"Auntie." Ni Lu stepped forward and handed her a tissue.

"Mom, don't cry." Ouyang Ming was awakened by her crying, and opened his tired black eyes.

Seeing Fu Mingyuan slowly showing a weary smile beside him, his voice was like a thread: "You are here."

"En." Fu Mingyuan choked up his throat, sat down and looked at him quietly.

Soothe Lin Hui's mood, Ni Lu helped her to sit down, and took out an invitation card just for him from the bag.

Tiantian smiled: "This is an invitation card for our future wedding, you have to keep it well!"

Said that Ni Lu was a little choked up, and tears overflowed from his eyes.

"it is good……"

Ouyang Ming struggled to raise his hand to take the red and festive wedding invitation, but Ni Lu hurriedly stuffed it into his hand.

Feeling the temperature on the wedding invitation, Ouyang Ming slowly curled up his fingers and then clenched them tightly, showing a relieved and satisfied smile.

He murmured in a very small voice: "That's great..."

"..."

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and remained silent, covering the back of his hand with a small white hand. He looked up and saw that You Lu was trying to dispel his sadness with a smile.

Pursing his lower lip, Fu Mingyuan looked down at Ouyang Ming, his eyes turned red at some point.

A bit unwilling to whisper: "You support me..."

"Sorry, I guess I can't do it."

Hot tears rolled down the corners of Ouyang Ming's eyes, and he slowly closed his heavy eyes, while the ear-piercing humming sounded from the machine beside him.

Doctors flocked to Lin Hui's cries.

He left, smiling.

She closed her eyes and her lips twitched a few times, as if she still wanted to say something to Fu Mingyuan.

But it was too late, those words could only follow him to sleep forever.

He spent his whole life healing his misfortune, and finally let go of everything at the moment his life stopped.

……

(End of this chapter)