Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1322 Ah Jiu, I'm tired.

When Sang Ling left, she went to see Yun Xiao specially. At that time, his body was far from what it is now, and his pulse was so weak that she could hardly feel his pulse.

Sang Ling also asked the servants of the Fu family. It was the fifteenth day that Yun Xiao became ill like this. She thought it should be because of Shaoyi, otherwise the medicine left by Yuanzhou would at least make Yun Xiao feel sick again. live a few years.

There is still more than a month before the Cold Clothes Festival, and she really dare not imagine, according to Yun Xiao's current situation, whether she can survive until that day.

When Song Chen heard this, his face suddenly lost all color, and he asked her weakly, "Then what should I do?"

Now Jin Tingxiao is also a sign of short life, and Yun Xiao's end is approaching. The successive blows, not to mention Fu Yuejun, can't bear it, even a man like him can't bear it.

"As long as you wait until the Cold Clothes Festival, everything will turn around." Sang Ling sighed, she just came out with Fu Yuejun, and witnessed the scene where the two of them completely collapsed in the rain.

If you want to pierce your heart as much as you want, you will have as many pricks as you want.

Fu Yuejun was awakened by the storm hitting the window. When he opened his eyes, he fell into Jin Tingxiao's eyes. He was leaning on the bedpost and looking at her. Seeing that she woke up, he said nothing.

"Ah Jiu, I'm tired." The man slowly sat next to her, and in an instant, Fu Yuejun got up from the bed and looked at his outline sadly.

It's just that she didn't see him for a day, and she felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and she felt very sad immediately.

After living in this world twice, she has known Jin Tingxiao for so long and seen him suffer so much for her, but she has never heard him say that he was tired.

"The last time I had a fever, I felt that my body was getting worse day by day, and my life must have been damaged." He held her hand, and when he said this, his tone was sparse and ordinary, without ups and downs, emotions, anger, sorrow, or joy. .

Song Chen, who was outside the door, suddenly stopped and withdrew his hand that was about to push the door in.

Jin Tingxiao and Fu Yuejun didn't know why, but Song Chen knew that it was because Jin Tingxiao had endured the scourge of God. Even though he could get a relationship with Fu Yuejun, the relationship was deep and shallow.

There is no place in this world for the affection between the two of them.

Fu Yuejun held his hand tightly, suppressed the crying that covered him, and said firmly and seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, you will live a long life, and so will I."

She always felt that Pluto would let them come back, so they must be able to live a long life and grow old, but she forgot the damage that the scourge brought to them, and invisibly broke the lifespan of both of them.

In the end, they still can't grow old.

"Fate is fixed, you can't force it."

Jin Tingxiao smiled softly, raised his hand and brushed her hair away, and said sadly: "It has been more than a year since I came back from rebirth. During this year, many things have happened that we cannot control. I couldn't believe it before. Until now, I really discovered that no matter how we change, we cannot change our own destiny."

It's like the friendship between them, there will always be countless changes. It seems that he can hold his hands until his hair turns white, but he realizes in a daze that his body is not as good as before.

He used to always feel that the time was still long, and he had a lot of time to accompany her, make soup for her hands, accompany her through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, and accompany her from Qingsi to Muxue.

But after waiting and waiting, what came after waiting was that his life was lost.

Perhaps the time left for them in the future can be counted in the past.

Hong Chen has come and gone for so many years, and what he asked for was always her alone. He just grabbed her hand, but someone told him that it was still a big dream in the end. How could he not feel like a knife was piercing his heart?

(End of this chapter)