Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Through his misty tears, ye Qingcheng hoped that Dongfang Shijin was ill as before. As a result, he pretended to be weak. Then when she cried, he opened his eyes and said with a disgusting face, [you look ugly when you cry... Don't cry.]

[Qing Cheng, don't cry.]

[hear me, don't cry...]

It seems that Dongfang Shijin sat up and leaned there. He looked at her with a disgusted face, but he would stretch out his hand to wipe her tears.

Then he held her in his arms and said in a low voice, "Qingcheng, I'm here... I won't leave you. Don't cry, I said one, two, three..."

[don't cry, don't cry...]

[Qingcheng, how could I leave you...]

In the blur, those illusions disappeared. What ye Qingcheng saw was still lying there lifeless Dongfang Shijin. His face was pale. Ye Qingcheng had never seen such a defeated Dongfang Shijin

"Dongfang Shijin, promise me to wake up early..." Ye Qingcheng's tears blurred. She picked up Dongfang Shijin's hand and stuck it on her face, choking in her voice. "Remember what I said, I want us to be together all our life, one minute less and one second less... Dongfang Shijin, you are not allowed to break your promise..."

“……”

"Wake up soon..."

Ye Qingcheng couldn't control his tears. As soon as he closed his eyes, the tears would flow out. It seemed that he couldn't stop it.

Her tears ran down his hand.

Ye Qingcheng held his hand, but he didn't dare to exert too much force.

Dongfang Shijin was sleeping deeply. His deep side face seemed to have no vitality.

Ye Qingcheng held his hand to his face and closed her eyes in pain. She kept whispering to wake him up

"Oriental world brocade..."

"How about waking up..."

"Wake up, shall we go? We'll never be here again..."

"Let's go to a place where there is only us, even a distant place... As long as there is you, I can do anything..."

"Let's go to a place where no one knows us and start over..."

"Dongfang Shijin, wake up... You will be fine, right? You will be fine..."

Ye Qingcheng's tears kept rolling down, and her painful heart made her want to dig out her heart

The position of the heart seems to be a steady stream of pain, which can't be stopped

Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes and let her tears rage

She slowly lowered her head and gently kissed the back of Dongfang Shijin's hand, but tasted the taste of her tears, salty and bitter

Outside the ward, Lucifer stood there. The sun was sunny today, but his body was a layer of frozen ice.

His eyes looked heavily at the scene inside. Ye Qingcheng was sitting in a wheelchair, half of her body leaning against the hospital bed. Her hand tightly held the hand of Dongfang Shijin, and tears kept falling. Her long curly hair was pinned in the middle because it was too long. Her exposed side face was sharp and beautiful, but with thick tears.

Lucifer put his hand on the windowsill and clenched it slowly. His heart seemed to be covered with something clear, sour and uncomfortable.

He gently closed his eyes. It seemed that he could feel the continuous sadness in the room. Ye Qingcheng's facial features were almost crying and wrinkled into a ball