With only two months left to live, the contract girlfriend cried like crazy

Red Cross Hall.

"Hello, I'm the person who called to donate my body."

The staff looked up.

A man stood at the window and looked inside. His face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and was as pale as paper.

So handsome!

Even though he was pale, he still couldn't hide his handsome face.

Sword-like eyebrows, deep eyes, straight nose, and tight contours.

"I'm deeply sorry for the misfortune that happened to you, and I'm also very grateful for the benefits you have brought to others."

"Excuse me, do you want to donate the bodies of your family members?"

"No, I want to donate my own body."

Lin Xun shook his head.

Just a while ago, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart on his way home from get off work.

After a series of examinations at the hospital, it was discovered that it was chronic heart failure.

The doctor told him that according to the test results, he only had 2-3 months left to live.

The shocking sound was heard.

Shock, fear, uneasiness, and unwillingness filled his heart.

But Lin Xun soon accepted this fact and chose to contact the Red Cross calmly.

Since he was going to die anyway, why not choose to help others recover?

"Ah? You are so young..."

The staff sighed with regret.

Then presented a body donation agreement.

Check the agreement,

Sign,

Leave.

The process was smooth.

"Boom boom"

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, as if a huge black cloth covered the ground, a dull atmosphere filled the air, and a heavy rain was about to pour down.

Looking at Lin Xun's lonely expression, Deng Hui couldn't help but speak.

"Ah Xun, An Miaoxi won't come at this time? Although she is a CEO worth over 100 million, she is also your girlfriend! Her boyfriend has a heart attack and is dying. Isn't she heartbroken!"

"Tell me, since you got sick, has she ever cared about you? Even if it's just cooking a bowl of porridge for you or handing you a glass of water..."

"Okay, stop talking, Brother Hui, it's not her fault."

Lin Xun forced a smile and waved his hand.

"You... why bother..."

"Forget it, I won't ask any more questions, get in the car, and take you home."

Deng Hui took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then turned and got into the car.

"Thanks, Brother Hui."

The two are colleagues. Deng Hui has taken special care of him since they started working. When he first arrived at the company, Deng Hui taught Lin Xun a lot. After a few visits, the two became the best buddies.

Lin Xun sat in the co-pilot seat, and his face returned to his usual smile.

"Brother Hui, just drop me off at the supermarket in front as usual. Sorry for bothering you today."

Hearing this, Deng Hui's lips moved, wanting to speak, but in the end he didn't.

After Lin Xun got out of the car, Deng Hui lost control of his emotions and suddenly punched the steering wheel.

"What a thing! My boyfriend is dying of a heart attack, and I still want him to buy groceries and cook. Just because I have money, I can't treat others as human beings?"

Lin Xun and An Miaoxi are boyfriend and girlfriend, but in Deng Hui's view, Lin Xun is more like a servant, taking care of all the housework every day when he goes home, and being An Miaoxi's follower when he goes out.

For five years, Lin Xun has been willing to play such a role, working hard and never complaining.

Deng Hui really doesn't know what kind of magic potion An Miaoxi, this woman, has given Lin Xun.

"I'm sorry, Brother Hui, I can't tell you the truth yet."

Looking at the parking space he left, Lin Xun's eyes were lonely, and full of helplessness and entanglement, and he could only mutter to himself.

In fact, he and An Miaoxi have no feelings for each other.

The two were in an employment relationship.

Five years ago, An Miaoxi sent Bai Yueguang abroad and she cried like a tearful person.

At that time, Lin Xun's singing on the street deeply moved her.

That day, Lin Xun's clothes happened to be very similar to her Bai Yueguang.

She saw the shadow of Bai Yueguang in Lin Xun.

On the other hand, in order to get rid of the suitors who came to the door every day, she let him, who was singing on the street, act as a boyfriend.

The two signed a 5-year confidentiality contract. In name, they were boyfriend and girlfriend, but at home, Lin Xun was a male nanny, responsible for all the daily life in the family, with a monthly salary of 30,000.

This salary was exaggerated for Lin Xun, who earned 100 yuan a day by singing on the street, and he agreed without thinking.

In other words, Lin Xun was treated as a substitute and servant.

"Brother Hui, I will tell you the truth in a short time."

Lin Xun smiled bitterly.

Yesterday, Lin Xun heard An Miaoxi and her Bai Yueguang talking on the phone.

It seemed that the "real owner" was coming back from abroad.

In this way, Lin Xun, the "substitute", is useless and the contract can be terminated naturally.

But before that, Lin Xun still needs to play his own role well.

Half an hour later, Lin Xun came with two bags ofCai stood at the door of a villa and entered the password skillfully.

As soon as he opened the door, he felt a bright light in front of him.

It's bad!

Lin Xun secretly said in his heart that it was not good, because the signing of the agreement today was nearly an hour late.

An Miaoxi should have come back a long time ago.

It's not a good thing to let the employer wait for an hour with an empty stomach, especially for a cold female president.

Sure enough, when he entered the door, he saw a beautiful figure sitting on the sofa next to the hall.

An Miaoxi crossed her legs elegantly, and her delicate face was even more unworldly and beautiful under the bright light.

Holding an important document in her hand and examining it carefully, her eyes were focused and sharp, and she exuded a cold temperament that was difficult to approach.

She was wearing pink pajamas, and it seemed that she had just washed her hair. There were still a few drops of water on the wet ends of her hair, and there was a faint fragrance of hair in the air.

Lin Xun only glanced at her, then retracted his gaze and spoke with apology.

"I'm sorry, Mr. An, I was delayed by something just now..."

"I'll cook for you now."

It seems that because Bai Yueguang is about to return to China, An Miaoxi is in a good mood and does not blame him.

After nodding, she looked down at the documents in her hand.

"Mr. An, I'll go cook first. You can eat some fruit slices first. I'll put them on the table."

After putting the bag on the table, Lin Xun carried the vegetables into the kitchen.

An Miaoxi put down the documents and walked to the table.

A piece of paper with a red background and a red cross under the fruit slice box attracted her attention.

She could vaguely see the words "Donation Agreement".

Red Cross donation?

He is quite caring.

Hearing the sound of cutting vegetables coming from the kitchen, An Miaoxi curiously pulled out the agreement.

"Body donation!"

Instantly, An Miaoxi widened her beautiful eyes and took a breath of cold air.

Her heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, her thoughts were completely stagnant, and her eyes were filled with extreme astonishment.

It was not until she saw the big words "Lin Xun" written in the donor column that An Miaoxi recovered from her daze.

What happened to him?

Was he sick?

Why did he donate his body?

And why didn't he tell her?

For a moment, countless questions popped up in her mind.