Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Pei Meiwu raised her eyes, and looked at him with bright eyes, "How could you remember to send me a rose?"

Murong Jiancheng looked at her, so a free and easy woman, now holding his rose in her hand, rejoicing like a little girl.

"The first time you collect roses?" He asked, slightly surprised. "No one has sent you before?"

Bei Yiwu whispered happily, "Yes, a lot of men gave me roses, but I lost them in the trash. I just want to wait ... you send me ~"

She wanted the roses he sent.

Murong's eyes slowly covered with a layer of mist. He asked himself never to be ashamed of anyone in his life, but he owed her.

Sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Pei Wu danced her eyes, sniffed the roses in her hands, the flowers that were flamboyant and dripping, just blooming, exuding a scent of fragrance.

They say that the flower language of roses is --- I love you.

Pei Wuwu didn't look up, but just whispered, "Murong is built and you send me flowers. Did you forget what you wanted to say to me?"

She reminded.

Murong Cheng evoked thin lips, "No."

He had nothing to say to her.

Pei Wu looked up quickly, a soft complexion brushed down, and she threw the rose in his hand vigorously to him, "I don't want the rose, I'll give it back to you!"

She turned and left.

Murong Jiancheng stretched out her palm, clasped her arm and pulled her into her arms.

"Murong was built, let me go, and people wouldn't say anything secretly, I'm angry, the kind of coax!"

Pei Wu Wu hit him hard with a hammer and hummed angrily twice.

Pei Wuwu didn't know, but everyone at the scene saw it. Just now Murong Cheng pounced on it. Yuan Ming's dart hit his chest.

Large pieces of blood poured out and stained Murong's shirt.

After supporting for so long, when Murong Wu struggled, Murong Cheng's tall and erect body shook slightly.

Murong Cheng tightened his arms and held Pei Wu in her arms. "Don't move, I'll talk to you."

"I have nothing to say, I don't want to listen." Pei Wuwu looked up.

Murong Cheng quickly reached out his palm, held her head, and pressed her into his arms. He was pale now, and he didn't want her to see him like that.

"Wu Wu, I don't know until now that you mind Dongfang Wanqing's existence. I blame me for not telling you before that I don't like her anymore. After meeting you, I don't like it."

"I used to have a marriage contract with Dongfang Wanqing. I didn't have any other thoughts. I thought of her as my wife. Later, she fell into Yuan Ming's arms. I was sad and depressed for a while, and I thought it was like.

"But you came and suddenly appeared in my life, unknowingly, my eyes are all you, where you are, my eyes will follow, and then you leave me, that day I chased you day and night, and watched your figure disappear into the yellow sand with my own eyes, and I felt ... the pain of the coronal erosion. "

"No woman has ever made me feel so painful or painful. When Dongfang Wanqing betrayed me, I only felt sad, so I understood, I dance, I am in love with you."

Peiwu was shocked. What did he say?

He said ... he loves her?

Pei Wu quickly reached out her hand and hugged him strongly, her eyes became red, why not say it earlier?

If he had said it earlier, she would not have left.

Then she and his ending will be different.

Twenty-six years without this separation, she and him have the most beautiful Shaohua.

"Dance dance," Murong Cheng lowered her eyes and kissed her hair. "It wasn't you who forced you to marry me. If I didn't nod, you wouldn't be able to marry."

"Xianhuang didn't agree with me marrying you, and I had an argument with him. I told Xianhuang twenty-six years ago, in this life, I will not marry you, but you will not."

"If you love listening, I will say a hundred or one thousand words to you every day ... I love you ..."

Bei Wu danced with tears in her eyes, she really did not expect that this hard work when the wood confessed, made her cry.

The old wife and wife, she has not blame him all these years.

"Husband, then you must not lie to you, every day you will tell me you love me."

"Yep."

Bei Yiwu hugs him happily, at this moment her hand touches his back and touches the wetness of one hand.

what happened to him?

Pei Wu danced stiffly and raised her eyes slowly.

She saw Murong Cheng, his handsome face was pale, and his face was all sweaty.

Her tender pupil shrank, a little embarrassed, and looked sideways. There were people around, and everyone was watching her.

She saw tears in many eyes and was crying.

Peiwu dance puzzled, what are they doing?

Lu Yeming was there, Jun Xiqing was there, Jun Xiqing looked at her, took two steps forward, and choked her, "Aunt ..."

Pei Wu was frightened and took a few steps back.

At this time, Murong Cheng in front of him shook twice, and his tall and straight body fell suddenly.

Bei Yiwu's hands and feet were cold. She didn't know what happened. She stared at Murong Cheng on the ground.

Murong Jiancheng is also watching her, her eyes are admiring and nostalgic.

The happiest time of his life was the three months of his wedding. In the cold Miyagi, she suddenly gave him a warm home.

It is the most proud thing that he can do in this life to make a generation of bewitching beiwu dance to fall in love with him.

All the memories of Murong Cheng are back to twenty-six years ago. She danced in the palms of Gillian's room. He and Yuan Ming were both guests. Her bustling dancing posture appeared in his dreams for many years after that?

Murong Cheng slowly closed his eyes.

...

In the hospital.

The red light in the operating room lit up, and Sikong Shenyi rushed over again to operate for Murong.

Jun Xiqing sat on the icy bench in the corridor, and reached out to hug the Pei Wu dance around her.

Pei Wu was all cold.

"Auntie, for your uncle, you must hold on."

Bei Yiwu held Jun Xiqing's hand. "Qing Qing, don't comfort me. I and Jiancheng have been together for so many years. Now that he is inside, he hasn't given up. How could I have fallen?"

Jun Xiqing suddenly got wet in her eyes, she nodded forcefully, "Well."

The operation was performed for several hours. At night, Murong Jian was pushed out, and Si Kongzhen looked dignified. "The patient's surgery has been successful, but now he is in a coma and has not passed the dangerous period. Moreover, the patient's late myocardial infarction To make matters worse, it is not very optimistic. "

Si Kongzhen is not optimistic, that is really optimistic.

Pei Wu's legs were soft and murmured, "My heart attack ... late?"

Si Kongbi nodded, "Yes, didn't the patient tell you?"

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