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After Cong Yufan called Mo Sheng, after Mo Sheng answered her words, Cong Yufan didn't say anything again.

Day to night.

The whole day, ever since Cong Yufan woke up, he hadn't closed his eyes again.

She didn't cry, and she didn't say anything more. Even if the doctors and nurses came to treat her, she was like a puppet and let the doctors and nurses play with her.

Cong Yufan like this made Mo Sheng who was sitting beside him feel distressed.

Even though he knew that at this time, he should give Cong Yufan time, let her accept this fact well, and let her be quiet for a while.

However, seeing her in such a devastated state with his own eyes, watching her every move from day to night with his own eyes, his heart really seemed to be suffering, very uncomfortable.

Until the sky was already dark, Mo Sheng finally couldn't bear her sadness anymore. He reached out his hand and straightened Cong Yufan's body. He held her arm tightly with both hands, and frowned seriously,

"Yufan, if you blame me, you can hit me and scold me, but... please don't ignore me, and don't torture your body like this. Your body has just recovered, and you need to rest, you know?"

Cong Yufan's face was pale, her eyes were empty and powerless, after hearing what Mo Sheng said, she raised her haggard eyes, looked at Mo Sheng and said,

"Mo Sheng, I..."

Her lips trembled, and her face became uncomfortable. As soon as she opened her mouth to say a few words, her voice couldn't help being hoarse and choked. She raised her hand and clutched the hospital gown on her chest, frowning and trying to hold back,

"I don't blame you, and I won't cry. I know you don't want me to cry, and Jian Yihan doesn't want me to cry. You don't want to make me suffer...but...but here, here, it really hurts, It hurts... Mo Sheng, do you understand?"

Cong Yufan bit her trembling lips slightly, she tried hard to endure the soreness welling up from the bottom of her heart to her eyes, and tried her best not to cry.

Seeing that Cong Yufan endured so much pain and pain, Mo Sheng couldn't help but raised his hand to caress her cheek, and hugged her distressedly, "If you want to cry, just cry."

The calmer she was, the more frightened he was.

All of a sudden, he would rather Cong Yufan have a good cry than her being so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he couldn't help himself, so heartbreaking to watch.

Cong Yufan, who was lying in Mo Sheng's arms, tried hard to hold back her tears. She shook her head, not wanting to cry. She couldn't cry. Does crying mean...Jian Yihan really left?

No, no, she can't take it.

"No, Mo Sheng, as long as I don't cry, I will feel that Jian Yihan is still by my side, how can I cry?"

Cong Yufan bit her lip hard, trying to suppress the pain in her heart with the pain of her lip, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

In her mind, she was still thinking back to the time when Jian Yihan and her met for the last time, on the top of the Pearl Paradise, they had made an appointment, and they had made an appointment to meet again and contact again.

Cong Yufan's words left Mo Sheng speechless.

At the beginning, I thought she would be uncomfortable, but I didn't expect it to make her so painful.

Her hand tightly clenched his arm, the grip on her hand seemed to be enduring the pain in her heart, the tighter she gripped, the more distressed Mo Sheng felt.

Before he knew it, Cong Yufan lay in Mo Sheng's arms and fell asleep again.

Only in Mo Sheng's arms can she lie down with such peace of mind.

The next day, when Cong Yufan woke up, he found that he was still lying in Mo Sheng's arms. He hadn't slept, so when he opened his eyes, he saw his haggard eyes.

But in two days, his beard stubble was born.

"Yufan."

Mo Sheng raised his hand to rub her hair, and said softly.

Seeing Mo Sheng's appearance, she suddenly felt guilty. Everyone was giving for her, but she always tortured the person she loved the most. Why is she so stupid?

"Mo Sheng, take me to meet Jian Yihan, okay?"

After an unknown amount of time, Cong Yufan, who was looking out the window with absent-minded eyes, suddenly spoke.

She withdrew her gaze from the window, and looked lightly at Mo Sheng who was sitting by her side.

"You really want to go?"

Mo Sheng frowned, his face was a little cold.

Cong Yufan nodded vigorously, took a deep breath and insisted, "Yes."

After the conversation, the atmosphere in the entire ward seemed to be much quieter.

Mo Sheng's eyes froze slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, he said softly, "Okay."

After that, Mo Sheng handled the discharge procedures for Cong Yufan, and drove Cong Yufan to the cemetery early in the morning.

That is Jian Yihan's cemetery.

When the car stopped, when the sun was shining warmly on a large cemetery, Cong Yufan stood outside the cemetery and watched quietly for a long time.

She stared at the person who was worshiping in the distance, and her steps stopped suddenly.

I don't know why, she was so decisive before she came here, but after she really came here, she felt a little timid and scared in her heart.

In the end, she still didn't want to face it.

Her breathing was a little uncomfortable, and she took a deep breath, which seemed to make her feel better.

"I'll accompany you in."

Outside the gate of the mausoleum, Mo Sheng got out of the car, reached out and put his arms around her shoulders, Mo Sheng's words brought Cong Yufan back to his senses, she looked sideways at Mo Sheng, shook her head firmly, "No, Mo Sheng, I go by my own."

Mo Sheng nodded slightly when he heard her words.

Letting go of Mo Sheng's hand, Cong Yufan took another deep breath before walking inside.

Not far away, a figure stood there, and she was worshiping a certain tombstone.

The closer he got, the more Cong Yufan could see the figure clearly.

It was a girl who looked very young, but at the age of 20, she was still standing beside her——mother.

Cong Yufan looked at Lin Ci in astonishment, and couldn't help shouting, "Mom..."

Suddenly hearing a shout from his side, Lin Ci, who was still worshiping, stopped his movements and looked sideways at Cong Yufan.

After seeing Cong Yufan coming, Lin Ci's expression froze.

"Yu... Yufan."

Lin Ci was surprised to see Cong Yufan standing beside him, and almost thought he was wrong.

After a few seconds of delay, she stepped forward excitedly, stretched out her hand and looked Cong Yufan up and down, and said,

"Son, are you okay? Mom is really worried about you."

She had heard about Cong Yufan's accident. She didn't know that Cong Yufan had eye problems, but she finally found out from Ahan's donation agreement that the cornea was donated to Yufan.

Before Ah Han left, he told them not to tell Yufan, so even though he was worried about Yufan, Lin Ci didn't dare to go to her.

However, now that Cong Yufan can suddenly appear, Lin Ci is naturally happy and excited.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me back then, and didn't stop Jian Yihan from donating eye masks to me?"

Compared to Lin Ci's excitement and joy, Cong Yufan's face was full of deep sadness. She didn't blame Lin Ci, more, she blamed herself here, why she couldn't stop all this from happening.

If she had known about this earlier, she would have stopped Jian Yihan's decision.