President's husband

The person on the bed seemed to move a bit, but it seemed that he didn't move at all.

Finally, Luo Yiwei stopped talking, just ate the food silently, and then cleaned it up.

Most of the rest of the time, stay in the room.

Luo Ronghua, who was guarding the bed, lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gu Junxiu waited in the hospital all afternoon, but Gu Dacheng hadn't woken up yet.

His whole body was on the verge of erupting, like a powder keg that would not ignite spontaneously.

The people around are always ready to dedicate themselves to this, even the dean is no exception.

"When will he wake up? Or is he like a living dead?" He couldn't bear it anymore, Gu Junxiu held back the anger in his heart and asked.

"Should be waking up soon, but I don't know if there are any sequelae!" The dean thought for a while and gave a more reasonable answer.

"Sequelae?"

Gu Junxiu repeated it, the scene in front of him was a little dazed, hehe, he hoped that he would have some sequelae.

"This is also unclear. For example, some people will lose their memory..."

He cited a few examples. As the voice of his voice deepened, the expression on Gu Junxiu's face became extremely ugly!

There were footsteps coming from behind, and they all turned their heads to look at the person behind them.

Gu Junxiu suddenly took a few steps, grabbed the man by the collar, and pushed him against the wall.

"Why did you go before? Are you here now?"

Seeing the unshaven beard on Gu Yunhao's face, the whole person was extremely embarrassed. The anger in Gu Junxiu's heart was blazing towards Gu Yunhao, not only for himself, but also for the people around him.

"Hehe, isn't it that I have such a decathlon big brother? Do you want me to be useful?"

He put his eyes on the dean not far away, and his eyes flashed.

"Should it be this ward?"

He wobbled towards this side, with a hangover smell on his body, making people sick.

Gu Junxiu was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched, it seemed that he had been like this since he took away Yan Ranran.

"Could it be, do you want to live like this forever?" Gu Junxiu said behind him.

This floor of the hospital has been emptied by him, and he will not worry at all that his words will be spread.

As for the dean standing next to him, he has already ignored him, so there is no need for him to be nervous.

"Isn't that bad?"

The property under Yan Ranran's name has already been secretly transferred to his name, and it is precisely because of this that he has a reason to live a life of drunken dreams.

"You know better than anyone else how much your mother has paid for you!" Gu Junxiu's voice was deep, sharp, and harsh.

Gu Yunhao turned his head in surprise, then laughed wildly——

"Shouldn't you hate her more? Oh, by the way, you won't tell me that you have a big heart, and then you can forgive her?"

There was sarcasm and ridicule in his eyes, and he looked like epilepsy, which made people shudder.

"But can you deny that she is a good mother to you?" Gu Junxiu lowered his head, his eyes hidden in the shadows.

Gu Yunhao's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help asking, "What do you want to say?"

Gu Junxiu took two steps forward, and answered irrelevant questions.

"Luo Ronghua is dead!"

These five words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, or a thunderbolt from the clear sky outside the daytime, which made Gu Yunhao feel a little dazed and unbelievable.

"What did you say?" He raised his voice, thinking he was still in a dream.

"You heard me right! Luo Ronghua died first, and then something like this happened to him, what do you think?" Gu Junxiu took another two steps forward, pointing at Gu Dacheng who was lying on the bed, with complicated eyes in front of him On this own younger brother.

"I know!" Gu Yunhao's heavy eyes looked through the window at Gu Dacheng who could no longer recognize the real person inside.

The teeth collided, and he bit hard, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he poked at Gu Junxiu's body.

"I'll take care of this matter!" He strode out with vigorous strides, not at all like the lifeless and powerless him just now.

"What can be done, I have done it!"

Gu Junxiu looked at Gu Dacheng in the ward, and curled his lips.

"I'm going in!"

Although this is a sterile room, it is still very casual to go in personally, especially if you are the major shareholder of the hospital, how dare the dean neglect it?

"This way please!"

Gu Junxiu looked at the people on the hospital bed, sat down on the chair next to him, and observed it leisurely, then waved to the dean, asking him to go out first.

He wants to stay alone with Gu Dacheng for a while.

In the room, there is only the sound of the machine not turning, and even the sound of people's breathing seems to be heard.

"Yan Ranran is crazy!"

he said in a low voice.

"My mother died too!"

"But you're still lying here!"

He took another look at Gu Dacheng who was not moving at all, his voice was cold and without warmth.

"Originally, you, the culprit, should have paid the price!"

The eyeballs of the person on the bed moved slightly, and Gu Junxiu said persistently, "It's only because of you that so many people's tragedies have been caused! Tell me, should you die?"

The last few words, threatening and powerful, swept towards Gu Dacheng, and the people on the hospital bed trembled violently.

He clenched his hands tightly, but he still didn't wake up.

Although the eyeballs kept shaking.

"You still have a son! If you can really let go, go to hell!" After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave without any emotion, but when he moved his feet, he heard a soft voice behind him.

"Jun...Xiu..."

He turned around and his eyes fell on the man without any emotion.

"don't want!"

Gu Dacheng shook his hand, but saw Gu Junxiu sneered, turned and left, the icy expression on his face was shocking.

Gu Dacheng lay on the bed, thinking about the things Gu Junxiu said just now, he twitched there, tears kept sliding down his cheeks, and disappeared into his temples.

His whole body seemed to be ten years old immediately. Although his hair would not turn gray overnight, that kind of oldness could be discerned with the naked eye.

When Gu Junxiu drove to Liang Yirou's place, it was already getting dark.

"Yiwei, are you okay? I brought you some food, come have some first?" Gu Junxiu saw Luo Yiwei who came to open the door, looked him up and down for a while, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Luo Yiwei raised her lips and smiled faintly, with alienation and separation.

"No need, I just ate!"

She shook her head, and the wind curtain rolled up. In this night, there was a lot of sadness and sadness.

Gu Junxiu's footsteps stopped there, the wind blew over his hair, and the slightly long hair kept shaking.

The two of them were relatively speechless, as if they couldn't even see the wind, the wind was getting stronger, and the bright moonlight was blocked by dark clouds.

The whole land is really dark, except for the flickering lights of thousands of families on the ground.

The temperature is humid and dull, like an illusion that the world is about to overturn.

"I want something from someone..."

Gu Junxiu was silent for a while, and found another topic, "It's not good for you to bring Dad here. The so-called people have to go to the ground to rest in peace. Don't you want him to feel uneasy after he leaves?"

Luo Yiwei interrupted him ungratefully.

However, Gu Junxiu's expression changed, he put his hands on Luo Yiwei's shoulders, and said solemnly, "Yiwei, he has passed away!"

Luo Yiwei's icy eyes were on him, only a gust of wind was blowing, and the long string of wind chimes hanging outside the door swayed gently with the rhythm of the wind, and the crisp sound was like a beautiful scenery. A gentle note was added between the two.

At night, the hustle and bustle of the day faded away, and it became silent, just like the way the two of them got along.

"Let me go in and sit for a while, okay?" Gu Junxiu took a step back, looked into the room, and was extremely concerned about the situation inside.

Luo Yiwei moved away silently and let Gu Junxiu in. His eyes were lowered, as if he glanced at his back inadvertently.

Compared with him who was in high spirits before, they seemed to be two completely different people. While being stunned, it was a little funny. The two people who talked about everything before seemed to suddenly not know how to get along with each other.

Looking at each other, it was Gu Junxiu who spoke first.

"You, what are your plans next?"

Luo Yiwei lowered her head and smiled lightly, her thick hair spread out behind her, and many of them hung obliquely over her ears.

"Intend?"

She read these two words softly, her lips parted slightly, with endless melancholy in her heart.

"leave!"

Leaving this place of right and wrong, what is she still hoping for?

It's not that she doesn't know that Luo Ronghua is not dead, it's just that she can't accept it.

Gu Junxiu paused in his heart, clenched his fingers tightly, pursed his mouth slightly, and there was a little displeasure and a touch of disappointment in his eyes.

"why?"

Why are you leaving?Isn't it good here?

Luo Yiwei gave him a sideways look in amusement, the corners of her mouth raised, and she couldn't hide her irony anymore.

"If it were you, would you?"

She shook her head, her voice was elegant, and she slowly swayed around the room, and the breeze blew and dissipated in the air.

Gu Junxiu remained silent, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, showing no trace of arrogance. After all, it was directly caused by him.

He stood there, looking at Luo Yiwei's desperate back, he could only choke on the words in his heart, so he put down the things he bought for her, and said in a rough voice, "I still have grandma at home, I don't worry, Go back first!"

Luo Yiwei didn't say anything, and didn't even turn her head. Gu Junxiu looked at her, his eyes gradually dimmed, and then he turned and left.

But after leaving the room, Gu Junxiu's heart tightened suddenly. Although he loved Luo Yiwei, he also hoped that for some things, it would be best for Luo Ronghua to bring him into the coffin!

Luo Yiwei didn't know what Gu Junxiu was thinking at this time, she was still focusing on taking care of her father with his eyes closed tightly on the bed, muttering to himself.

"Dad, do you remember? You took care of me like this when I was sick! Day and night..."

Luo Yiwei searched for those clear memories in her mind, and said with a smile, her low voice seemed to be intoxicated by the whole world.

The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, and raindrops are gradually falling, bit by bit, suddenly and slowly, slapping on the leaves outside, making crackling sounds, like rhythmic percussion hands, constantly beating Keyboard, the sound is crisp and pleasant.