After the beautiful female partner is reborn, the male protagonist is cremated together

Jiang Sheng drove the car so fast that it almost took off. The car was filled with the sticky smell of blood.

He is obviously not a timid person. Even in his youth, it was common for him to beat someone to a bloody head over a piece of steamed bun.

But now, he didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror.

It seemed that if he glanced less, the blood on Ling Quanquan's body would flow slower.

Driving to the entrance of the hospital, after a period of chaos, the lights in the operating room came on.

Jiang Sheng stood motionless at the door, staring at the door of the operating room.

Du Yan walked to him and comforted him in a low voice: "We invited the top surgeon in Yuncheng to perform an operation on Miss Ling Quanquan, and the blood from the blood bank was also transferred..."

Jiang Sheng didn't react at all, and listened to his words quietly. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Did you see the injuries on her body clearly?"

His voice was filled with panic and uncertainty that had never appeared in him before.

Du Yan paused and was about to speak.

Jiang Sheng interrupted him immediately: "No, don't tell me, I don't want to know!"

There was a hint of choking in his voice, "I don't want to know anything, I just want to know that she is safe."

Du Yan opened and closed his mouth, but in the end he was silent.

Mr. Jiang didn't dare to look at the wounds on Ling Quanquan's body, but he could see them clearly.

The wound was deep and bleeding profusely, leaving a long and narrow wound with flesh marks on the fair skin, which looked almost shocking.

"Mr. Jiang, your cell phone."

A subordinate on the side followed up and handed over Jiang Sheng's dropped cell phone.

Jiang Sheng just glanced at him coldly, and the man immediately shrank his neck and stammered: "Ling, Miss Ling Quanquan seems to have sent you a message."

Jiang Sheng was stunned when he heard it, and then quickly took it.

[Jiang Sheng, how many more days will you stay in Yuncheng?Do you want to go back together? 】

She actually contacted herself?

Looking at the time, I was just at the airport.

Her tone was so cautious. Did she want to see him?

Jiang Sheng suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart. What stupid thing had he done?

I don’t know how much time passed while holding my phone. The door of the operating room suddenly opened, and the doctor wearing a surgical hat came out. "Who are the family members of the patient?"

Jiang Sheng walked over quickly, "I am, how is she!"

The doctor was so frightened by his cold and iron-black face that he dared not speak out. He paused and then said: "The bleeding has stopped temporarily. It's just that the wound was too big and the blood loss was too much. He hasn't woken up yet. Let's transfer him to the intensive care unit for observation first. .”

Ling Huanquan was pushed out of the operating room just like this, with intricate tubes inserted into his palm-sized face. He was lying there lifelessly, with no rise or fall in his chest.

Jiang Sheng stood aside silently, clenching his fists.

He hasn't had time to reconcile with her or reply to her message.

He wanted to tell her that not only would he go back with her, but he would also never separate!

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, everything will be fine."

Wan Yan, who had been following him, smiled and comforted her.

Jiang Sheng glanced at her indifferently, his eyes so cold that it could be called terrifying, "Get out."

Wan Yan felt a chill in her chest.

She was extremely sure that she just saw disgust and murderous intent in Jiang Sheng's eyes...

Ling Quanquan felt very tired.

She walked for a long time in a vast white field, and then she arrived at a palace, which was Ling Yue's territory. The proud and beautiful princess stayed with the hero, enjoying the worship of this world.

It turns out that this is the end of the story.

Ling Huanquan wanted to leave, but his body seemed to be restrained by something, and he walked towards the palace uncontrollably.

She struggled, resisted, and cursed, but no one could hear her.

Until she followed Ling Yue's footsteps into a small, dark room. There was a black box on the simple table.

Ling Quanquan seemed to realize something and watched tremblingly as Ling Yue stretched out her hand to touch the urn.

No!Don't touch her urn!

Ling Yue seemed to have heard her words, the corners of her lips curved, and she patted the box with her palm gently.

Before Ling Quanquan could react, the box suddenly fell to the ground.

Then the wind blew from nowhere, and Ling Yue's long hair was blown everywhere, and the powder scattered on the ground was suddenly blown away.

"No!"

Ling Quanquan felt a burst of sadness, as if even the weight of his soul had lightened at this moment.

Ling Yue admired this scene with a smile, and then the scene changed.

Ling Yue gently touched Tong Zhuo's head and said, "Don't be sad. Ling Quanquan's trouble didn't happen because of you. She was today because of her own self-esteem."

Self-contempt?

It turns out that she is so eager to be recognized, respected, and loved, which can be defined as being self-contemptuous.

Tong Zhuo pursed his lips and buried his head in Ling Yue's arms.

The picture rotated, and what appeared in front of her eyes was the dance practice room of Jiangcheng University. Ling Yue used her violin bow to push away Ling's dancing shoes, and raised her lips lightly:

"I know the professor is very optimistic about Ling Quanquan, but she is not strong enough and has betrayed the teacher's trust. This is her fate."

her life?

Ling Quanquan's brain seemed to be hit by something.

Ling Yue actually used such light words to summarize her suffering.

The scene in front of her was distorted. Ling Yue hugged Bai Shuzhi's neck sweetly, her eyebrows were delicate and clear: "Xiao Bai, I know you are dealing with Ling Quanquan because of me, but she is such a dirty person, she has simply stained you. hand."

Ling Quanquan was already numb until Huo Weinan appeared. Ling Yue lowered her head in front of him and said aggrievedly: "Brother Huo, you have always cared about Ling Quanquan. Am I not as good as her?"

She saw Huo Weinan say indifferently: "Even if she dies, I won't look at her again."

Ling Quanquan smiled mockingly.

She already knew all this.

She was Ling Yue's stepping stone. Her suffering and her fate were all tricks played by Ling Yue. Her pain and despair were not worth mentioning in the eyes of these people.

Then why did God let her watch these scenes of bad habits over and over again, just to make her applaud Ling Yue's pride?

She has nothing left.

Jiang Sheng's cold and indifferent eyebrows appeared in front of his eyes. He walked past Ling Huanquan, and Wan Yan beside him was stroking her hair softly.

Ling Huanquan closed his eyes and slowly fell backwards in the endless void.

She was too tired in this new life. What she loved could never be kept and always disappeared.