After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Downstairs from the hospital, there is a black Maybach parked on the road across the street.

The driver's window is lowered by two-thirds.

A big hand with distinct joints was casually placed outside the car window with a cigarette in it.

Between those cold white slender fingers, a hint of scarlet was particularly dazzling.

The wind blows half, he smokes half.

The scarlet fireworks were extinguishing in the wind, just like his emotions were aroused and suppressed by reason, and so on...

The man's gloomy face was hidden in the white smoke. The fog blocked the sharpness of his eyes, leaving only loneliness.

He took out the last stick of agarwood, inserted it into the cigarette, and lit it.

This light agarwood fragrance is really similar to Qiao Yu.

It seems like there is nothing, but it makes people addicted immediately.

I can’t tell you what’s good about it, but I just can’t forget it.

But this is the last one, a gift from Qiao Yu. He will not use agarwood sticks again in the future.

Anyone who is addicted can quit it, it’s not difficult.

Smoke is like this, agarwood sticks are like this, Qiao Yu is like this too.

The cigarette between my fingers is about to burn out.

When it's cold, use your fingertips to wipe out the scarlet.

The pain of the skin being burned is heartbreaking and bone-gnawing.

Cigarette butts were thrown out of the window.

He stayed opposite the hospital for another half hour.

Before starting the car, he glanced at the hospital entrance.

But he laughed to himself again.

It was he who decided to let Qiao Yu go free, but now, how could he expect Qiao Yu to chase him out?

He has always known that he has always been very unlucky in relationships and should not have that kind of luck.

……

A slender figure wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown ran out of the hospital lobby.

At the same time, the black Maybach across the road started its engine and drove into the night.

She wanted to catch up and ask for details.

She even wanted to be more shameless and asked him, if she was confused for a moment, could he give her a chance to make amends?

But this shameless thought was only fleeting and just a thought.

She couldn't ask.

The wound on her left chest had split open due to all the hard work, and the pain caused cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

The hospital gown was stained with blood.

Qiao Yu turned around and wanted to go back to the ward, but her vision went dark and she fainted at the door of the hospital.

……

When I woke up again, it was already morning.

The doctor scolded: "You really don't want your life. After suffering such a serious injury, you dared to pull out the infusion tube and run out alone. Your wound was torn and almost infected and suppurated! If you hadn't fainted at the door of our hospital, you would have This life is hard to say!”

Qiao Yu pulled her lips and laughed at herself: "It's just because I was in front of the hospital that I dared to faint."

"You are still in the mood to joke! Qiao Yu, do you know what disease you have?"

"Sick? Didn't I suffer from trauma?"

The doctor looked serious. He flipped through several films and said, "Your body examination report came out this morning. Judging from your lung CT, the possibility of lung cancer cannot be ruled out."

Qiao Yu's mind went blank for a moment, "Lung cancer?"

"Do you often have fevers or colds? Or do you have some irregular chest pains?"

Qiao Yu thought about it carefully, and his face turned pale for a moment.

She had all the symptoms mentioned by the doctor, but at the time she only thought they were caused by excessive fatigue.

Is the chest pain last night due to lung cancer?

The doctor looked at her and comforted her: "You are still young and need active treatment. This afternoon, I will arrange a joint consultation with the respiratory department and thoracic surgery department to confirm your condition."

Qiao Yu sat back on the hospital bed, her eyes dull for a while.

She seemed to be trying to digest the bad news.

But obviously, it is difficult to digest.

"Get some rest and don't think too much."

Until the doctor was about to leave, she suddenly asked: "Doctor, how long can I... live?"

The doctor was startled, "It's hard to say now, and you don't have to be too mentally burdened. Let's wait until after the joint consultation in the afternoon. Maybe it's not serious?"

The doctor is gone.

Her cell phone rang, and the caller ID was Nan Chu.

She took a while to calm down and answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Yuyu, how are you? Why are you so stupid! Why did you block the knife for Bo Hanshi when he treated you like that! His life is life, isn't your life not life?"

Nan Chu was on the phone, anxious.

Qiao Yu comforted her calmly: "Didn't I answer your call just fine? I'm fine. Except for a little pain, everything else is fine."

"You still know it hurts? How dare you rush forward? I'm really impressed by you!"

"I don't know where I got the courage at that time. Thinking about it now, I regret it haha. If you give me another chance, I will never rush forward."

Her tone seemed very brisk, and she sounded like she was in a good mood.

But Nanchu understood her, and complained heartbrokenly: "You said that, but you don't know how honest your body is. If you are given another chance, you will still rush in front of Bao Hanshi! I don't know you yet? Where is Bao Hanshi?" , did he watch over you and take care of you?"

"He has returned to the imperial capital."

Nan Chu's mentality exploded, "What! You blocked the knife for him! To be honest, you are his savior now! How could he leave you and run away?"

"He found a caregiver for me. It's the same thing. Besides, the caregiver is better at taking care of people than he is, right?"

"I'm so... so angry! You owe him, but you've almost paid it off now! Yuyu, don't always be so humble in front of him, okay? If you don't love him, who is he?"

Qiao Yu didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

She asked: "Where is Xiangsi? I'm not in the imperial capital these days. Is she good or not?"

"Xiangsi is good, you don't have to worry. I live in my own small apartment these days. I will pick her up as soon as she gets out of school. I don't know how cool our life is."

"I'm really troubling you, making you unable to return to Lanting Villa."

"What are you talking about? What's the trouble? What's the relationship between us? Besides, even if it wasn't because of lovesickness, I would often run away from home and live in my own house. Lu Zhilu and I... It's not that you don't know, we each have our own thing. I don’t want to go back to Lanting Villa, can it be considered my home?”

Qiao Yu sighed, "Chuchu, from now on, don't be so willful, and stay on good terms with Lawyer Lu."

"What's wrong with you? Say this properly, as if you were giving your last words... No, you won't be seriously injured, right? I'll bring Xiangsi to Haishi to find you now!"

"No, I still have the strength to call you. What can happen? Don't bother me. I'll feel better in a few days and be discharged from the hospital."

"The knife has been inserted into your chest. This is a major trauma! Don't rush back just because you can't let go of lovesickness. You have to stay in the hospital for a while and take good care of yourself. Do you understand?"

Qiao Yu responded, "Yes, I understand. Is Xiangsi next to you? I want to talk to her."

Soon, Xiangsi was called over to answer the phone.

"Mom, when will you come back? I miss you so much."

Qiao Yu smiled softly, "I'll be back in a few days. Mom... I miss you so much."

Hearing Xiao Xiangsi's voice, Qiao Yu suddenly couldn't bear the emotion after enduring it for so long.

She tried her best to restrain herself and sniffed.

Mother and daughter connect heart.

Xiangsi still heard it: "Mom, are you crying?"

Qiao Yu did not deny it, "Yes, I was on a business trip alone and couldn't see Xiangsi for several days. Mom was a little sad."

"Mom, don't cry. I'll ask my godmother to take me to you."

"No, Xiangsi, you go to school well, you will be in the first grade soon, and you are a young adult. From now on, you can't skip classes casually, you know?"

Xiangsi Nunu's mouth was a little disappointed: "Mom, please come back quickly. I want to eat the potato ribs you made. Godmother's cooking tastes terrible!"

Listening to Xiangsi's complaints, Nanchu laughed angrily.

"Hey! Kid! Who are you saying the cooking tastes bad? You are a slanderer! Doesn't my cooking taste good? The noodles last night didn't taste good?"

Little Xiangsi rolled her eyes, "Godmother, besides making delicious instant noodles, what else can you do?"

"Hey, hey, hey! I can also order takeout! Isn't the children's meal I ordered for you delicious?"

Qiao Yu was on the phone, listening to the two of them talking witty words, laughing and crying.