Mr. Li, my wife kneels down and begs to be kicked out.

Finally, when the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the earth, the head leaning on the shoulder finally fell down feebly.

Li Nuanyang's heart was suddenly startled, and his singing suddenly stopped for a moment.

But for a moment, it seemed as if nothing had happened. He still held Luo Yuxi's hand tightly and continued to hum the song that only belonged to the two of them.

Until the last ray of sunset on the horizon disappeared from everyone's sight, and only the lonely back was left in the gray world, with a few trembling songs, and finally stopped.

Li Nuanyang slowly turned around, just as before, just looking at the girl next to him as if nothing had happened.

He said, "Xiaoxi, it's getting dark, we should go inside."

As he spoke, he helped her pull the blanket covering her body again, but this time, no one nodded in response.

His heart suddenly twitched, and the man looked at his lover who had left, who was quietly leaning on his chest with his eyes closed. He could no longer stop crying.

"Xiaoxi, I love you."

There was a choking sound in his throat, and the corners of the man's mouth kept twitching, and finally he kissed the woman's forehead gently.

Heartbreaking pain came from the bottom of my heart, and as the cold winter wind hit me head-on, the temperature in my hand gradually turned cold.

The man stood up slowly, held the woman in his hands, and walked towards the ward step by step.

Memories rolled through his thoughts like a movie, making tears fall silently from the corners of his eyes.

He bit his lip tightly, remembering what he promised, Luo Yuxi, don't be sad sometimes.

Therefore, even though he was in great pain, he tried hard to restrain himself, endure it, and maintain his indifference and calmness.

"Xiaoxi, if you're tired, take a rest..."

"Xiaoxi, it's cold outside. I'll take you back to your room."

"Xiaoxi, it's time for us to have dinner."

……

Li Nuanyang hugged Luo Yuxi all the way, murmuring to himself, and continued walking forward as if no one was around, quietly feeling a little sadder.

He actually knew that the girl he loved had left, and he could no longer hold her hand and watch the sunset together.

But he couldn't cry or make a fuss, so he could only vent his emotions in this way.

Su Xiaoxiao and Li Hanchuan followed closely, not daring to disturb him, but seeing Li Nuanyang's confused look, they felt heartbroken.

"He's fine."

Li Hanchuan pulled Su Xiaoxiao, who was about to step forward to comfort Li Nuanyang, and shook his head at her. As a man, he knows what he needs most.

Su Xiaoxiao had to slow down obediently and followed Li Nuanyang back to the ward.

Li Nuanyang carried Luo Yuxi to the bed, covered her with a quilt as if she was asleep, and carefully arranged her makeup.

After falling ill, Luo Yuxi was already very skinny, and her handsome appearance when she was in school was completely lost.

But that unique and elegant temperament, even at this moment, has not been reduced by half.

After Li Nuanyang worked for a while, he sat down by the bed.

He held her hand, put it against his face, and said very calmly: "When Xiaoxi betrayed me, she just wanted to leave alone and leave all the regrets to herself. But...what can I do? Aren’t you sorry? I always knew it was too late..."

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of how she had begged Li Nuanyang to call Luo Yuxi to beg for reconciliation.

If he had been braver at that time, maybe things would have been different, right?

But Luo Yuxi's departure was destined. She didn't know how to avoid regrets when her lover was destined to leave.

Perhaps, when life ends, no matter how you do it or what you do, there will always be regrets.

She sniffed hard, letting go of the sadness in her heart, and said comfortingly, "With you accompanying me in my senior sister's final days, I believe she will have no regrets."

If so, it's probably because he regrets that his life is too short and he didn't accompany his lover through this long life, right?

Thinking of this, her hand subconsciously held Li Hanchuan's hand, as if she was afraid that such a tragedy would happen to them.

Li Nuanyang closed his eyes gently and let tears roll down his cheeks.

Pity? How could he not regret it? But now, Luo Yuxi has left all her regrets to him.

Suddenly, two craftsmen came in carrying a huge cardboard box and said to Li Nuanyang in English, "Sir, this is your photo, please sign for it."

In doubt, Li Nuanyang stood up and tore off all the wrapping paper boxes, and a huge wedding photo appeared in front of them.

The man's hands trembled slightly, his eyes fell on the woman's smiling face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch again.

He hurriedly wiped away his tears, and with Li Hanchuan's help, he carried the photo frame to the bed, facing Luo Yuxi.

"Xiaoxi, this is our wedding photo, have you seen it?"

Unfortunately, the woman lying on the bed could no longer give any response.

The man put down the photo tremblingly, took out the ring he had prepared early in the morning from his trouser pocket, and awkwardly put it on Luo Yuxi's ring finger.

His voice was choked with sobs, and he tried his best to use correct Chinese words, solemnly and solemnly, "Classmate Luo Yuxi, will you marry me?"

Tears fell silently again, thinking that every time he wanted to put this ring on Luo Yuxi's hand during his lifetime, her expression of joy, then full of sadness and loneliness always made it difficult for him to let go.

She always said, "Nuanyang, your life is still long, and you will meet a girl who makes your heart beat. Since I can't accompany you, I shouldn't continue to occupy someone else's place in your heart."

However, she didn't know that in Li Nuanyang's heart, she had long been irreplaceable.

Maybe there will be someone in the future who will make her heart flutter, but he will never be as unforgettable as he is to Luo Yuxi.

He put another matching ring on his ring finger, suddenly smiled and said, "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence. From now on, you will be my wife, Li Nuanyang."

This time, he couldn't help crying anymore, it was so painful and heartbreaking.

The corners of his mouth trembled, and he finally couldn't help crying to death, but he murmured, "Xiaoxi, I'm sorry, I can't be as magnanimous as I promised you. I can't let you go..."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the picture of the woman who was pale and skinny, but still smiling and full of happiness, and her heart twitched violently.

He raised his hand and gently touched the wedding dress in the photo, so sacred and noble.

Perhaps, from the moment she agreed to take wedding photos, she also longed to be Li Nuanyang's wife, right?

She turned to look at the sleeping woman, and then poured two cups of tea from the cabinet beside her, one for herself and one to Li Hanchuan.

When Li Hanchuan was a little confused, she pulled the man to Luo Yuxi and said, "Senior sister, Hanchuan and I regard this cup of tea as yours. From now on, you belong to the Li family. "

After saying that, she drank the tea in her hand. Li Hanchuan didn't refuse and drank without hesitation.

Su Xiaoxiao thought that if there was an afterlife, Luo Yuxi must live a long life, and she and Li Nuanyang must meet again to make up for the regret of not being able to grow old together in this life...