The white moonlight gl

Mo Rantong, who has been following developments online.

She just felt that the sky and the earth were turned upside down before her eyes.

What does it mean that the body is completely destroyed by the poison, the organs of the internal organs often go on strike, and there is a danger of losing life anytime, anywhere?

She knew all these words individually, but how could they be so unfamiliar to her together?

"God, Sister Tongtong, no wonder Miss Feng always has a sick face, only her lips are blood-colored. It turns out that her stepmother poisoned her."

Mo Rantong couldn't hear Xiaohe's twittering and screaming. She hunched over, and scenes from the past began to flash quickly in her mind.

She knew that her lover was in poor health, but she didn't expect it to be this bad.

She should have noticed it a long time ago? !

The cold body temperature that is not like ordinary people, the suits and leather shoes that you wear all the time will not sweat, and the inexplicable contract. But never once, never once did she notice it? !

Even if she is a little bit confused every time, her lover will quickly change the subject. Is she too stupid, or is her lover pretending too well? !

Reminds me of the recent past.

Mo Rantong suddenly had a terrible idea.

"Sister Tongtong, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, Sister Tongtong?!"

Seeing that Mo Rantong was clutching his abdomen and was about to fall from the sofa to the ground, Xiaohe hurried over and knelt down on one knee, trying to help Mo Rantong up.

"No, I'm fine."

Mo Rantong stopped Xiaohe's movements with a sound, and Mo Rantong's voice was hoarse, like a leaky bellows: "Xiaohe, go and pour me a glass of water."

Xiaohe: "..."

No matter how innocent Xiao He was, she knew that Sister Tongtong must be very sad at this time. She wiped the corners of her eyes that were crying suddenly, and said hello muffled.

Xiaohe was pouring water very fast, she put the glass on the tea table, and said, "Sister Tongtong, don't be like this, just raise your head and smile, Miss Feng likes Sister Tongtong's smile the most, Miss Feng looks like you It will be sad when it arrives."

sad?

No, she won't be sad, she's broken, she keeps everything from her, and doesn't let her know, she never treats her as a lover at all.

His head was buzzing as if it was about to explode, Mo Rantong sniffed, slowly raised his head, and straightened his waist.

Messy, wet hair dripping with water, some of which are knotted, looks very imageless, ink dyed, red eye corners, clear pupils, a white and pure face of first love, like the dew in the morning light, seductive People pick.

The bathrobe was wet and stuck to his body, and he was not comfortable at all. Mo Rantong picked up the cup and took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and dialed Liang Subo's phone number.

Beep, beep, a few rings, it's through.

This time, Mo Rantong asked directly without waiting for Liang Subo to speak: "Where is Qingqing now, don't fool me anymore."

There was a long silence.

It's been a long time since Mo Rantong felt that he couldn't breathe well and was about to suffocate. Liang Subo said with a slightly choked voice: "Here in the city hospital, if Ms. Mo can make it in time, she will probably be able to see the CEO's last side."

Mo Rantong: "..."

A bolt from the blue is nothing more than that.

In S City Hospital, in the VIP single ward, Feng Qingshui, who was half lying on the bed, could clearly feel that the vitality in her body was gradually draining.

But what is worth congratulating is that she feels that her state is very good now, and it is still as good as it has never been before.

Although Feng Qingshui knew that her situation was probably a flashback, but this kind of body feeling of being relaxed and painless, she has already...

I have missed it for a long time.

"You look happy? Don't you fear death?"

In the ward at this time, besides Feng Qingshui, there was also a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with an extraordinary bearing. His surname was Lin, and he was assigned to Feng Qingshui Company by the superior to help Feng Qingshui manage and stabilize the company. .

He used an honorific title for Feng Qingshui.

It was because he knew what kind of vitality this young woman who was about to perish brought to this country.

Feng Qingshui chuckled: "It's not very happy, just a little bit. As for death, birth, old age, sickness and death are something that everyone will experience. The cycle of heaven is a natural law. Why should we be afraid?"

After a pause, she said again: "Fear is useful?"

The underlying meaning is that it is useless for you to be afraid, so why are you still afraid?

Acting President Lin: "..."

"Your state of mind is really different."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

No, no, don't talk nonsense, don't put a high hat on her, she knows how much she weighs, and she won't float.

Blinking with some inexplicable words, Feng Qingshui cleverly changed the subject: "Have you read Tongtong's information?"

President Lin Dai nodded: "Look, it's a seedling. Don't worry, I will teach her well."

"Thank you so much."

"You are being polite. You have made such a great contribution to the country. This is what I should do. It's just that the compensation is not for you. It's a pity."

Fengqing Shuimo, and then said euphemistically: "You clearly know those two techniques, but because I want to deal with Fengshi, I found someone to get them out, so..."

President Lin Dai smiled indifferently: "You have a patriotic heart. I believe that even if the process is different, the result is the same."

Feng Qingshui was speechless, but thinking about it, she couldn't swallow those two skills at all, and the best choice was to hand them over.

After a while, Liang Subo opened the door and came in. He was holding a mobile phone with a guilty face on his face, as if he had done something wrong.

Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows.

"President, President, Ms. Mo called again just now, I, I..." No matter how difficult it is to say, I can only tell the truth, Liang Subo blushed handsomely, and said: "I told her the news about you in the hospital, Still, still..."

"And the news that I'm going to die?"

With a snow-white complexion, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and smooth black hair, Feng Qingshui, who was wearing a hospital gown, looked no different from usual.

If you ignore her lips that are whiter than white paper.

Liang Subo lowered his head and pulled his head: "I'm sorry, President."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Feng Qingshui knew that Liang Subo's move was deliberate, and he wanted her to meet Tongtong before she died, but, so what?

President Lin Dai is a smart man. He only thought about it for a while, and he understood what the situation is now, so he began to smooth things over: "If Miss Feng doesn't want to see Miss Mo, I can ask someone to stop her."

"No, no need."

Mo Rantong came very quickly, at least much faster than Feng Qingshui imagined. At this time, she was the only one in the ward. Liang Subo and President Lin retreated out very considerately, watching them fly towards her at extreme speed as soon as they entered the door. Feng Qingshui found out that she had the leisure to judge the woman's appearance.

Well, the clothes are messed up, the hair is messed up, it doesn't seem to be combed, and there is no makeup on the face, but it still looks so good, so?

This is probably the so-called beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

Amused by her own thoughts, Feng Qingshui curled her lips, and greeted Mo Rantong in a flat way: "You are here."

"Qingqing."

The light in the VIP ward is so good that Mo Rantong can clearly see the dead air on Feng Qingshui's body. This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling. I couldn't help crying, Mo Ran Tong hiccups while wiping away tears: "Qing, Qingqing."

At this moment, it seemed that he was very pale and powerless to say anything, Mo Rantong sat on the edge of the bed, watching Feng Qing's tears flow more and more fiercely.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Tsk, why are you crying?"

She reached out her hand to wipe Mo Rantong's tears, but soon, Feng Qingshui withdrew her hand again, perhaps because her death was approaching, at this moment Feng Qingshui's voice was much gentler than usual: "Shouldn't you hate me? Knowing that my life is not long? But still selfishly getting involved with you? How disgusting?"

The smile on the corner of her mouth got deeper and deeper, Feng Qingshui persuaded with a light smile: "So, don't cry, I left you a lot of money, and you can feel at ease in the future and be a rich woman happily Enough."

Mo Rantong: "..."

"Qing, Qing!"

With a red nose, Mo Rantong stared at Feng Qingshui annoyed, angry and full of despair, and said, "What do you think of me, and you don't hate me, don't say that about yourself."

See what she said?

Has anyone demeaned herself like she did?

Thinking of this, Mo Rantong burst into tears again, the tears couldn't be stopped at all, there was no way, as long as she thought that this person would be gone soon, and there would be no more of her in this world, her heart would burst convulsions.

Feng Qingshui sighed, she took a close look at Mo Rantong, and then turned her eyes away: "You know what, Tongtong, I originally planned to gradually distance myself from you, so that the relationship will fade away naturally, and I will let Liang Subo tell you, From the very beginning, I just played with you and had no feelings for you. I wanted you to hate me, and then forget me and start over. I thought this would minimize your pain, but in the end I still You are allowed in."

"Tongtong, I'm an extremely selfish person. Not long ago, I realized that I didn't want to be forgotten by you, so I asked you to start over, so..."

The eyes were full of twinkles, Feng Qingshui looked at Mo Rantong again, and looked at him with an inexplicably weird and strange expression.

"Cry, cry as much as you want, remember the pain now, and then, never forget me."

Mo Rantong: "..."

At 02:30 in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day. On Weibo, countless netizens shouted that they felt sorry for Mr. Feng, while checking in under Feng Qingshui's Weibo. The atmosphere was peaceful.

At this moment, Feng Qingshui's Weibo suddenly posted an announcement to the effect that their boss Feng had died at [-]:[-] p.m. due to organ failure, and so on.

A second ago I was still shouting "Don't cry, big brother, touch you~", "It doesn't hurt, big brother, I'll blow it to you~", "You have to be good, big brother", "You will Long live a hundred years.", "Humo, you are so strong, big brother, from now on, you are my idol."... Netizens.

All feel cold.

My mind is bewildered.

...

In heaven, when Yuenu sneaked and sneaked to the Wanjie Pool, she found that the emperor was really not there. She breathed a sigh of relief, blinking at Si Ming with her silver eyes, and beckoned her to explain.

Si Ming thought: "...Maybe, I was angry and left?"

Not paying much attention to the emperor's daughter, Si Ming waved at Yuenv and said, "Come quickly, Yunhuai will soon be expelled from that small world, and it will be too late if we don't make amends."

"Oh."

Jumping to Si Ming's side, the moon girl has silver hair and silver eyes, with a fairy air, her face is cold, but she can move, but there is a hint of free and easy.

With a wave of her sleeve, half a page of golden paper and a glittering pen appeared on the Ten Thousand Realms Pond.

The pen followed Yuenv's gestures and swished to write on half a page of paper.

After a while, the glittering pen disappeared, and half a page of paper sank into the Ten Thousand Realms Pool.

The author has something to say: I can’t even believe that I’m updating daily, the power of cats is so powerful~