The little beauty who was attacked by slag is not easy to chase

Ju Xingyi saw the manic yellow wolf at the construction site.

When the yellow wolf saw Juxingyi, he looked like a wronged child, rubbing his head against Juxingyi's legs, and the sound of whimpering seemed to express his uneasiness and grievance.

Ju Xingyi endured his grief and comforted the yellow wolf.

He entrusted Yellow Wolf to Ning Yushuang and Yue Qianqian temporarily.

Before leaving, the yellow wolf seemed to have sensed something, holding Ju Xingyi's trouser leg in his mouth and not letting go.

Ju Xingyi knelt down again to comfort it, "Yellow Wolf, your brother is injured, I'm going to take care of him, when he is well, we will pick you up together...you.

Be obedient. "

The yellow wolf's eyes were moist, and he kept whimpering, as if facing an eternal parting.

Ju Xingyi endured the pain, pushed him into Ning Yushuang's house, turned and left.

The doctors were busy deciding on Fan Qianjun's treatment plan, but Fan Qianjun had symptoms again on the second night of his coma.

The lights in the emergency room came on again, and Ju Xingyi's heart rose to his throat again.

Cannes sat quietly beside Ju Xingyi, silently accompanying him.

Another long and torturous wait.

A group of medical staff came out of the emergency room, looked at Ju Xingyi and Kang Cheng, who were already emaciated, and sighed, "Sorry."

It was as if everything around him had stopped, Ju Xingzhi even felt that his heartbeat had stopped.

Sadness to the extreme is peace.

Ju Xingyi quietly watched Fan Qianjun being pushed out covered in a white cloth, he followed without saying a word, until he was stopped by Cancheng who followed him to the door of the mortuary.

He carried Jupiter into his arms, "You... cry."

Ju Xingyi was still staring blankly at the door of the mortuary, and after a long time, he turned and left, with extreme forbearance in his deep voice, "Go back.

Let's go. ”

Such a peaceful Jupiter made Cannes worry. He would rather have Jupiter cry and vent all his hurt emotions than keep everything in his heart.

Cannes persuaded Ju Xing to go home and rest, and he would send someone to handle Fan Qianjun's procedures in the hospital.

It was still dark, and the road was quiet, with occasional vehicles passing by.

Jupiter sat quietly on the car seat, tilted his head and looked out of the car window, a faint light had begun to appear in the east.

It's dawn, and it's a brand new day.

But Fan Qianjun could no longer see the brand new sun.

As if being twisted by tens of thousands of hemp ropes in his heart, Ju Xing moved his hands to cover his heart, closed his eyes, and tried hard to soothe his cramped heart.

Cannes sent him home. He watched Juxing fall asleep before he left the bedroom door. He sat in the living room alone. After making a few phone calls, he leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

Ju Xingyi didn't sleep for long, and after a while, Cancheng heard noises in the bedroom.

When he went in, Jupiter was getting out of bed and wearing slippers.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I can't sleep." Ju Xing stood up from the bed.

Kang Cheng frowned. He knew that Jupiter could not persuade Jupiter to move at this time, so he didn't persuade him again, "I'll take you to have a meal first, and I entrusted someone to select his cemetery. Would you like to take a look?" look?"

Ju Xingyi, who was originally looking disgusted, finally had some emotional fluctuations, "Is it the cemetery? He went back to Fanchuan, and I want to take him back to Fanchuan."

On the day of Fan Qianjun's funeral, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, adding a layer of dust to the already heavy atmosphere.

Apart from some villagers from Fanchuan, there were also former colleagues of Fan Qianjun who came to the funeral.

Jupiter shifts are treated as dependents and sign all contract document acknowledgments.

At the end of the day, Yue Qianqian called Ning Yushuang who came to attend the funeral.

The yellow wolf ran away.

Before Ning Yushuang told Ju Xingyi, Kang Cheng stopped him, "Don't let him worry so much, I'll send a few people to go back with you to look for it. Don't let him know yet."

By the time Juxing moved to know, the yellow wolf was already a corpse.

Jupiter sat in Ning Yushuang's house without focusing his eyes, and Yue Qianqian cried and described the situation at that time.

On the day of Fan Qianjun's funeral, the yellow wolf suddenly became irritable. Yue Qianqian had no choice but to lead it downstairs for a walk, but once downstairs, the yellow wolf broke free from the rope and ran wildly toward the main road.

A group of people searched along the direction in which the yellow wolf ran, and found the yellow wolf lying in a pool of blood at an intersection.

It was run over by a car that didn't have time to brake.

Yue Qianqian's eyes were red. After taking care of the yellow wolf for the past few days, she already had feelings for him, but now he let it die due to her negligence.

Juxing shifted his mouth and smiled, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks all the way to the corner of his mouth, "It wants to be with Qianjun..."

Fan Qianjun was accompanied by Yellow Wolf, so he was not alone anymore.

Although Ju Xingyi smiled, tears flowed more and more, which made anyone feel sad.

Kangcheng is exhausted these days, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to be in his current position. He is actually not such a kind person, and now he is doing all the work for Fan Qianjun's funeral. After all, it is all for Juxingyi.

He didn't want Jupiter to be too sad and tiring.

The living will never be able to compete with the dead, and seeing Ju Xingyi like this now, he has no way to comfort him, he is so depressed, unwilling, and sad that he can't vent it, he can only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

When Huang Lang was found, because the scene was too tragic, Cannes had someone buy the coffin directly without letting Juxing take a look.

He just wanted this matter to pass quickly, so that he could start again and slowly get out of the pain.

He took the crying man into his arms, "Jupiter moved...you have to come out quickly."

In order to get Fan Qianjun buried as soon as possible, Cannes arranged a black commercial vehicle early the next morning to transport Fan Qianjun's ashes and Huanglang's coffin directly back to Fanchuan.

Ju Xingyi came out of the funeral home holding Fan Qianjun's urn, every step he took seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Where he grew up as a child, there is a saying that tears should not be shed on the urn of a loved one.

Ju Xing raised his head, letting tears flow down his cheeks, behind his ears, and down his neck.

As far as Ju Xingyi is concerned, Fan Qianjun and him, one is an orphan, and the other is better than an orphan. When two people who grew up alone meet, they also cherish each other.

In the past few months of knowing Fan Qianjun, they had too many happy times together, it was like having a long and beautiful dream, and now they are awakened suddenly.

There is a cemetery on the slope of the back mountain of Fanchuan, where generations of villagers of Fanchuan's ancestors are buried.

Ju Xingyi buried Fan Qianjun and Huang Lang together, next to the tombs of Fan Qianjun's parents and grandparents.

He will not be alone anymore.

Jupiter stayed in front of the tomb for a long time, until the sky began to overcast again, and it looked like a heavy rain.

Ju Xingyi stood up and said goodbye to Fan Qianjun for the last time.Then turn around and leave.

Cannes has been standing not far away and watching, he saw Juxing walking towards him step by step, suddenly his body swayed halfway, and he fell to the ground.

"Jupiter moves..."

The driver drove the car on the highway.

Cancheng sat behind holding Juxingyi, his whole body was shaking, the moment he hugged Juxingyi, he felt his whole body was weak.

"You drive faster."

Cannes almost roared out, he had never been so scared and panicked, he had never seen Ju Xingyi so weak, this person was lying limply in his arms, without a trace of consciousness, no matter how much he shouted, There was no response at all.

When Jupiter moved to lie down in the ward, Cancheng was about to collapse.

For half an hour waiting outside the door of the emergency room, he felt that every minute and every second seemed like years, until the Jupiter was pushed out, and the doctor told him that his life was not in danger.

Cannes felt that he was the one who turned around at the gate of hell.

Ju Xingyi lay quietly on the hospital bed and fell asleep, so Cancheng had the time to go to the doctor to inquire about Ju Xingyi's situation in detail.

After reading Jupiter's inspection report in detail, the doctor frowned and asked Cannes, "Is the patient taking medicine for cirrhosis?"

Cannes' breathing became short again, "cirrhosis of the liver?"

The doctor saw that Cannes probably didn't know about it, "The patient suffers from liver cirrhosis, did he not have a good rest recently, or was he under too much pressure?"

Ju Xingyi was still in a coma, and Kang Cheng was sitting by the bed, with indescribable regret and sadness in his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, all he cared about was the person in front of him.

Everything I did for Fan Qianjun was just because I felt sorry for Ju Xingyi.

Now that Jupiter moved himself to lie on the hospital bed, he was even more distressed.

He didn't know when Juxingyi fell ill, let alone whether Juxingyi knew about his illness.

The doctor told him that Jupiter's disease should be taken care of, and he should insist on taking medicine, not to be tired, not to drink alcohol, not to be angry...

However, during the entire week from Fan Qianjun's accident to his burial, Ju Xingyi hardly had a good night's sleep, let alone the impact on his emotions during this period.

If he had known about Juxingyi's physical condition earlier, he would not have allowed Juxingyi to torment himself like that.

If he could have known about Jupiter's disease earlier...he would definitely not have hurt him like that.

Jupiter's calm breathing began to get heavier, showing signs of awakening.

Cancheng's mood suddenly became tense. He watched Ju Xingyi slowly open his eyes, with the confusion in his eyes when he first woke up.

"Are you awake?" Cannes put away all his emotions, and when he looked at Juxing, his face was gentle, his eyes full of pain.

He put another pillow under Jupiter's head, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Ju Xingyi gradually became sober. Looking at Cancheng's stubble-covered chin, haggard face, and sunken eye sockets, he couldn't help but feel agitated.

These days, Kang Cheng stayed by his side every step of the way, and he spent less time resting than himself.

These days, he was only immersed in the grief of Fan Qianjun's injury and death, but Kangcheng accepted his help and contribution with peace of mind.

Now seeing Cannes haggard like this because of him, I feel an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Jupiter avoided Kang Cheng's eyes, "Fortunately... Maybe it's because I was too tired a few days ago."

He pursed his lips, his eyes were complicated, "Cancheng, thank you for your help these days."

There was no response from the person beside the bed, and it took a long time before I heard Kang Cheng sigh deeply, and sat down by Juxingyi's bed again, "Jupingyi, I didn't do this to make you thank me. Everything I did, It's all for you...can you treat yourself well?"

Jupiter looked at Cannes, and there was indescribable emotion in this person's eyes, as well as deep worry.

Kang Cheng shook Ju Xingyi's hand, "Xing Yi, you must get out of the grief as soon as possible..."