Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Tang Yu raised his head, "Qingcheng, I am sorry for her."

He looked back at Meng Qingcheng, without explaining, and unable to explain.

If he was asked to do it again, he would still choose this way.

Meng Qingcheng closed his eyes...:

On the rooftop of the hospital, two equally slender and stalwart men faced each other for a long time before Meng Qingcheng said softly: "Tang Yu, from now on, I am no longer your special assistant. I will take care of her until she leaves."

Tang Yu stagnated.

"And you are no longer her brother, you can't give it to her, I will give it to her!" Meng Qingcheng's eyes were hot, and his voice was a little choked. "Tang Xin doesn't want to see such a **** brother."

Tang Yu did not speak.

When he saw Tang Xin, it was already three days later, because Tang Xin was in a coma for three days and was in the intensive care unit.

In addition to blood diseases, Tang Xin induced other diseases. She lay weakly on the hospital bed, sucking oxygen from her nose, and her body was filled with various tubes, especially the back of her hand was a little swollen because of the drip... …

Tang Yu walked over slowly, reaching out and gently touching the back of her hand.

Tang Xin is so young, but she has endured so much pain.

"Brother." Tang Xin woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked at his face in the dizzy yellow light.

Tang Yu smiled slightly...

Tang Xin smiled too.

Her little hand touched him, her voice was light and shallow, but vague and faint, "Brother laughs best."

She looks pale, her facial features are not as vivid as before, her fair skin covers her hand bones, and she is very thin...

Her lips moved slightly, so quietly that Tang Yu could not hear.

She kept moving, Tang Yu leaned over, with her ears on her lips——

A slight smile floated at the corner of Tang Xin's mouth. That smile was the young girl's first blooming stamens, tender and moving.

Her lips made a faint voice: "Brother, after I die... Give me the book Lin Jinrong gave me... Can you take it away?"

Tang Yu's eyes were a little moist, and Tang Xin looked at him anxiously, hoping that he could agree.

Tang Yu closed his eyes and nodded painfully, "Okay." Doctor Yuan had talked to him about Tang Xin's illness... there was no way.

He nodded and said okay, Tang Xin's small face burst into a light smile--

Her pupils were divergent than usual, and she stared at Tang Yu for a long time before she spoke softly: "Seven-seven...child!"

Tang Yu's fingers tightened, he squeezed Tang Xin's hand tightly, and put her little hand in his arms.

She is very ice, so that she can be warmer.

Tang Xin is not afraid, brother is here! If it's cold, brother can hug you.

Her bones were piercingly cold, and also frozen his heart——

A small smile appeared on her small face, and she could hardly make any sound. She could only use her lips to say silently, "Brother, can you hug Tang Xin?"

She likes her brother, but she didn't dare to get close when she was a child, and when she grew up...the time is so short, so short.

She also wanted to be hugged by her brother, listen to him calling her Tang Xin, and listen to him tell a story.

Tang Yu slowly leaned over and hugged her carefully.

Tang Xin's lips moved, and it was difficult to read each word, "Brother, pull out these pipes... the pipes... Tang Xin hurts, don't..."

Her eyes became paler again, and her face was pale and blue, with almost no popularity.

Perceiving what she said, Tang Yu's body froze...