Ji Tang, you are not human.
Then she shook her body like crazy, but the needle couldn’t pierce Tang Jixiu’s skin.
The doctor stopped her when he saw it.
Miss Qi, it’s a miracle that Mr Qi has reached the limit. Don’t get too excited.
She is so emotional that she can’t hear anyone say anything anymore.
Cheating. You’re all cheating.
Qi Cancan’s throat is ridiculously hoarse.
He was fine just now. He said he wanted to eat apples. He can’t die. He won’t die.
Tang Jixiu looked at this, and his heart ached like a knife. He looked up and gave a cold look at the doctor. The doctor nodded knowingly and pushed a sedative into Jicancan’s arm.
Anesthesia spread all over Qi Cancan’s body, and she struggled for a few times and fell slowly.
Tang Jixiu hugged her with a stride, and her nose breathing was very weak. Tang Jixiu surrounded her heart with a sour look and finally fell into the body of Ji Shaocheng, although it was not obvious, but Ji Shaocheng did leave with a smile.
After Qi Cancan fell into a messy dream.
She dreamed that when she was a child, she lay down on her knees and laughed anxiously.
Ji Shaocheng’s face is almost expressionless. His big hands cover Qi Cancan’s delicate arms, but he describes warmth by law.
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Said JiShaoCheng I don’t know where to touch a delicate hairpin don’t her fine fluffy hair.
JiCancan blinked and suddenly jumped up, holding his hands high and squinting at the hot sun.
I want to find the best love in the world over the mountains.
At that time, she didn’t know what love was
Jishaocheng smiled and didn’t answer the words.
Picture interweave JiCancan abrupt JiShaoCheng bed.
JiShaoCheng struggled to move his lips JiCancan couldn’t hear what he said at all.
She approached his lips.
Qi Shaocheng fell into her ear without light or stress.
Love brilliantly, you’d better love you, and find it boldly.
In a second, Qi Cancan was pushed into darkness again.
Qi Shaocheng’s face couldn’t get out of her mind. Seventeen years ago, she didn’t know what real loss was.
Later, when she grew up, she had already forgotten her wishes.
She has tasted the bitterness of life, but she can’t hold on tight. Qi Shaocheng stretched out his hand.
Ji Cancan doesn’t want to wake up. It’s really hard for her to face. Even if she doesn’t care whether she is selfish or not, she stubbornly believes that this is her grandfather. He must have really loved her.
The hairpin she remembers today is pink.
She once wanted to be a princess. She told Qi Shaocheng that pink was her favorite:
Chapter 13 Cloudy Days (1)
JiCancan opened her eyes again and was surrounded by glistening walls. She moved her fingers and lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed.
My head is about to burst with pain.
She couldn’t help biting her lip when the fragments were spliced together.
Because she refused Song Shizhen’s request, she had to pay a painful price, right?
Just as she refused Tang Jingyun’s request that Qi Yue was not sweet, she also suffered harm.
The scene has been played for too long and she is tired.
She wanted to wash her face, but after she saw the shower, she simply took off her clothes. It was midsummer, and the water was still cold and biting. Qi Cancan washed for about an hour until her limbs became conscious, and the shower fell off. With this cold, her head woke up a lot.
After a cursory brush, she grabbed her bag and rushed out of the ward.
Just opened the ward door Tang Jizheng pushing Qi Yue blocked the door.
Where to
Tang Jizheng’s tone is not particularly good. Qi Yue secretly tugged at his cuff to signal him not to talk.
Sister and Grandpa
JiCancan than a hush gesture, she crouched slightly and covered Qi Yue’s legs with her hands.
Grandpa Xiaoyue’s funeral is in your heart, and he is old.
Qi Yue had previously heard JiCancan’s emotional instability, but at this time, JiCancan’s voice was unusually calm, and there was almost no ups and downs. If it wasn’t for seeing the tears in her eyes, Qi Yue almost had no feelings.
My sister actually notified my grandfather of his critical illness in the hospital a few days ago.
Qi Yue couldn’t think of a comforting word at the moment. When Ji Shaocheng died, her first reaction was not sadness but worry about Ji Cancan.
I may not be able to go to the funeral.
Qi Cancan’s hair is still wet, and occasionally a few drops of water drop. She wiped her forehead with her bare hands and the water vapor quickly rose.
Take care of yourself.
She is metasomatism Qi Yue eyes staring straight at Tang Jizheng.
Tang Jizheng’s face sank and his lips moved, and he glanced away unnaturally.
Although not obvious, JiCancan still saw Tang Jizheng’s rolling throat.
Qi Yue stretched out his hand and held JiCancan’s wrist. She didn’t know where JiCancan was going and dared not ask.