Li Juefeng obviously had no strength. His black eyes looked at her, but his eyes were scattered from time to time. Blood flowed through the corners of his lips, and his lips became clear...

"What about you?" Li Juefeng asked with difficulty.

"I will receive treatment, I will live well, I still want to marry you, I still want to be with you..." Gu Xiaoai didn't dare to grab his hand, and said loudly, afraid that he wouldn't hear it.

"I know you have worked hard, I beg you to work harder, just live for me... OK?

It was not until the moment when death was approaching that Gu Xiaoai truly felt the terribleness of death.

When Li Juefeng said these words, she realized that she was helpless and wished that all the blood was shed from her... The sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd day of love 1487

He can't just die like this, he shouldn't have died...

She had indirectly killed his mother, and he could not destroy it in her hands...

"Li Juefeng, I beg you...must stick to it..." Gu Xiaoai begged, crying, "I want to marry you...Li Juefeng, I want to be your wife..."

As if he heard some moving tone and saw some moving scenery, Li Juefeng smiled on his lips, feeling a little proud, "I really think so?"

think.

Really want to.

Gu Xiaoai nodded heavily, tears fell on his face.

"Stop crying..." Li Juefeng said fondly, and used his hand to hold her hand tightly. His voice was very bleak, and he whispered in a low voice, "I'll just marry you..."

How can a woman cry like this in order to marry a man?

Where is her aloofness? Is it gone again?

"Yes." Gu Xiaoai still nodded, tears falling like rain.

The sound of the ambulance came from afar. Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Juefeng's face and reached out to wipe the blood from her lips.

Li Juefeng's little face was painted red by her... It couldn't be wiped clean no matter how hard she wiped it...

"Li Juefeng..."

Li Juefeng didn't say a word, breathed hard, his eyes slowly closed, and opened again the next second...

He cannot die.

He cannot die.

“Get out of the way—get out of the way—”

The medical staff in the ambulance trained to carry the stretcher down and brought both of them onto the stretcher. Li Juefeng's hand still held her... The sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd day of love 1487

"Gu Xiaoai, I am willing to live only when you are alive, have you heard?"

As soon as Li Juefeng's voice fell, the doctor put the oxygen on him.

Gu Xiaoai was also put on oxygen and breathed, the stretcher was lifted, and the hand that Gu Xiaoai and Li Juefeng shook each other was pulled away by the doctor...

The two of their blood-stained hands fell down at the same time.

Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Juefeng deeply. Li Juefeng's eyes did not close for a moment, and he kept looking at her, his black eyes were very deep...

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The bright sunlight shone into the huge room, and the white window screen was gently floating by the breeze.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the white wedding dress dragged a long place. The design of the wedding dress is very exaggerated, very long, layered...

Gu Xiaoai looked at herself in the mirror and had a beautiful face reflected by a wedding dress.

"Mrs. Li, the groom is here."

Someone suddenly spoke.

Gu Xiaoai turned around, the white door was opened, and his tall figure stood at the door, wearing a purely handmade black dress, which was close to his tall figure and a face with perfect facial features.

The moment she saw her, her lips curled up with a curve, and her smile was charming.

Gu Xiaoai smiled...

There was a music box on the windowsill, and the beautiful music was twitching. A pair of wedding bears hugged each other and danced in the music box, beautiful and happy.

...

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Chapter completed!