Sitting in a wheelchair, Chu Yimeng pushed Gong Yingmo out and looked at the greenery outside.

"It's almost summer." Gong Yingmo smiled and looked at Chu Yimeng.

"Yes." Chu Yimeng looked at the sky and saw two wild geese flying past.

Smiling and saying nothing, the two of them sat quietly, eerily quiet.

"Xiaomeng, I think you know me..." Before Gong Yingmo could finish speaking, Chu Yimeng covered her mouth.

"Okay, I already know that I will always be with you..." Silence is the communication between the souls. Silently, a kind of telepathy has been produced.

"What if I suddenly leave one day?" Gong Yingmo suddenly said these words while he was quiet.

"If you leave, I will accompany you," Chu Yimeng said seriously.

"Fool..." What else can be said besides fool? "Don't give up yourself for me."

Chu Yimeng smiled and said, "I, Chu Yimeng, now officially declare that you, Gong Yingmo, are my life, Chu Yimeng..."

No words can replace everything, only watching silently...

Holding Chu Yimeng in her arms, Gong Yingmo felt the warmth and kindness that she had lost in the past two years...speechless.

Gong Yingmo's lips gradually turned purple, and her fingers gradually became cold. Looking at Chu Yimeng's side face reluctantly, Gong Yingmo smiled bitterly and closed her eyes slightly...

The hand fell quietly. Chu Yimeng's eyes widened. Looking at the hand hanging in mid-air, Chu Yimeng looked at Gong Yingmo's face in disbelief. His fingers were biting and cold. How could this be possible? A second ago, you were still

While chatting, the next second, there was already a separation between yin and yang.

"Fool, why did you leave me alone? Gong Yingmo, you bastard, get up!" Chu Yimeng cried and patted Gong Yingmo's body that was getting colder, and cried loudly, Gong Yingmo, you bastard,

Come back.

"5555555, come back." Chu Yimeng raised his head and shouted to the sky. Maybe, in a corner, a white soul smiled quietly, I'm sorry, Xiao Meng...

Pushing Gong Yingmo's body back to the room, Chu Yimeng watched, silently, stroking the cold body with his hands, tears bursting again... In the room, there were only cries, and the sound of bells, ticking.

The answer rings...

Wiping away her tears, Chu Yimeng quickly ran out and came to a wedding dress shop. She chose a set of flawless white wedding dresses, put it on, and then ran to the hospital with a bouquet of blood-red roses.... Passers-by were busy.

Looking at it, Chu Yimeng didn't care.

The clock ticked, and the hands knew six o'clock. It was six o'clock in the morning. Chu Yimeng looked at Gong Yingmo's face, smiled, and put it in Gong Yingmo's arms. There was a letter and a knife beside him.

The light flashed by, and the bright red blood flowed down, dyeing the white wedding dress and bed sheets red. With a slight smile, Chu Yimeng took Gong Yingmo's hand and fell asleep...

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“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Ning Yujun shouted. In the morning, when he came in, he saw blood all over the floor and two corpses that had already become cold...

Everyone ran over and looked at it. They didn't know what it was like. They walked over quietly. Xia Houxi pulled off the petals of the bouquet and scattered them on it. He picked up the letter and Ruoning looked at it;

When you see it, Mo and I have gone far, far away. In this life, Mo and I can't be together. Then, I will accompany him to another world, a world without disputes or conflicts.

Jealous.

Ruoning, do you mind if I call you this? Thank you too. Without you, I would not have been able to meet Mo. Chu Group, I did it this time. Please help me say sorry to the chairman.

Chu Xiyang, I really treat you as my brother, but you never looked at me and sneered at me. During that time, I really hated you.

I am silent and lonely. I want to accompany him. Our engagement ceremony has not yet been held, but I decided to skip it and hold the wedding directly. Please, bury us together.

In this life, my only regret is that I didn't say 'I love you' to Mo...

I love you, love you...

Quietly, there are only a few people. In a corner of the cemetery, a few people wearing black or white clothes, holding white chrysanthemums, stood there. It was a very simple tombstone. Two photos, Chu Yimeng and Gong Ying.

Mo, according to what Chu Yimeng said, everyone buried them together, still wearing white wedding dresses and white suits... just like a princess and a prince, lying quietly in the glazed coffin...

Silence, quietness...

Gong Yingmo, Chu Yimeng, goodbye...

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