[69 Book Bar-www.] Are you kidding? How could Huo Qingcang die?

Lan Yifeng thought that he was still dreaming, having a nightmare that he had not yet woken up from. Such a nightmare was really terrifying...

There was a cry all around, but she just stood there in a daze, without any reaction.

"Lan Yifeng, are you happy now! Don't you want my brother to die? Now he got your wish!" Seeing that she didn't show any sadness, Huo Xinmei became even more angry and rushed towards her to beat her.

"You cruel woman, my brother died because of you, and you didn't even leave a tear for her..."

"Xinmei!" Fu Tianlei and others stopped her, "Don't fight, don't let your brother leave without peace of mind."

"My poor brother...wuwuwu..."

What are they talking about? What are they acting? Wake up from this nightmare quickly, she has really had enough!

"Mom...Dad, are you dead..." Even Xuanxuan, who was usually the most naughty, looked sad at this time and pulled her arm and asked.

Lan Yifeng slowly lowered his stiff head and shook it slowly. His voice seemed to come from far away, and seemed so hollow: "No...he is not dead...this is a nightmare..."

"My brother was killed by you! He didn't want an operation, so you had to force him to have an operation, otherwise, he would live a few more days. The success rate of the operation is so low, you had to force him..."

"Wow..." Xuanxuan cried, Jin'er covered her mouth with her hands and cried, while Lan Yu stood there stupidly, silently shedding tears, and Huo Mingzhe sat in a wheelchair, biting

His lips were crying silently.

"I want to pull out, I want to pull out, dad..." Xuanxuan's heartbreaking cry was the most heart-wrenching, and everyone present choked up.

Lan Yifeng shook his head and kept shaking his head...

But tears still couldn't help but fall from the corners of his eyes.

Qingcang... She bit her lips and put one hand against her heart... It hurts here, it really hurts, it has never hurt before. In the past, when she thought he hurt her the most, it didn't hurt so much.

Pass.

It turned out that all the hurts were incomparable to his departure. Even if she hated him, she never wanted him to die. After all, he was still deeply pierced in her heart, and it would hurt even if he pulled it out, so she never wanted him to die.

Remove him from the deepest part of your heart.

Her legs were weak and she fell down on the chair on the side. Tears burst out from her eyes. The thought of never seeing him again and never having a trace of him in her future life made her want to die.

Qingcang, why are you so cruel to leave at this time? This is the time when we can resolve all misunderstandings and should be the happiest time!

I have never made up to you, never told you properly and from the deepest part of my heart, I love you...

At this time, Huo Qingcang was pushed out of the operating room, covered with a white cloth.

Mr. Huo took a step forward to untie the white cloth, but the doctor stopped him and shook his head at him: "His brain surgery failed... It's too scary. You'd better not read it. Besides, there's nothing left to see...

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When he said this, everyone cried even harder. Huo Xinmei rushed forward, fell on Huo Qingcang, and cried loudly.

Lan Yifeng held on to the wall and stood up reluctantly. He lifted his lead-filled legs and walked towards Huo Qingcang step by step. She wanted to take away the white cloth covering him, but the doctor also stopped her.

"I want to see him for the last time, I want to know..." Lan Yifeng was choked and speechless. She wanted to know if he left peacefully at the moment before he left.

The doctor took a step back and gently opened a corner of the white cloth for her, and a face with blood and flesh appeared in front of her.

Huo Xinmei just stood up and caught sight of the terrifying scene from the corner of her eye. She screamed and fainted.

Huo Qingcang was sent to the morgue, and others followed. Only Lan Yifeng stood there stupidly, without responding for a long time, with the children accompanying her.

Shen Zhiqian asked others to take care of Xiaorou, and he followed. He saw his daughter being beaten like this, and he stood aside at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her.

I don't know how long it took, but Old Man Huo came back and came to them. He looked at several children who were crying, then looked at the stupid Lan Yifeng, sighed and comforted: "Lan girl, I know Qingcang's death has been a great blow to you...but the deceased is gone and we have to accept it."

Lan Yifeng shook his head, "I can't accept it..."

"Go back and rest. I will send someone to arrange his funeral. All you need to do is bring your children to attend."

Funeral! Another funeral! Last time I held a small funeral for Lan Yu, how long has it been since then that another funeral was held.

But, Lan Yu can come back from the dead, can Huo Qingcang?

Old Man Huo winked at the bodyguards beside him, and they forcibly took Lan Yifeng and the children back to the main house of the Huo family.

Lan Yifeng touched Huo Qingcang's room, curled up and lay on his bed, smelling his scent.

No...it doesn't even smell like him.

Also, how long has it been since he stayed in this room? He has been living in her place recently, or in the hospital, how could there be the smell of him in this room.

The bed sheets and quilt cover are a bright red festive color. This room has been decorated a long time ago, and it is considered their new house here. Now, in this new house, there is only her, and there is no male owner.

The lonely shadow is her true portrayal.

Lan Yifeng couldn't bear it anymore, so she stood up suddenly, ran into the night desperately, took a taxi and returned to her home.

She stood stupidly outside the villa, looking at this house, which was much worse than the main house. But here, she finally called it "home", not a place to live, nor the villa Huo Qingcang bought. .

This is her home, with the laughter of her and her children, and the picture of him sitting on the sofa with a cold eye, reading a book and peeking at their play, with a smile that even he doesn't know will rise at the corner of his mouth...

And this home has been simply tidied up in the past few days, with red decals, bright red happy characters, brand-new red bedding... There is a festive atmosphere everywhere, but there is no trace of him everywhere.

Like a ghost, Lan Yifeng walked from downstairs to upstairs, looking into every room, looking for any clues that belonged to him.

He really left a lot of traces in this villa. There are his signature pens on the table in the living room, his towels and tea sets in the bathroom, the toys he bought for the children in the game room, and even in her bedroom. , and the gift he gave her.

She dug out the music box, opened it, listened to the familiar march over and over again, hugged it, curled up on the bed, and gradually fell asleep.

This is a dream. When she wakes up, he will be by her side, smiling and saying: "Good morning!"

Good morning, Huo Qingcang, I am willing to tell you once every morning when I get up: Good morning.

I am willing to prepare a sumptuous breakfast for you every day, help you iron your clothes, help you put on your suit, help you open the door, say goodbye to you at the door, and ask for a kiss before leaving.

I am willing to leave a light for you every night. No matter how late you come back, I will be waiting for you.

I am willing to remember all anniversaries. Even if you are busy with work and don’t remember, it doesn’t matter, because every time, it is me who surprises you.

I am willing to give birth to children for you. Although pregnancy is hard, childbirth is painful, and raising children is difficult, as long as I think that they are your children, I am willing to do all this.

I am willing to grow old with you and feed you when you have no teeth.

I am willing to share all your happiness and pain...

You say I'm stubborn, you say I won't accept weakness, you say I don't understand romance, I'm willing to change all these things. I'm willing to lower myself for you, just to ask you to look back at me again...

Lan Yifeng slowly opened her red and swollen eyes. It was already dawn. She had been dreaming and crying all night.

This room is filled with his scent everywhere. However, in the end, all this will disappear with the passage of time as he leaves.

The only thing that cannot disappear is the memory he left for her and her strong and deep love for him.

There was a sound of opening the door downstairs, and soon, someone came upstairs and knocked on her door.

She didn't even have the strength to speak, so she lay on the bed in a daze.

Fu Tianlei walked in, looked at the half-dead woman on the bed, and whispered: "I knew you would be here. Let's go, we will start preparing for the funeral today."

Lan Yifeng turned around, turned his back to him, and said calmly: "I don't want to go."

"Yifeng, I know you are sad, but you have to send him off for the last journey. Didn't you promise him that even if the operation fails, you will live well?"

This was one of the topics they talked about during dinner that day. Not only did she say this, she also said that if his operation failed, she would not let him go alone and would come to accompany him. As a result,

He was so angry that he forced her to swear that she would not pursue him and live a good life.

She remained motionless.

Fu Tianlei was angry and turned her over, "Can you please cheer up? If you do this, how can Qingcang go on the road with peace of mind?"

She climbed up from the bed with difficulty, sat on the side, and said slowly: "I promised him... I will do it... I will not let our child die without Baba, without Mama.

.What Qingcang cares about most, I know better than anyone else."

She paused, and then added: "But I really have no way to attend his funeral and see him being buried."

The wound on her heart was very big and could only be healed slowly, bit by bit.
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