Listening to the doctor inside, he came out carefully and closed the door.

Lu Qi sat aside, looking at Fu Yechuan, who looked dark and had a gray eyes, was completely different from the energetic person at the time.

"Old Fu..."

He suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Fu Yechuan raised his eyes blankly, looked at him with dark eyes, and his hoarse voice was filled with indescribable sadness:

"I just had a dream, dreaming that I called her to donate blood to Qiao Wanrou, and she went obediently.

In my dream, I told her not to go, and told her that Qiao Wanrou was pretending and she didn't need to donate blood, but she couldn't hear it. No matter what I said, she didn't look back..."

Lu Qi choked for a moment, as if a ball of cotton was stuffed into his chest.

Looking at Fu Yechuan's eyes were scattered and unconscious, it seemed as if he was looking at the past through him.

After Fu Yechuan finished speaking, his eyelashes trembled and asked him:

"I want to be nice to her, but why do I always hurt her when I do it?"

"Old Fu, you..."

Lu Qi paused for a second before making up his mind to speak:

"Forget it, it's a good thing that she can survive. At least the Su family won't cause trouble for you. The situation in front of you is balanced and nothing has changed."

At least for Fu Yechuan, he did not really suffer any losses, and even solved the big trouble of An Qi.

Fu Yechuan's face was pale and bloodless, "Nothing changed?"

He sneered in self-deprecatingly, and smiled so hard that the corners of his eyes were red, and a man seemed to be about to cry.

But he changed, so did she.

She will never have any intersection again, and he once again recognized his indifferent and unfaithfulness.

Lu Qi frowned and looked at him, not knowing how to speak the words of comfort. He watched him so decadent and live in self-blame all his life, and he couldn't bear it.

"Old Fu, no matter whether it changes or not, she has passed. We brothers know your feelings for her, and she probably knows it."

Fu Yechuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at him, his face tense and said nothing.

Lu Qi: "Just like Leng Lin knows that I love her, but she just hates that I did too well in the past, so she doesn't want to forgive me easily. I am willing to be a cow and a horse for the rest of my life.

But what about you, Su Nan doesn't want your apology, but she knows that you won't start again.

Your choice is not wrong in rational terms, but only Xing Zhi is blamed for his excellent performance.

No one wants that kind of accident. No matter how guilty you feel, things have happened. What you have to do now is not to indulge in your own choices and regret decadence."

"Then what else can I... do?"

Fu Yechuan's eyes trembled slightly, and he was helpless for the first time in his life.

Lu Qi pursed his lips, "Old Fu, go and apologize to Su Nan and explain why you chose that at that time. Whether she forgave you or not, she would have to do this, which is much better than hiding for a lifetime."

"She won't forgive me."

Fu Yechuan's voice is rough and his tone is cold and hard.

He knew that Su Nan would never forgive her again.

"How do you know if you don't try it?"

Lu Qi paused and added: "This is what you owe her, there should be a result, right?"

When he said this, he also felt his scalp numb.

Will Fu Yechuan listen to his suggestions? The key is to make Fu Yechuan realize the fact that he is no longer able to be with Su Nan.

After saying this, the room fell silent.

Lu Qi looked at Fu Yechuan's expression stiff and gloomy, and suddenly he floated on his face, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

When time passed, Lu Qi felt that it was useless to say more, and he couldn't say more.

Just as I was about to stand up, I let him have a good rest.
Chapter completed!