Youyi frowned. Li Qingshen was a rare genius in mit. He had never had any neurasthenia due to stress. However, there was a stomachache. He was doing scientific research and experiments. He stayed in the laboratory for hundreds of hours. The longest time he stayed for a month. Even though he was so stunning, he suffered a lot of problems at that time. He remembered that he was in pain and brought him painkillers that he had brought with him at any time. However, he said lightly, I don’t like to eat them.

Thinking of this, Youyi frowned and then said, "Don't you like taking medicine?"

"I don't like taking medicine." Li Qingshen shook his head, "But I don't like taking medicine, I can still inject medicine."

"The reason I gritted my teeth and held on to it is because what makes people depend on and are addictive, so I have to keep a distance."

Li Qingshen's eyes became a little deeper. He looked at Youyi and said, "There is only one thing in this world. I was already addicted before I could even distance myself."

Youyi subconsciously asked: "What?"

A touch of gentleness flashed in Li Qingshen's eyes, a hint of doting on his lips, he curled his lips and said with a smile: "Ling Momo."

The eight-year-old girl, when she saw it at first, she didn't even have time to realize that she was the most likely one to make people crazy among all drugs, so she was already addicted to poison.

Before reason could react, the mind began to move.

Therefore, time flies again, and ten years have passed. Li Qingshen is the only one who is thinking about Li Qingshen from beginning to end. He has never changed. Instead, he is poisoned more and more deeply, and has already reached the point where he cannot extricate himself from the point of hopelessness.

Youyi was dumbfounded at Li Qingshen like this.

This man...the man's deep love is far more than what he sees, so it is...

Youyi looked at Li Qingshen and thought that a woman who was in love with such a man must have been a blessing for several lifetimes.

Li Qingshen's expression trembled slightly, and then he didn't say anything again. He just pulled his eyes to a piece of glass light outside the window.

When a person loves someone, it has become an instinct, so asking him to give up and confess his love is equivalent to causing him to cramp and bones, and his heart is ashamed.

There was a silence on the balcony.

I don’t know how long it took, but a ticking sound suddenly came from Li Qingshen’s phone.

…

When Ling Momo remembered the phone, she had just finished taking a shower and planned to put on her clothes and clean up her appointment to go to Li Qingshen.

When she heard the phone, she turned around and touched the phone from the bed, and saw it at a glance it was the phone from her grandmother's hometown.

Before her grandmother passed away, the only thing she missed was her sister, Ling Momo's aunt, grandmother.

My aunt and grandmother have always lived in the countryside, but she has a good relationship with her grandmother. Sometimes when I come to the city to see her grandmother, she will bring a lot of delicious food to Ling Momo.

My grandmother’s life in the countryside was not very good. A few months before her death, she repeatedly mentioned her grandmother to Ling Momo. Ling Momo understood what her grandmother meant and told her that if she lived a good life in the future, she would help her take care of her only sister.

Ling Momo thought it was his aunt and grandmother who had something to do with him, so he answered the phone immediately. However, the loving voice of grandmother did not come from the phone. Instead, it was a younger woman's voice: "Is it Ling Momo? Your aunt and grandmother are almost out of reach..."

When Ling Momo heard this, his brain was a little confused: "What are you talking about?"

"Your aunt's grandmother suddenly fainted and is now in the hospital for rescue. The doctor said that she may not be able to do it anymore. Now she is insisting on seeing you..."

When Ling Momo heard this, the scene of her grandmother's death suddenly flashed in her mind.

She didn't meet her aunt and grandmother many times, and her relationship was not that deep, but because of her grandmother, she had some feelings for her aunt and grandmother.

Although my grandmother’s condition is not good and I can’t help her, after my grandmother passed away, my grandmother always called her if she had anything to do and asked her if she was okay. My grandmother couldn’t remember her name and always called her child...

Thinking of the scene of her grandmother's death, and now hearing this news, Ling Momo only felt her head buzzing. Her fingers were trembling violently. She put on her clothes randomly, grabbed money, and went downstairs.

When she got into the taxi, she was still in a completely trance. She raised her hand accidentally and found that her face was wet.

For her, my grandmother was the last bit of involvement left by my great-grandmother in this world. If my grandmother had left, then my grandmother would have really left nothing for her in this world.

Ling Momo sat in the car, urging the taxi driver to speed up, hurry up, hurry up, and then hurry up. In the end, her whole voice was choked.

The taxi driver was also shocked when he saw her appearance. Regardless of whether he was speeding up or not, he kept driving towards the hospital.

As soon as the car arrived at the hospital, Ling Momo opened the car door, drew a few pieces of money and threw it to the taxi driver, and then stumbled towards the hospital.

Ling Momo came to the door of his aunt's grandmother's ward. His grandmother looked very similar to his grandmother, especially when he got older, he looked more like him. Ling Momo looked at his grandmother lying on the bed, as if he had seen his grandmother who had once lying on the bed.

She asked to the nurse beside her like a child who was right, “Is my grandmother, right? Is it okay?”

The nurse didn't say anything, but just helped her open the door, "Miss Ling, go in, she kept calling your name."
Chapter completed!