"But if you fall in love with Lan Yuchi, you will be hurt both physically and mentally."
She sighed deeply and looked at the light blankly, "It was because of my lies that caused them to fall apart, which indirectly made Lan Yuchi become such a person. Now all the punishment falls on me. Maybe this is the reason why Lan Yuchi became such a person.
Call it retribution."
Mo Qi shook her head and sighed, "I'm sorry for Ling Ang. He loves you so much, but he keeps suffering."
Speaking of Ling Ang, Wang Aoshuang suddenly thought of something. Although this incident would make Ling Ang sad again, she had no choice but to do it.
After Mo Qi went out, she picked up the phone.
"Ling Ang, I want you to do me a favor."
"Just say it."
"I want to go to France and hope to get a visa as soon as possible."
Ling Ang was a little surprised, "Why are you in such a hurry to go to France?"
Wang Aoshuang hesitated for a moment and was embarrassed to speak: "I want to go to Provence and bring back a pot of lavender."
The breath in the microphone suddenly stopped flowing, and after a moment Ling Ang said sadly: "Is it worth going all the way to Provence, France, just for a pot of lavender?"
"The lavender there is unusual for Lan Yuchi. I have to go there and get a pot back." Although these words were cruel, she had to say them.
"Aoshuang, is it worth it for you to do this to him?" Ling Ang's tone was full of sourness and sadness.
"Ling Ang, this is not a question of whether it is worth it or not. Mu Si is everything to him, and lavender is Mu Si. Nothing can resolve his sadness now. This is the only way."
Ling Ang remained silent, and after a while he said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll help you."
After hanging up the phone, she went to sleep, probably because she caught a cold on the train and felt uncomfortable all over.
When I woke up the next day, I found that my head was dizzy, the pain was almost splitting, and my whole body was weak.
Mo Qi quickly got a thermometer and measured it, and it turned out to be 39.5 degrees Celsius. She panicked and shouted, "Aoshuang, you must have a bad cold. If not, I have to come back with some medicine to give you an intravenous drip."
She was secretly worried, how could she catch a bad cold at this time? How could it take a week to fully recover from a bad cold, and she still had to go to France.
After the intravenous drip, she fell into a deep sleep. Except for eating some food in between, she spent the whole day in bed.
Although the high fever went away at night, it came back again the next day.
Mo Qi was afraid that something might happen to her and persuaded her to go to the hospital. She firmly objected, "No, if I go to the hospital, the doctor will definitely not let me leave the hospital at any time. I have to go to France."
Mo Qi said angrily: "You are so ill and only have half a life left, yet you still want to go to France."
"Mo Qi, I must bring back a new pot of lavender before Lan Yuchi comes back."
"No, I won't let you go."
"Mo Qi, I have decided to leave. Unless you lock me up with iron chains, you can't stop me."
Mo Qi glanced at her and knew her temper, so she compromised and stopped talking.
"Mo Qi, please don't tell Ling Ang." Wang Aoshuang looked at her with pleading eyes.
Mo Qi sighed helplessly, "I just won't tell him."
Wang Aoshuang immediately raised a pale smile and said, "Thank you."
With Ling Ang's help, Wang Aoshuang quickly obtained the visa.