Zhao Siqing gently tugged at her Pale Lips and raised her hand with difficulty to gently caress his cheek.
She did not know if she would die. The only thing she could promise was that she would try her best to live.
But what If.. What if she really could not compete with fate.
"Huo... Huo Jingchen, what if... what if I really... " Zhao Siqing said softly, trying to say something.
"there's No 'what if' , there's no 'what if' . I won't allow 'what if' ! " Huo Jingchen growled in a low voice. The tears that rolled down from the corners of his eyes left two clear marks on his handsome face that had been blackened by gunpowder. It was comical but also heartbreaking.
He did not want her to say it, but Zhao Siqing still insisted on saying it.
She looked at his eyes with a hint of pleading and said softly, "If... if I really die, you have to promise me... "
Huo Jingchen's lips trembled slightly. He shook his head and sobbed, "I won't promise. If you die, I woN'T PROMISE ANYTHING! "
Zhao Siqing tried her best to smile at him, but she still insisted, "you have to... promise me that you have to live well... live on. You have to work hard to be happy, happy, and smile every day... "
"If... you can, then... forget about me... "
Her voice became softer and softer, causing Huo Jingchen to panic for no reason.
It was as if he had heard a joke, and he lay on top of her with tears streaming down his face.
Forget about her?
Hehe, if he could forget about her, why would he suffer for so many years? If he could forget about her, why would he become a lunatic.
The corners of Huo Jingchen's eyes were bloodshot. He looked up at Zhao Siqing and gradually calmed down.
He looked at her and said softly, "If you die, I will go with you. When we are both dead, we will be buried together. If there is an afterlife, I will continue to Pester you, annoy you, annoy you, and make you unable to get rid of me no matter how hard I try... ''
Zhao Siqing had been holding back her tears, but they finally rolled down uncontrollably.
Her Vision started to turn black, and her consciousness gradually faded.
Zhao Siqing thought that she actually had a lot of things she wanted to say, but she did not seem to have any strength left.
She also wanted to tell him not to lose his temper all the time and not to use drugs recklessly.
She also wanted to tell him not to race cars all the time and not to drink too much and take drugs... ...
If he had insomnia, he had to remember to see a doctor or ask Tang Qi to help massage him for a while.
Also, he had to take good care of their Huo Baiwan. He had to remember to prepare cat food for him and change his cat litter. He had to not dislike him.
They also needed his help to take care of Yang Jingqiu and Yan Cheng.
And how was Yanran. ...
Zhao Siqing had a lot of things to say, but in the end, she could not say anything.
Soon, the group of people were sent to the hospital. Zhao Siqing was recommended to the operating theater at once.
Gu Shiyu also fainted because he lost too much blood and was sent to the operating theater for treatment.
Mrs. Gu was in the best condition because Mr. Gu was protecting her. However, Mr. Gu had many injuries on his body and his condition was unknown.
Although Jiang Jingming's face was covered in dirt, he was probably lucky. Although his body was also stained with a lot of blood, most of the injuries were superficial. After helping Mrs. Gu Hurriedly Send Gu Shiyu and Mr. Gu into the operating theater, he turned around to look for Huo Jingchen without touching the ground.
Huo Jingchen stood outside the operating theater's door. His hands and feet were cold. He stared blankly at the tightly shut door of the operating theater, and his mind went blank.
He did not dare to think. He did not dare to think that if something really happened to her... ...
The image of her dying in his arms in his previous life appeared in his mind again. Huo Jingchen's face was Pale, and he had an indescribable fear.