"By the way, I want to tell you that the murderer of the car accident has already browed, I will wait for you to listen to it."

The gradually worse tone of "Yiyi" makes people feel frightened.

"So are you going to give up?" Ding Yiyi thought he would cry after hearing his answer, but now his eyes are dry, and the only passage of venting has disappeared.

"I like you." Ye Chuyun approached and gently embraced her into her arms, feeling the fragrance in her arms, and continued: "However, life is not all love."

"So, are you going to separate from me?" She asked trembled.

Ye Chuyun let go of her, "You don't have the one you imagined, you know, you know, I know too."

She shook her head desperately, trying to tell him that he could love him a little bit, Ye Chuyun sighed, "My mother's coronary heart disease is more serious. We plan to go to Los Angeles for treatment.

Will settle there. "

"If I say I love you than you think, will you stay?" Ding Yiyi bit his lips.

"That's my mother." Ye Chuyun sighed, everything was in the words of nothing. She knew that he loved her, but in order to filial piety, he could choose not to.

"Well, I wish you happiness." Ding Yiyi laughed, even if she had to separate, she had to be scattered.

"Thank you." Ye Chuyun nodded and turned into the ward. He leaned on the door of the ward and listened carefully without footsteps. Ding Yiyi hasn't left yet.

Surprisingly, I ca n’t add it, but I ca n’t go out.

"Thank you." The footsteps outside the door moved slightly. He heard her whisper. The man had tears and did not bounce, but he couldn't restrain the tears. After hearing that, thank you.

In the ward, Hai Qingqing and Mo Xiaojun looked silently. They knew why, just an hour ago, the doctor came to them, saying that Hai Qingqing not only had coronary heart disease, but also had congenital heart disease.

Ye Chuyun's test report showed that he also inherited congenital heart disease.

"Child, I don't agree with you two, but seeing your state now, I wonder if my decision is wrong." Hai Qingqing said sadly.

"I'm not because of your stop, nor because of my illness, nor because I don't love her, but I know that she is really not me. I hope she can find her own love, that's it." Ye Chuchu

Qing has returned to calm, my nails are deeply trapped in their palms, Ding Yiyi, you must have a happy life.

Ye Nianmo did not know how many yellow lines, how many cars over the way, and the distance that could only reach an hour was compressed to half an hour.

Xu Haosheng's car parked outside the villa, the door was open, Ye Nianmo rushed in, the living room was messy, he ran upstairs, Xu Haosheng sat on the sofa on the balcony on the second floor.

One side.

When Aoxue saw Ye Nianmo, she smiled happily at him. She did not know if she had depression, but she felt happy when she saw someone suffering from her.

How to be so depressed!

"Ao Xue, put down the knife." Ye Nianmo opened his hands and stretched out gently at her, trying to soothe her. Xu Haosheng said suddenly: "Xiaoxue, go with me, I will take you to the United States to cure the disease."
Chapter completed!