[69 Book Bar-www.] As soon as the phone was cut off, the silence inside and outside the house was like a lake in the mountains.

The phone slid down Qingwu's trembling, sweaty palm to the floor, rolled a few times, and slowly stopped.

Qingwu knew it was wrong to think so, but the moment she heard He Yi's words, all the burdens on her body disappeared in that moment, relaxed, let go, gone.

All that was left was a deep breath, like the rest of the life after a disaster.

She didn't have time to think about anything. She only knew that Ayan would be fine and nothing would happen to her.

At that moment, she admitted that she had forgotten Jiang Henhan.

So many days and nights in the future, when she thought about her complicated feelings at that time, she would unconsciously start to repent and feel guilty. There are absolutely thousands of ways that a man like Jiang Henhan could do such a thing.

He seems to be born to be a fool who cares about other people's lives. In the end, he fulfilled her and Ayan in this heartbreaking and irresistible way.

Through a wooden door, I could hear his breathing inside, which was wet with sweat or tears.

Qingwu wasn't in a hurry anymore, she just waited patiently for the man who was stuck in the house to come out.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, Ling Yansen came out. The darkness all over his body made his outline look strangely pale, like the dark wind in the ghost of the castle, blowing on Qingwu's forehead, making her feel deeply chilled.

And Duoduo was already in her arms, crying until she fell asleep.

She ignored him and clenched his lukewarm hand angrily. She stood up with great effort, then looked at him coldly and pushed Duoduo into his arms.

"You love your son so much and have never wanted to harm him, but today you cruelly made him cry for so long. Ling Yansen, please remember your confusion today!"

After saying that, Qingwu supported the stairs and turned around. Her body was like a death row prisoner being dragged to the execution ground. Her whole body was weak and more like a scarecrow, dragging on the ground, leaving broken knuckles as a memorial.

After going down the stairs, I saw that the man upstairs was still the same, standing there blankly with an expressionless face but complicated eyes.

Qing Wu was so angry that she raised her head and shouted in an unladylike manner, "As Jiang Henhan's friend, I have to care about his whereabouts now! Aren't you sincerely thinking of dedicating your heart to him? Ling Yansen

, come down here! From now on, follow me every step of the way, and you can go wherever I go!"

After shouting in a bright and clear voice, Qingwu turned around and continued walking forward, but her tears stopped flowing. She was so powerless, so worried, so desperate. This man, this man who was even more fragile than her, was so vulnerable.

She doesn't know whether she will have suicidal tendencies, so she can only do this. She has too many things to worry about, a lot of things she has to take care of, and she has to worry about Jiang Henhan, but this bastard is here looking at himself and feeling sorry for himself.

Just give up!

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When Qing Wu and Ling Yansen rushed to the hospital and rushed into Jiang Henhan's ward, as expected, the ward was already empty. The instruments beside the bed were no longer ticking. The bedding on the bed was neatly spread and folded into specially designed

Tofu cubes like those you trained on.

On the side of the bed near the window, He Yi collapsed on the ground, clinging to the edge of the bed, as if clinging to the lingering scent of Jiang Henhan, crying heartbrokenly, looking at the room with empty eyes.

Qing Wu and Ling Yansen are dark and dull, with wrinkled faces, messy hair, stained with tears, and swaying in the wind and rain.

Qing Wu felt very distressed when she saw this. He Yi's image as a mother had always been tenacious. She acted like a human being in front of Ling Yansen, but she was a great mother in front of Jiang Henhan.

Even if she did everything wrong, there was nothing wrong with her loving Jiang Henhan.

Qingwu walked over, hugged the frail He Yi, and gently comforted, "Auntie, don't cry, Henhan is not a child, he made this decision..."

He Yi threw herself on Qingwu's shoulder with a cry, her tears broke, and she murmured boringly over and over again, "I forced Xiaohan away. I hurt him. I hurt my Xiaohan! My love.

Let him suffocate and make him unable to accept it! It was all me who caused him harm! He must have become suspicious, because yesterday I suddenly told him that I agreed with his decision and agreed with the doctor to treat the rejected and failing heart in his body.

The heart was taken out because of you!"

He Yi suddenly stood up, pointed at Ling Yansen in despair, and burst into tears, "Because you contacted me and said that you would give your heart to Xiaohan today, so I thought that since the matter is settled, it would not be a bad idea for Xiaohan to take out the heart. This way

The organs in his body will not fail faster. Xiaohan is so smart, he must know it, he must have guessed the clues. He knows that I have made up my mind, and I will not listen to anything he says, so just use...

Use...wuwu...punish me in this way! Yes, I deserve to be punished by God. There is probably no mother in the world who can be as heartless as me, but Xiaohan is about to die, what can I do?

I can only be forced to choose. I don’t want to lose Xiaohan. I love him so much that I can’t imagine my life without him. I know I’m making a mistake. I can’t close my eyes these days.

I will be condemned by my conscience, I will cry non-stop, and I will have nightmares, dreaming that you, Ling Yansen, turn into a ghost, just like the heart I want for you! Xiaohan has always been very indulgent to me, he understands me, but he

But he was very angry at my behavior, Xiao Duan, do you know? Xiao Han has been like this since he was a child. Even if he knows that I have done something wrong, he cannot bear to say a word to me. He knows that it is not easy for me, so he will

Trying his best to let me know that I was wrong! Now I know, but he is gone! My Xiaohan, you only have ten days to live, where are you? You can't leave the hospital now, do you know? Where are you?

Where! Didn’t you even let your mother stay with you for the last ten days? Why are you so cruel..."

"Didn't Jiang Henhan leave a few words?"

Ling Yansen was calm enough and asked He Yi expressionlessly.

He Yi's red and swollen eyes wandered around the bed. Suddenly, she leaned over and turned over the pillow. She didn't see any paper. She spread the quilt that Jiang Henhan had folded. Sure enough, in the center of the quilt, two

The pieces of paper are neatly folded together.

He Yi cried hard, wiped the tears on her face, picked it up and looked at it, "This is for you."

Qing Wu took it and walked to Ling Yansen. There were only a few lines of words on the paper, and black ink outlined George Han's last kindness and honesty one stroke at a time:

Qingwu, I know what my mother is going to do, but I don’t understand why Ling Yansen has become so ridiculous, but his character is like this, it is easy to give up. I will not take his heart, I Jiang Hen

Even if Han is dead, he will still be a man of iron bones. Our Jiang family already owes Ling Yansen too much. If we ask for more, we will really not be considered as individuals. If I leave, it is not necessarily death. Death is not terrible. I

As early as the day I was diagnosed with heart disease, I was prepared to die suddenly one day. The only regret is probably the extravagant hope in my heart. I once hoped to bring you happiness, especially after seeing

This thought was especially strong when Ling Yansen caused irreparable harm to you, but there is only so much a dying person can do. You and Ling Yansen both have to promise me, even because I am a dying person.

Go on, you and him have a good life. The days are still long, so don’t bother anymore. You are not young anymore and you can’t afford to bother. Besides, Duoduo is so cute. Can you bear to let him live in a single-parent family? Don’t be stupid, you are here

In my eyes, we are destined to be together, a pair for life. If you think about me, you will know that what you have is enough, you just need to know how to cherish it. I don’t even know where I am going, the police

The anti-reconnaissance capability is very strong, so no matter how powerful Ling Yansen is, he still cannot find me. There is no need to discuss the issue of whether I can survive. I believe that the three of us are already prepared.

Ling Yansen, you must have been beside Qing Wu when you read this letter. So, I apologize, for the sake of our blood mother. Maybe she is an extremely bad existence to you, but in my heart, she is a great person.

Mother, because I love her so much, I chose to leave when faced with her mistakes. My leaving is the best way to solve this matter. Ling Yansen, if Awu who loves you well is a man, just

Don't let her get hurt again, otherwise I won't stop spitting on you even in the grave. If you really want to do something for me, just share my share and live a good life.

After reading it, Qingwu burst into tears.

And Ling Yansen was filled with emotions for a moment. Everything revealed between the lines was Jiang Henhan's last concern for him as a blood brother. He couldn't refuse this unfamiliar concern with a decisive meaning.

He gently hugged the tearful Qingwu.

Looking across the bed at the heartbroken He Yi who was crying heartbrokenly, the hatred and resentment, unwillingness and sadness in her heart, to be honest, at this time, no longer seemed so important.

Jiang Henhan's self-departure made Ling Yansen feel that the world was not as dark as he imagined. Jiang Henhan used practical actions to tell him that there might really be some connections in this world regarding blood ties.

He was ripped apart by his biological mother, but was redeemed by his biological brother with his life. In a sense, Jiang Henhan's behavior was the same as that of his eldest brother Xu Tianjue.

Perhaps, he is not the unluckiest one.

Qing Wu and Ling Yansen stood for a long time without speaking. The ward was still the same, with plain gauze curtains floating in the gentle breeze, just like Jiang Henhan's gentle but resolute smile, with a sense of righteousness.

And honest.

silence.

Condolences.

They all know that this farewell may really become an eternal farewell. Apart from crying and silence, there is no better interpretation of Jiang Henhan's longing.
Chapter completed!