I realized that I was really drifting away from him, and I might never be able to return to their original appearance. Zheng Ling's heart is aching and tightly pulling up.

"I want a glass of water." She said to the nurse.

The nurse poured her a glass of water. She gulped down the water.

Warm water, it seems, can not warm her cold heart.

It used to be pain and struggle, but now she knows that those are not as desperate as death in the heart.

She lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Think of my whole life, almost all around the war. The meaning of living all his life is for him, but now, they seem to be drawing a rest.

Zheng Ling didn't realize that her mood was getting lower and lower, and she let it cover her. She became more and more sad and desperate.

She even began to think wildly...

in the past, brother Jue would accompany her when she was ill.

But now she really needs him, but he doesn't come to accompany her. Did he just see her face and find her ugly, so he abandoned her?

It must be that way.

Because he's always been a perfectionist.

Zheng Ling touched her skinny body, she began to hate her sick body.

Subconsciously complain about it, because it is not beautiful enough, so there is no charm to keep brother baron.

But in a daze, she felt that she should not belittle herself so much. If love even this test can not stand, then such love is not worth nostalgia?

Her consciousness in the rational and confused repeatedly switch, such tangled contradictions make consciousness weak, fragile she almost collapse.

At last, she had a terrible thought: death.

Only by death can she be liberated.

Thinking of death, Zheng Ling suddenly no longer contradicts, confuses and tangles.

As long as you can die.

Suddenly she got up from the bed and ran to the window.

The slender body, like a ghost.

Fortunately, the nurse had been prepared in mind, and she was hugged tightly when she saw this scene.

"What are you going to do, madam?"

"You let me go. Let me go. I beg you, you let me go. "

That night, Lord Zhan actually slept in Huanya's office, sleeping very shallow. As if sleeping, close your eyes, but the brain is clearly tight. Conscious.

Hearing the rapid ringing of his mobile phone, he almost immediately sat up. Seeing that the caller ID is the number of the inpatient department of Huanya, my heart immediately hung up.

"Hello."

"Master Zhan, my wife is in a bad state of mind. Come here quickly."

Lord Zhan almost ran away from the door.

A few minutes later, I came to the inpatient department of Huanya hospital.

Straight to Zheng Ling's ward. Just arrived at the door, I saw several nurses in the ward tightly pulling Zheng Ling. Zheng Ling didn't know where the strength came from. He was so tired that he had to run out with sweat.

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