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405 Tears

"An Jingqi. If I can't wake up, you will die with me, right?"

An Jingqi suddenly grabbed Gu Junke into his arms and said softly: "You have woken up. You are still alive, so don't talk about this anymore. It is meaningless, isn't it, Junjun."

"An Jingqi, you..." Gu Junke wanted to say something but hesitated.

She wanted to say that if I die, you don't need to die with me.

She wanted to say that actually it doesn't matter to me if you don't give me these things. If I am alive, I will get them all if I want them. If I die, these things will have no meaning to me.

However, Gu Junke didn't say anything. She lay in An Jingqi's arms, listening to the strong beating of the man's heart. Suddenly she felt that it was meaningless to say anything at this moment.

Suoran looked at Gu Junke in An Jingqi's arms and said nothing.

She packed her things and was about to leave the room, but at this moment An Jingqi said: "Suoran, Zhou Ang is outside, please tell him about the burial of Junjun's mother's body."

Gu Junke suddenly trembled: "An Jingqi."

Gu Junke has not asked about her mother since she woke up. She has been avoiding talking about this matter because Xia Fangrong's matter is too sensitive. Bo Zhongjing has done so many things, but it was all for Xia Fangrong. If he knew

.Xia Fangrong’s body is still there. This will definitely lead to no peace.

Gu Junke had no choice but to let his mother live in peace after her death, so he used her mother's body as a bet.

Gu Junke's head was buried in An Jingqi's arms. She said, "No need to dye it."

Gu Junke said softly: "An Jingqi, can you do me a favor?"

"you say."

"Create my mother. She should have left this world early. She should have been freed early. She should not have died and will still be entangled and troubled by Bo Zhongjing in the future."

"You take it seriously."

"Yes. I don't want to see my mother being cremated. I always thought that my mother might still be alive. But I found that I had deceived myself like Bo Zhongjing for so many years. Some things should be settled. My mother and your mother

Things should have ended a generation ago. All this should have ended long ago. Bo Zhongjing is obsessed with this and refuses to let go. I shouldn't be like him. This is his weakness, and it should not become my weakness."

"good."

Suoran closed the door, and when she came out, Zhou Ang was leaning against the wall.

Zhou Ang's arm was seriously injured due to the infection. Now he is slowly recovering but is no longer as flexible as before.

Suoran stepped forward. She saw that Zhou Ang's arm was still bandaged and looked like he was still recovering.

She opened her mouth, but in the end nothing came out.

It was Zhou Ang who spoke first: "I'm fine and it doesn't hurt. You don't have to worry."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Zhou Ang immediately panicked: "Look, I really don't hurt you." Zhou Ang shook his arm, "It really doesn't hurt, I just can't lift heavy objects. It will recover slowly. Even if you don't believe that I should

I believe Dai Dongsheng, he is a famous doctor trained by your lady. He will definitely be able to cure me."

Suoran seemed to realize her gaffe. She quickly wiped away a tear and said, "Who is worried about you? Who is crying? Please talk to me."

"Yes, you are not worried about me, and you are not crying. So are the two people inside okay? Has your lady recovered?"
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