Chen Siyin stood at the door of Paramount.

Her luxurious and exquisite clothes were very incompatible with the coarse powdery smell here. So much so that when people passing by, they subconsciously avoided them.

The hand holding the gift box bag tightened and tightened again. Finally, he stood in front of Chu Qingwan.

The person who used to stand on the stage waiting for her to reward is now standing in front of her

"Madam, I like this gift very much. Please say thank you to the young marshal on my behalf, thank you for your love." Chu Qingwan's face was soft and her smile was gentle, but when she looked at Chen Siyin's gaze, she had a hint of sympathy and pity.

Looking at her like this, Chen Siyin just wanted to escape, but

"You have something to do," Chu Qingwan asked.

The decent and elegant smile on his face was cracking inch by inch, and the words of meditate Yin choked in his throat, embarrassing, and he quickly climbed up from the bottom of his heart

Her voice was very low, "Miss Chu, can you teach me how to sing an opera?"

"Singing an opera" Chu Qingwan was surprised.

"Yes," Chen Siyin gritted her teeth. "Zong Han said, I want to listen to my opera, so I want to learn from you."

Chu Qingwan's face was more surprised.

Her face was charming, especially under the light, her eyes were circling, and she was full of charm. She was surprised and pity,

ridicule

Chen Siyin's fingers trembled slightly.

A small face was pale and her fingertips were cold. Even her body wrapped in a fur quickly became cold.

"Okay, I will teach you what my wife wants to learn."

The night is long.

Chen Siyin and Chu Qingwan were walking, opening their mouths, practicing over and over again on the quiet and deserted platform.

The sound comes from the open space, long and long

My voice was hoarse, and layers of cold sweat appeared on my body. My cultivating Yin's little face became paler and as pale as paper

"Recalling the past, I still hate the flowers on the road as if they were brocade today."

"Bang"

A loud sound,

Chu Qingwan came back to her senses, looked back and saw the meditation incest falling on the platform.

"Madam" she was shocked.

Chen Siyin curled up on the platform, bowing into shrimps, and her thin body kept trembling. "Madam, what's wrong with you?" Chu Qingwan wanted to reach out to support her, but Chen Siyin gritted her teeth and waved her hand.

"fine."

After enduring the pain, she would pass.

The pain of bone erosion and the dense sweat on my forehead. Chu Qingwan was frightened and wanted to call someone, but she grabbed him tightly, "No, don't call someone, I'm an old problem."

After a while, Chen Siyin's body finally stopped trembling and her face improved a little.avv

"Madam, this is stomach cancer," Chu Qingwan suddenly spoke.

Meditation Yin raised her eyes.

Chu Qingwan said again, "My sister, she also has stomach cancer."

Chen Siyin's lips and teeth were bitter, and the chance of curing stomach cancer was almost zero. She nodded. Chu Qingwan started to help her up, with a complex expression in her expression, "Does he know the young man?"

"I don't know," Chen Siyin smiled.

Chu Qingwan pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to speak for a while. Yesterday, Xiao Shaoshun's disgust and dislike of Chen Siyin was naturally seen in her eyes. If he knew Chen Siyin's body would still treat her like this.

Maybe, maybe not

After all, Meditation Yin does evil deeds

In a daze, she heard Chen Siyin's words again, "I would like to ask Miss Chu to help me hide this matter, I don't want him to know."

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"Miss Chu, thank you."

Facing such a pair of begging eyes, Chu Qingwan finally nodded.

"Let's go on, Miss Chu." Chen Siyin stood up. She still remembered Xiao Zonghan's request that under such a physical condition, she would learn to sing her own opera Chu Qingwan's tone was stagnant, "Why do you have to do this?"

Chu Qingwan has seen how painful it is to suffer from advanced gastric cancer. It is because she has seen it that she doesn’t understand why Chen Siyin insists on persisting.

Tell Xiao Zonghan, isn't it good

“He likes it.”

One sentence, three words.

He liked it because of such a ridiculous and sad reason. Chen Siyin supported her seriously ill body and learned opera from her in a cold winter night in such a place.

Chu Qingwan's eyelashes moved slightly, and she could see that Chen Siyin had not had enough time.

This woman
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