"Gao Shenran" he solemnly called her name to say that Lin Tingfei is dead and she should be stronger and live well, because that is the real wish of the deceased.

But in her eyes, she was desperate, and her sadness and fear made it impossible for him to say such polite and sincere words without truth.
So he suddenly spread his arms tightly to protect her in his chest, but it was enough to hold up her head and collapse half the sky.
"Don’t be afraid of me. I’m here."
Gao Shenran’s whole little face pressed against his solid chest, and her steady heartbeat seemed to make her calm for a short time. Her hands naturally fell on his strong lower back and stopped for a short rest.
"Meng Qingzhuo, don’t talk like that, as if my mother had died and abandoned me. Will she be unhappy and I won’t listen?"
It’s true that in just ten seconds, the original Meng Qingzhuo has been lightly relieved, and Gao Shenran has accepted the reality, but suddenly she pushed him back.
"Aunt Gao Shenran is really"
In Gao Shenran’s instant, his eyes turned gloomy. Even if Lin Tingfei was dead, Meng Qingzhuo could no longer speak frankly.
Some pains can’t be felt by yourself, and some injuries must be washed in the long river of time before they can heal.
For him, he can’t even encourage others, which seems to force her to vibrate as soon as possible.
"Xiao Ran"
Wang Yuehuan came running from the building, and his forehead sweat was shining in the sun, showing a gloomy chill in such an environment.
Step by step, she walked up to Gao Shenran and Wu Sen called her. She refused to believe it and called him a psychopath. She cursed others for talking nonsense and was not afraid of being struck by lightning.
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Usual indifference from Wu Sen, he sounds a little childish and broken, like saying, "Believe it or not, it’s up to you whether my words come or not."
Wang Yuehuan scolds Wu Sen as a way to comfort herself. She doesn’t believe that her third aunt will die, and suddenly flashes in her mind. The first three aunts send her a short message, and a pair of beautiful arch eyebrows clench their hands into fists to reject hearing and rejecting seeing each other. But if even she has to shrink her head and pretend that she can’t hear it, what about Xiao Ran?
Wang Yuehuan didn’t dare to think twice about changing shoes at the door of the flower watering nozzle greenhouse and ran outside.
She doesn’t often go to Ning’s house, and it’s far from the bus stop. She has to bend over again and run to the living room for help.
On this day, Ning Tian Nuo just didn’t go to the company to rest at home to see her anxious, sweating and controlling all the calmness, so that he took one more look at her and speculated what had happened. When she came over, she pulled him up by the arm.
"Go, go, take me to the hospital. Come on, come on."
Together with Wang Yuehuan, there is Ning Tiannuo, and Wang Yuehuan has become more and more pleasing to the eye recently. He is in a good mood, gentle and neutralized his eyebrows and eyes. Seeing that the hospital bed has no life breath, Lin Tingfei leveled his face and moved slightly.
"Little Ran, I’m coming."
Wang Yuehuan reached out and hugged Gao Shenran, patting her tight and stiff back. "I’m here for you and I’m here."
Hidden in the depths of the eye socket, the sky is shining, the tears are moist, the morning rain pours out, Gao Shenran presses a pale face into Wang Yuehuan’s shoulder, silently enduring and suppressing with tears.
In this way, she makes Wang Yuehuan more and more sad. At this moment, she really blames Lin Tingfei for her from ruin many years ago. She can understand that she has her own sufferings. But this time, she just gives up her loneliness and loves her more than herself. Who can she be worthy of because she has paid so many daughters for her illness?
She thinks too highly of her feelings and is too persistent with men. Even if she hits the south wall, she won’t look back. She is not suitable for being a mother, let alone having children, and she is a sensible daughter like Xiao Ran.
Gao Shenran wiped her tears, but the sadness in her heart didn’t decrease much. Until a long time, she still couldn’t believe that her mother had really left her again.
"I’m sorry for your loss. According to the rules, we’re sending the patient away."
After the car accident, Lin Tingfei died on the spot, and there was no chance of rescue. It is reasonable to say that she should be sent directly to Taiping, but Liu Jingjing stopped and said nothing. She said that it was too cruel to let Gao Shen Ran go there to see her mother for the last time. Even if the head nurse made cruel remarks, she insisted that Lin Tingfei return to this ward for several months.
Even though Gao Shenran has recovered, this kind of thing in where will you go is not a reality. It will be accepted soon after one or two words.
She fell to the floor, bit her lip, and clasped her hands tightly on the edge of the hospital bed. Although she could not bear to part with friendship, anyone would be sad to see it.
Wang Yuehuan told herself that pulling Gao Shenran up can’t keep her immersed in grief. Now that things have happened, we have no choice but to accept the fact that we are small and human.
But what can she do? She can’t help it. Tears fall like a rainstorm, and she can hardly control her emotions.
Ning Tiannuo is usually so cold and alone. Many years ago, he saw Wang Yuehuan grieve. When her mother passed away, she probably felt that she had gone to another world because she was suffering from illness and pain. Maybe she stayed close to her mother’s bed for a long time, and her heart was prepared for the worst. Her grief was far less severe that year.
Ning Tiannuo’s cold heart softened and softened in her tears.
He stretched out his hand and pressed her head against his shoulder, fumbling and comforting words. He never said them, but at this time, one arm bent and one can dock in the harbor. For Wang Yuehuan, tears have been enough to wet his clothes. She really feels sorry for Xiao Ran. She has suffered all her experiences.
Sometimes Wang Yuehuan thinks that compared with her own life, Gao Shenran’s efforts and efforts are far more wonderful than her own, but the result is not much better than her.
How can she not feel bad if she is so strong, kind and beautiful? If she can control her emotions well, she really can’t help it.
When calculating, Wu Sen speculated that Wang Yuehuan should come, and he didn’t know when to say when people had reached the door.
What he saw with his own eyes was that Wang Yuehuan was leaning on Ning Tiannuo’s shoulder and crying, and he could no longer see people and things.
Pale and clean hands, fists, nails buckled into palms, cold eyes, and many unspeakable rage, he resolutely turned and left this place.
Gao Shenran fell to the ground in the end of summer, and the floor tiles in Shang Gao Tianer were surprisingly cold. The total guilt and shade made her feel like she was in icehouse, sending out cold air fields and spilling some to everyone present.
Liu Jingjing is also sad. She is the only one in the hospital who has gone through the whole process with Gao Shenran since Lin Tingfei’s disease was diagnosed. During the medical staff period, Gao Shenran worried, feared and struggled to face Lin Tingfei’s checklist. Every improvement was too much joy. She saw it with her own eyes, but she felt pain. She thought it should be far less than one thousandth of Gao Shenran at this moment.
Like Wang Yuehuan, she experienced the same death, except for her regret for Lin Tingfei’s life and death. In fact, she was filled with love for Gao Shenran.
She stretched out her hand to help him up, and it was cold. She couldn’t bear to watch his heart suffer, and if he got sick again, it would be more painful and more difficult.
But in the end, she didn’t meet Gao Shenran’s skirt, because there was a person who moved faster than her. It was Meng Qingzhuo. His strong arms firmly held Gao Shenran’s thin body and gave her strength, so that she would always have a sweet aftertaste in her thin and hard four years in the future.
"Don’t be afraid of me," he said softly.
Liujingjing withdrew her arms and her eyes were hazy.
Lin Tingfei was sent to Taiping. Suddenly, Gao Shenran was deeply hit and frustrated, and his brain could hardly function normally until Meng Qingzhuo started the cemetery and cremation. Finally, he asked if Gao Shenle was the last time of his mother if he was not informed.
Gao Shenran was sitting in a chair outside the morgue, and she was all pumped up. She curled up her knees and huddled up until Meng Qinglong woke her up. She should inform Gao Shenle that she seemed to be distracted, but her mobile phone was gone and her mind was full of white. She couldn’t remember anything. She didn’t know if she should contact Gao Shenle.
Meng Qinglong’s heart crossed with deep love, and he sat next to her, and his palm rested on her forehead. He took pity on her hair and arranged her messy collar.
"If you are still at ease with me, leave all these things to me, will you?"
Gao Shenran always looked at Meng Qinglong’s serious and solemn face with beautiful eyes, and it seemed that he really understood his meaning for a long time.
In a fist, the fingertips of both hands pinched out the crescent shape in the palm of her hand. She suddenly lifted it up and clasped his wrist and said, "Meng Qinglong, thank you."
The voice is hoarse and light as catkins, as if it leaks into the corridor through the window. If you don’t feel it carefully, you can’t capture its presence and goodwill.