Liver cancer?

cancer?

Bai Qianchi was stunned and looked at a corner of the ward without moving.

After a while, Bai Qianchi burst into tears.

Cancer? It turns out that he had known his condition for a long time.

Anyone who goes abroad to recuperate is cheated on her.

I’m afraid I’d agree to attend the wedding with a bit of anger.

That time she called him, and the first thing he said was the day when the wedding countdown was.

Thinking that when he was suffering from illness, he always remembered what he promised her wedding, Bai Qianchi covered his face with both hands and cried bitterly.

Only then did I realize that his words "going after the wedding" are not going abroad at all, but leaving forever.

If he hadn't been forcing her to promise her, he would have left long ago...

He called her yesterday, trying to apologize and tell her that he could not go to her wedding?

Her heart seemed to be torn apart. This pain was not only because of Mo Shaohan's sudden death, but also caused an indescribable pain that hits the heart.

It's something particularly important like losing.

She never thought that one day she would cry so sadly because of someone who was not very close.

Even when she knew the death of her biological father Sun Hao, she didn't feel much.

But now, I cried like this because of Mo Shaohan's death.

Perhaps compared to the father whom Mo Shaohan gave her, the care of his elders is more than the ones he had never met...

After crying, Bai Qianchi left the hospital and went straight back to Mo Garden. He did not go to find Mo Li, nor did he look at Mo Shaohan's body again.

Because she was tired and cried.

She really didn't want to cry anymore. The feeling that she felt like she was about to cry out her heart and lungs was really uncomfortable.

But even though he didn't see Mo Shaohan's body, Bai Qianchi could not control his tears.

Sometimes I even look at a place and tears flow out unconsciously.

During these three days, Bai Qianchi didn't know how many tears he had shed, but only knew that Mo Shaohan's departure was far more stimulating and blow than she had imagined.

She felt so old that she felt it was strange that she couldn't understand.

Three days later—

Qingshuiju—

Today is Mo Shaohan’s memorial service.

Today's Qingshuiju is no longer as deserted as before, and there are many more men and women wearing black clothes and white breasts.

The depressed crying and choked comfort came from the mourning hall, which sounded extremely uncomfortable.

The dead coffin in the center of the mourning hall made the entire mourning hall fall into a sad atmosphere.

"A bow"

"Two bows"

"Three bows"

"Family Reply."

Tang Moyun straightened up and was supported by Phyllia to Moli, who was wearing black clothes and said nothing.

Mo Li held Mo Shaohan's black and white photo frame in his hand and bent his waist slightly towards the Tang family mother and daughter.

"Young Master Mo, no one can be resurrected after death, I hope you will be sad." Tang Moyun's voice was a little choked.

This sudden bad news made her unbelievable.

She couldn't see it, but she felt the depressing atmosphere around her more clearly than anyone else, which made her even more worried about Tang Qixie, who was fighting alone in D-country.

Mo Li didn't reply, or even responded. From beginning to end, he remained silent and calm.

Not even a single drop of tears fell.

But no one can tell that his red, swollen and haggard face was not that he was not crying, but that he just didn't want to cry in front of others.

Or, he may not be able to cry anymore...
Chapter completed!