you are my white moonlight

Jane Youqing waited for a long time.

His hands were frozen and shivering from the cold, but the door was never opened.

Not even a nurse in or out.

The strong sense of guilt was about to overwhelm her, accompanied by those words, He Qingfeng pointed at her nose and scolded, and was blamed by countless so-called relatives at her adoptive father's funeral.

"The lone star of the evil spirit", "the broom star", "unlucky girl", "nothing good will happen near her"...

"You should have thrown away this child long ago. Old Jane was killed by her."

"Why aren't you the one who died! You give back my Ziji, you give back my child..."

"Jian Youqing, you'd better stay away from our whole family. If I were you, I would have hid in the deep mountains and old forests, so as not to come out and harm others! Broom star!"

"..."

Jian Youqing bit her lower lip tightly, not even noticing when it was bleeding, her pale lips were stained with blood.

She didn't speak, just curled up in the wheelchair, her trembling increased.

Suddenly, with one hand on her shoulder, Jian Youqing almost fell off the wheelchair, her face turned pale and frightened, Shao Tingchen was startled and hurried to comfort her.

"Hush—calm down, Youqing, it's me..."

With her long arms around Jian Youqing, she opened her eyes wide in fear, her breathing was short of breath, and she gradually calmed down, turning her eyes to stare at the direction of the operating room.

Shao Tingchen followed her line of sight, his heart was suffocated, and his breathing became difficult.

He stood up, took off his coat, covered Jane Youqing's shoulders, and wrapped her hands tightly with his big palms to keep her warm.

Jane Youqing's hands were still shaking.

Her eyelids were half down, she didn't cry, she just trembled, the blood on her lips dried up, and the wound was shocking.

The creases between Shao Tingchen's eyebrows were extremely deep, and endless anger was burning in his heart. He wanted to rush into the operating room to stop everyone from working, and Lu Yan died.

But he can't.

The so-called destiny has put so much pressure on Jian Youqing, but anyone who gets close to her will be killed or die.

What he killed was not a potential rival in love, but all of Jian Youqing's hopes for life.

She can't have an accident.

Her long arms hugged her tightly, and Jian Youqing buried her face in Shao Tingchen's shoulder. Her breathing was weak, as if she would disappear into this world at any moment.

Shao Tingchen wished to rub her into his flesh and blood, watering her with blood to increase her vitality, he was also guilty and wished he could die to apologize, so he kissed her forehead with his thin lips, "I'm sorry..."

He is late.

Again.

Jian Youqing stopped trembling suddenly, and Shao Tingchen paused, "Did you find me not long after I was injured?"

"I should have come back to you before this happened. I was late." Shao Tingchen's voice was soft.

Jian Youqing: "Why is it such a coincidence, you showed up just after I was injured, if you had come 2 minutes earlier, you might have saved both of us."

It was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Shao Tingchen could hardly believe his ears.

His arms loosened, and he pulled Jian Youqing away from his arms. He squatted down and looked at her at the same level, his injured eyes were full of disbelief, "Youqing, do you doubt me?"

Jian Youqing still bit her lips tightly and did not speak, staring blankly at Shao Tingchen, the silence was enough to make his heart die.

"Oh." Shao Tingchen stood up, almost losing his mind, looked down at Jian Youqing and sneered, "Do you think he is so difficult to deal with, and he is worth all my attention?"

Jane Youqing looked up at him.

"Killing him, Lu Yan, is easier for me than crushing an ant." Shao Tingchen pulled out the gun from his waist and loaded it, "I can kill him now."