"I'm sorry, it's my fault for making you sad. I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Zhang Ranrou said, "I don't want to go to the hospital. I just want you to stay with me. Tingxiu, hold me, okay? Hold me. It's so hard for me to wait for you. I thought you I’ll never come back again, I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting...I...wuwuwu..."

Zhang Ranrou cried so hard that her pear blossoms were covered with rain and she was out of breath.

Shen Tingxiu felt extremely distressed, hugged her tightly, lay on the bed, and pressed her head on his chest.

"I'm sorry, Ran Rou." He kept apologizing.

Zhang Ranrou smelled a strong smell of alcohol on Shen Tingxiu's body. He seemed to have drank a lot.

"Tingxiu, when I was suffering from heart disease, I didn't even want to take medicine. I just thought, maybe I'll die."

"Ran Rou, please don't say that."

Shen Tingxiu comforted: "You are tearing out my heart when you say that. You must live well. I will find a suitable heart for you. When the time comes, you will be healthy after the surgery."

"Tingxiu." Zhang Ranrou said with tears in her eyes, "I also want to live well, so I finally chose to take medicine because I know that if I die, I will definitely bring you pain and trouble. I love you, so I don’t want to make you suffer, I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

"Ting Xiu, don't worry, I will always think about you. No matter what, you will always be the first in my heart."

Shen Tingxiu lay down and took a breath.

"Ran Rou, what should I do with you? What if I will never love you?"

"It doesn't matter, it's enough that I love you. I will give you a little bit of my love. It doesn't matter even if you don't want it. As long as you are willing to let me stay by your side to accompany you and comfort you when you are in pain, this way That's enough. There must be someone by your side to accompany you, someone who believes in you, Tingxiu, I love you..."

By the end of Zhang Ranrou's speech, she was crying and speechless.

Shen Tingxiu wiped away her tears, hugged her tightly, and said gently: "It would be nice if she was half as good as you."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Ranrou's mouth.

Finally, has this man discovered his own good?

But that woman is not half as good as herself, so why should she compare with herself?Does she deserve it?

"Tingxiu, have you been drinking?" Zhang Ranrou stroked his face distressedly, "You look so haggard. Have you not slept well these days?"

Shen Tingxiu held her hand and said, "It doesn't matter. It's over now. Xiaojin has been found. As long as she's fine."

Seeing that the man's eyes were still worried about the woman named Xiaojin, Zhang Ranrou was filled with hatred.

Tears of pain kept pouring out, and my heart was filled with unspeakable pain.

"Tingxiu, can you promise me not to let yourself suffer anymore? You are a good man and you don't deserve such treatment."

"Ran Rou, I'm not as good as you said. I'm a bad man. I've hurt many women. I've hurt my wife, I've hurt Chunya, and now I've hurt you, everyone around me. Women will be hurt by me, maybe I have been cursed, I am a bad man, I am really..."

"Stop talking." Zhang Ranrou reached out to cover her lips, "Please don't talk about yourself like that, Tingxiu, do you know? In my eyes, you are the best man. You are more honest than anyone else."

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