My Fairy Fiancee

The medical staff all knew the man lying on the ice coffin. No one knew what he had been through, and no one knew how much he loved the woman lying in the ice coffin.

Anyway, in their eyes, the woman in the ice coffin was half his life.

After a long time, Zhao Yi came to his senses. He took off his coat and handed it to the nurse, and thanked him.

After the nurse took the coat, she suddenly remembered that there were some things she should tell him: "Mr. Zhao, your mother learned about Miss Ai Lian's situation and was in a coma in the hospital yesterday. She hasn't woken up yet. Would you like to go and see her?"

Zhao Yi shook his head dejectedly: "There are many people around her who take care of her." Then he looked at Ai Lian again: "But she doesn't."

"..."

"Can you leave a phone number?" Zhao Yi asked her.

"Ah?" The nurse was stunned.

"The money for the ice coffin will be returned to you soon." Zhao Yi said.

"So that's how it is...Okay, I'll save it for you."

"My phone is broken, so I don't have it now."

"Well, my phone number is 1248xxxx..., my name is Liu Kui, you can call me Xiao Kui."

"Well, I've got it. If possible, can you do me another favor?"

"Go ahead."

"Help me get a car that can carry goods, go..."

"Okay."

After that, the nurse named Xiao Kui started to help him get a taxi on her phone, while Zhao Yi was pushing the ice coffin alone to leave the hospital. Seeing that he had little strength, several doctors around him immediately went to help.

When they helped Zhao Yi push the ice coffin to the door of the hospital, they also helped Zhao Yi lift the beloved body up.

The driver, of course, recognized Zhao Yi, and was startled the moment Zhao Yi got on the car. He wanted to talk to him, but found that Zhao Yi looked depressed. After a few simple words, he found that Zhao Yi was in a very low mood and didn't say much, so he didn't talk to him again.

When the driver sent Zhao Yi to his destination, he found that it was actually an old street with tiny stinky ditches on the ground, and in an alley, there was a small dark room.

Zhao Yi just got off the car and started to walk to the back of the truck, but found that he couldn't lift the ice coffin, so he had to ask the driver for help.

"Sorry, please help me."

When the driver heard that he had something to trouble him, he immediately ran up and said with a smile: "It's my honor to help you, why are you sorry."

As a result, when unloading the goods, he found that things didn't seem so simple. The next cargo was a corpse in an ice coffin.

Most people would be scared when seeing a corpse, and so would the driver, but he suddenly thought of yesterday's news and realized that the girl in the ice coffin seemed to be very important to Zhao Yi.

The coffin was carried into the small dark room by the driver. Zhao Yi sat at the head of the bed where he hadn't been for a long time and found that the bank card that Song Lao gave him and his song books were still there. In addition, there were many other things inside.

For example, the failed works saved from practicing runes, the songs played by Yu Xi, and the "Tian Xiang" and "Piao Miao" he copied...

These papers were stacked one by one, directly raising Zhao Yi's bed by about ten centimeters.

He had always been expressionless, but when he saw these things under the bed, his expression suddenly changed slightly. He moved the ice coffin containing Ai Lian to a slightly vacant place, and then began to pull out all the things under the bed.

He left the things given by Song Lao and the book he picked up. In addition, all other things were packed into several bags.

Now he has no spiritual energy, just an ordinary person, with very little strength, even dragging a few garbage bags filled with papers is a bit difficult.

But he still threw all these things into the nearby garbage dump with great difficulty.

When he came back, he panted and lay on the ice coffin, looking at the quiet Ai Lian inside, and the whole person was still again.

At this moment, he suddenly found that his life had no meaning.

The motivation to live was given by Yuxi, but he has returned it all to her. These things no longer exist. No matter how many times Yuxi has saved him or helped him, they have all vanished.

But Ailian is different. She is exactly the opposite. She only owes Zhao Yi what he owes, and Zhao Yi has no way to make up for it. Zhao Yi even feels that he can't repay her feelings in his entire life.

She is a girl who treats him very well. She has never hurt him, but has only been hurt by him.

And even if she has been hurt by him so many times, as long as he coaxes her a little, she will turn back into the silly girl who is willing to be hurt by him.

At this moment, Zhao Yi only feels that it is his greatest luck to meet her in this life, and it is her greatest misfortune to meet him in this life.

Zhao Yi, who was lying on the ice coffin, looked at Ailian for a long time, and his heart was dead. Suddenly, he picked up the sharp steel sheet on the desk, looked at his wrist, and said lightly: "I will go with you."

Then, he took the bank card that Song Lao gave him, put the nurse's mobile phone number in front of it, and left a note.

He promised to pay her back, even though it might be a little later and he might pay a lot more... In fact, it doesn't matter.

The steel was very sharp, and he cut his wrist directly. The next moment, blood flowed all over his arms.

He threw away the steel sheet in his hand, put one hand on the loving ice coffin, bent his legs and sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for death to come.

"If there is another next life... I must find you as soon as possible..."