C476 The One Who Makes People's Hearts Ache

I know very well who Doulinger is. Depression is not cancer. But her mother won't accept it. Even if she gets married in the future, You don't want an essence... Even if I appeared in the form of the Bull Demon King, I know Deng Yujin loves me, but I can't make him feel awkward. I can't let him suffer a little, because I love him more than I love myself. "

When Ye Yuni said this, Ann Qianxi did not know what to say.

At this time, it was still okay. Ye Yuni's depression had not developed to the point of wanting to commit suicide. Now her ice poison started to spread, just like how it was just a small acne in the past.

Now it had spread all over her body and even some parts of her arms that could not be seen. This was really too much of a mental breakdown. But now that she was working, she still wanted to wait a few more days.

After these few days passed, she would go to the hospital and treat her again. Ye Yuni was currently thinking this kind of thing. But what was clear was that she was already almost at the point of incurable illness.

What could she do? Depression was an emotional illness. It could be cured or it could relapse. Everything had to depend on one's own adjustment.

She weighed herself before. In the past, she weighed 100 pounds. Now, in less than a month, she had lost 10 pounds. There were also some pimples on her body that even she was not very clear about.

Her resistance was also dropping. She did not want to tell others that she did not want others to treat her as a sickly person. In the past, she did not want others to treat her as a sickly person. Ye Yuni's health was pretty good. She did not know what had happened recently.

What was worse and worse? She did not sleep well and could not eat anything. Her weight was dropping drastically.

There were also a bunch of financial problems. If there are no financial loopholes, then the consequences are money.

If they could sleep comfortably in bed now and get up early tomorrow morning, how good would that be?

But she couldn't. The things in her hands made her unable to sleep in peace.

The light shone on the room. Ann Qianxi sat on the sofa and read a novel. When there was nothing to do, Ann Qianxi liked to read novels on the sofa and play a soothing piece of music.

In the past, when reading a novel was not a job, she always had a relaxed mood. Now, whenever she read a novel, she would subconsciously remember the plot, sentences, and sentences. Sometimes, her mind was not very bright. Fortunately, the magazine published only a part of the novel and not all of it.

Chi Shaojun was beside Ann Qianxi. He gently stroked her long hair that was like a waterfall. He whispered in her ear, "Qianxi, how about we move to Northern Europe?"

"Why do you want to go there?" She turned around and put down the novel on her knees. She looked into Chi Shaojun's eyes and asked softly.

"There are fewer people. Be quiet." He leaned over and put his arm around Ann Qianxi's shoulder. "The air is good. You might like it."

"But the people I love are all here. I don't really want to go." Ann Qianxi went into Chi Shaojun's arms. "If I go, what will happen to Ye Yuni? She needs people now."

Chi Shaojun gently kissed Ann Qianxi's forehead. His expression was like a lost golden retriever dog, "But I also need you. I don't want to see you work so hard."

"I won't give up on my good sisters, you know."

Chi Shaojun handed her a pillow and looked at her with an ambiguous smile. He lifted her little head and kissed her deeply. His voice was a little soft and muffled, "You know I can't leave you. So whatever you suggest now, I will do as you say, you little rascal."

Ann Qianxi smiled gently. "You don't want to accept it?"

No, Qianxi, no, not at all. " I owe you too much. You can ask me for it now. "

"Then you won't pursue the matter of my father?"

"There isn't enough kindness and resentment to stop us." Chi Shaojun sighed. "I really don't want to care anymore." He stared at her for a long time. "I don't want you to make things difficult for me. I just want to be with you."

Ann Qianxi's eyes reflected Chi Shaojun. She was in his arms. She looked up at him for a few seconds and then pressed her soft lips to him.

Ann Qianxi seemed to remember something. After kissing Chi Shaojun lightly, she slowly sat up and said to Chi Shaojun, "So after the purchase, our marriage is not considered an agreement?"

Chi Shaojun's face that was still warm just now had a slight change.

Ann Qianxi thought that she had seen such a look in her father's ward before. At that time, her father had heard that her marriage was an agreement with Chi Shaojun. His expression was not good.

It could be said that he was embarrassed. At that time, he was drinking tea in the ward. The winter sun shone on his face, making his face pale and powerless.

Sometimes, she looked at her father as if he was enduring. Sometimes, he could not hold on any longer, but sometimes he could do something.

This was how everyone's lives came to be. The only thing that could be done was to talk about the interests of the group and the marriage of their children.

Ann Qianxi remembered that her father's expression was not good. He had always thought that Ann Qianxi and Chi Shaojun were together, all the way until his death.

She remembered that day when her father's hand that held the teacup shook, a drop of water splashed on the back of his hand. It was a slight pain. Ann Qianxi's father put down the teacup. His voice was unusually calm. "You want to be with Chi Shaojun again? You can be with anyone, but you can't be with him!"

Her father's words could not be disobeyed. Ever since Ann Qianxi remembered things, her father's image had always been dignified. She had listened to her father's words since she was young and did not have any intention of disobeying him.

But this time, only this time, she did not listen to her father's words.

She remembered that at that time, there was no one in the ward at all. There was only the sound of the air conditioner above her head. It sounded very obvious, and there was also the sound of people's breathing, which was slightly heavy.

"I'm old. I can't care about you anymore." Ann Qianxi remembered that there was a trace of helplessness in her father's eyes. "Qianxi, are you sure you like Chi Shaojun Ma so much? I came from your age too. Perhaps what you think you like is not really like..."

"What I mean is... how much of the impulse is from your young age? ... Men and women are in love. " There are also girls who are easily at a disadvantage. You love fantasy, you love to imagine all the facts very well and often neglect reality. "

Ann Qianxi's father's words were very right. It was just that at that time Ann Qianxi was the same as many other girls. Even if it was love, even if it was said that falling in love was a romantic affair.

But she was a person with flesh and blood. It was impossible for her not to have feelings.

In the end, it was still the old one who said that Chi Shaojun was a person of deep shrewdness.