Chapter 556 Is She Really Still Alive?
How long Nangong Jing has been silent, her heart has been hurting for a long time, her heart is pounding, she subconsciously comforts herself, her master is still so young, nothing will happen, don't scare yourself...

"My second uncle... he is dying, he wants to... listen to Xue'er's voice, let me ask you for help... I am sorry for you, and I will make it up to you in the future.

My second uncle... has no time, can't wait anymore..." Nangong Jing choked up and prayed like a thunderbolt, making her face pale.

Her eyes were dull, and the information in her hand had not been put into the information bag, and she fell to the ground in shock. This kind of bad news made her fall into hell as if she had fallen from heaven
There was only endless coldness and desolation in that place, which made her feel great fear, and murmured in horror: "How could it be..."

Nangong Jing heard her doubts, she was a little flustered, and continued to explain: "Five years ago, after her accident, my second uncle, he has been blaming himself...

That night, when she left suddenly, he blamed himself for not sending her off. He hated himself and felt that he hadn't protected her well. For the past five years, he has been living with self-blame.
He often sits alone in her room in a daze, sitting for a whole day, eating every meal, and I don’t know until I come back that he is already in the late stage of gastric cancer...

Please, he really...has his last breath left, he just wants to...listen to her voice..."

Jian Junxi's tears could no longer be restrained, like beads that had come off the thread, desperately scratched out the eye sockets, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and covered his lips with force, not daring to let himself make a sound.

Seeing that there was no sound on the phone, Nangong Jing thought he was unwilling, and immediately filled her chest with anger, and shouted angrily: "Jian Junxi, what I said is true!

I did everything you asked me to do, so you just let her talk to my second uncle, I know it's all my fault, I said it all, I beg you, okay? "

Jian Junxi desperately pressed the microphone, her heart felt as if countless sharp knives were stabbing her, the pain was so painful that she couldn't control herself, the pain like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart made her unable to breathe.
The whole person was flustered and flustered, trembling uncontrollably, unable to think normally in his mind, and could only let the tears flow non-stop.

There was still no sound on the phone, Nangong Jing looked at it in front of her eyes, but did not hang up, she clenched the phone tightly in despair, a feeling of helplessness that she had never felt before surrounded her heart.

Nangong Jun felt that his eyelids were getting heavier, and he also heard that the other party was unwilling to agree to Nangong Jing. He propped up his body and said weakly: "Gong Jing, let... let me... tell him... "

Nangong Jun's dying voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, making Jian Junxi freeze as if struck by lightning.

A heart is like being hung with a huge stone, sinking continuously, the heartache is so painful that I can't breathe.

Nangong Jing pressed the loudspeaker, Nangong Jun took a deep breath, and said very weakly: "Hello, I am... Nangong Jun...

I... am Xueer's master, I want to know... Xueer, is she... is she really alive? "

Nangong Jun's voice implied anticipation, which made Jian Junxi cry so hard that he couldn't help himself. His legs softened and he knelt down on the floor. His bones hit the floor and made a loud crashing sound.

However, the little pain on her knee was less than one ten-thousandth of her heartache. She pressed the microphone with one hand and pressed her heart with the other.
(End of this chapter)

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