Quickly wear the male protagonist: the high-energy male supporting actor is too arrogant

Chapter 478

"She..." Wen Ran wanted to ask about Lin Anliang's situation.

At this moment, he only prayed to God to give him good news.

"Xiaoyin is still inside, [-]% hope." Yao Wang shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with endless helplessness, no doctor would be willing to see a patient's life pass away under his hands.

Wen Ran shuddered suddenly when he heard the word "[-]%", [-]%... [-]%... Yao Wang and Su Yin had only [-]% chance of joining forces.

Lin Anliang, Lin Anliang, you have done so much to yourself!

At this moment, Wen Ran couldn't bear it anymore after all, the tears in the corners of his eyes slowly fell, cold and bitter.

"I want to go in and see."

Wen Ran looked at Yao Wang beggingly, and Yao Wang nodded solemnly, but the moment he pushed through the door, he just met Lin Anliang's eyes.

How lonely and helpless those eyes are, it shouldn't be like this there, all of this is facilitated by myself, isn't it?
He opened his lips and spit out the word "Anliang" softly.

It's been a long time, and I haven't called her like this before, it feels so strange.

But at this moment, Lin Anliang on the bed smiled lightly at Wen Ran, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

Wen Ran's heart seemed to be poked out several holes, it was empty.

Since when did she stop smiling at him...

Why, when I saw it again after such a long time, it turned out to be such a scene.

"An Liang, don't die please..."

Wen Ran looked at her and pleaded with her lips, "Anliang, please, don't die, okay?"

However, the person on the bed didn't respond at all, but just looked at him indifferently.

Her lips were moving, and she seemed to be saying, "Farewell... you sick man."

He could clearly see the tears in her eyes slipping from the corners of her eyes, and then slipped across her thin mandible.

The moment she closed her eyes, his sky seemed to have collapsed and it was pitch black.

He didn't remember what happened afterwards, when he regained consciousness again, he was already lying on Yang Liu'an's own bed.

On his forehead, there is a soft feeling. Who is wiping his sweat?

An Liang?
"Brother Wen, you're awake!" Lin Jingrou looked at Wen Ran with excitement.

Wen Ran looked at Lin Jingrou's appearance, her eyes suddenly became hollow, "No, you are not An Liang, where is An Liang?"

As Wen Ran spoke, she planned to lift the quilt and walk down.

He wants to find Anliang, he wants to find his Anliang.

"Brother Wen, sister..."

"Shut up!" Wen Ran unceremoniously growled at Lin Jingrou, and then pushed her away.

Lin Jingrou had never been treated so rudely by Wen Ran, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Brother Wen, how can you do this to me!"

"Where's Anliang?" Wen Ran didn't seem to hear Lin Jingrou's words, but kept asking where Lin Anliang was?

"My sister is dead!"

Lin Jingrou growled as if venting, "Brother Wen, sister is dead!"

That...isn't...a dream...

Wen Ran walked forward tremblingly, faltering step by step.

It turns out...that wasn't a dream...

That Lin Anliang who kept calling him sick is really... dead...

No... it shouldn't be like this.

Outside the house, the autumn rain was whirling, and Wen Ran broke into the rain without hesitation.

The cold rain was in stark contrast to the scorching temperature of his forehead.

(End of this chapter)