Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 287

Tang Zehan froze for a moment, then chased him out.

When they were at the door, they saw Leng Yuesheng who had just come back after picking up the two children.

The two children asked in unison, "Where is Daddy going?"

Leng Yuesheng could only smile helplessly, watching the backs of the two running.

Come to think of it, something must have happened.

Luo Xiaofan rushed out of the hotel in one breath, the north wind howled outside, the air was like an ice knife cutting the skin on her face.

She just ran, without direction, without purpose.Nor is there any thinking.

I don't know where I ran, but suddenly I felt staggering, her arms were tightly grasped, and she was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, a hand suddenly appeared around her waist, holding her. Reluctantly keep her balanced.

But Luo Xiaofan didn't seem to accept this feeling, he struggled hard, pushed away the person opposite, and fell to the ground himself.

This is the plum forest on the back mountain of the ski resort, and there is still a thick layer of snow on the ground, even if it falls on the ground, it doesn't feel too painful.

Tang Zehan wanted to help her up by reflex, but was pushed away by Luo Xiaofan.
"Go away, I don't want to see you, go away!"

Luo Xiaofan almost knelt on the ground and yelled at him.

Looking at her, Tang Zehan didn't dare to approach her, he just said, "Xiaofan, you get up first, the snow is too cold, you have something to say."

Luo Xiaofan ignored him, he huddled into a ball with his head buried in his knees, still sitting on the snow.

The night wind was very cold, and the plum blossoms fell all over the ground, causing her shoulders to tremble slightly.

"Xiaofan, be obedient, let's go back first, and talk slowly if we have something to say!" He said in a tone like coaxing a child.

It made Luo Xiaofan's shoulders tremble even more.

"Will I die? Will I die? Will I die?  …"

The quiet snowy night suddenly remembered her sad voice.

She repeated helplessly like a child, her voice was ethereal, but full of sadness.

She never raised her head, but her voice gradually brought out a cry, so helpless, as if she had merged with the vastness of the sky, and even the air was a bit cooler.

Tang Zehan listened to her series of voices, like a desperate traveler in the dark, sobbing and begging for the dawn.

Every word she said was like a whip with a barbed thorn, thumping his heart fiercely.Lying in pain with blood...

Luo Xiaofan raised his head suddenly, his face was full of tears: "I will die, right, why didn't you tell me, if the success rate of the operation is only 5.00%, why should I have the operation?"

Tang Zehan looked at her with deep eyes, she half knelt in the snow and supported her thin shoulders: "You won't die, trust me, you will be fine, I won't let you get into trouble, shall we go back , Three weeks later, three weeks later, we will go for surgery, and you will be fine."

Luo Xiaofan stood up violently and screamed: "I don't want to have an operation, I don't know how to have an operation, you've been lying to me, it will be fine, you clearly know that there is only a 5.00% success rate, why should I go, I Don't die on the cold operating table, you go, I don't want to see you, I don't know how to operate."

Tang Zehan also stood up, Luo Xiaofan came over and pushed him: "You go, I will never trust you again."

Tang Zehan's face became more and more serious, and his breathing became more and more rapid. He suddenly grabbed Luo Xiaofan's arm and pushed him, and said almost out of control: "Luo Xiaofan, can you stop being so willful, 5.00% success rate, At least there is still a 5.00% success rate, do you know that if you do not have surgery, you will not live for three months, do you know?"

This sentence was yelled out by Tang Zehan, and it became quiet here.

The two of them froze there together.

The only thing left in my ears was the howling sound of the north wind, howling fiercely in this silent night, like a desperate trapped animal struggling to die in the cage of fate.

"Three months?"

Luo Xiaofan stared at him blankly, his voice was so soft that it was like talking in a dream.

Luo Xiaofan lowered her head, her hair was already shoulder-length, the hair on her forehead was hanging down feebly, her long bangs covered her eyes, so she couldn't see clearly anymore.

Tang Zehan's eyes were dark, and his brows were slightly frowned.

He regretted his impulsiveness, but it was indeed the truth, and she would know it sooner or later.

Tang Zehan stretched out his hands to hold her face, it was so cold that it made people's heart tremble.

He fixed his eyes on hers tightly, and said to her word by word: "Xiaofan, you have to have an operation, 5.00% is better than one hundredth, one thousandth, right, even if you only have ten thousand You can't give up even one chance, you must survive, and you can live a happy life if you survive."

Happy life, happy life...

It's ridiculous--

She is so happy now, really so happy, but why tell her when she is the happiest, she can't live for three months...

She brushed away Tang Zehan's hand, turned around, and walked forward step by step, as if she had no strength, her figure was swaying, and her frail back seemed to be blown by the wind...

What to do, what should she do?
"You go, you leave me alone." Her voice was weak, just like her at this moment.

Tang Zehan didn't make a sound, and walked away slowly.

But he didn't go far away, looking at her where she couldn't see...

Watching her leaning against a plum tree and slowly sitting on the ground, and then staring blankly at the moon in the sky.

The moonlight tonight is very bright, and when I look up, I feel as if I see the moon hanging on Meishao.

The moonlight shrouded this place into a thin layer of veil, very beautiful...

The north wind was still blowing, and the scattered petals messed up her hair.

Luo Xiaofan watched like this for a long time, then slowly stood up, walking back step by step mechanically...

(End of this chapter)