To The Lovely You

   Just as everyone was weeping silently, the attending physician in a white coat walked into the ward with an unprecedented serious expression on his face.

   "The patient's excessive drinking at one time, coupled with irregular work and rest, and low mood during this period of time, led to..." He didn't say any more at this point, but kept sighing and shaking his head.

   Looking at the once young and handsome boy lying on the hospital bed like a lifeless shell at the moment, he felt uncomfortable.

"Doctor, how long will our Minho be in a coma? When will he wake up?" Xie Xiaoqiu held onto the doctor's white sleeve as if holding onto the last straw. robe.

"This, I'm not sure. Maybe he will stay in such a coma for a long time, maybe he will wake up in a few days... Now the key point is that the patient's mental state also looks very bad, it seems that he himself does not want to wake up subconsciously. Come here." The attending doctor looked at Xie Xiaoqiu and Li Tianwei who looked sad, and said helplessly, "You may think this statement is very mysterious, but in fact, the patient's awareness of survival is also very important, and sometimes even more effective than drug treatment. ."

   Hearing this sentence, Luo Xiaomei's heart clenched tightly. The guilt and self-blame that had been suppressed in her heart hit her overwhelmingly. All of this seems to have been caused by himself.

  Lee Minho, seeing himself and Ke Jingheng together every day must be painful. He must, don't want to face them like this again... So, he would rather just fall asleep like this.

  Perhaps in the eyes of adults, children's love is as naive as playing a house, but children of this age also have the perseverance they can't imagine, and have the courage to break the blood for love.

  For most people, love is a big thing. They will suffer because they can't get the person they like - but what is even more painful is that they once got the person they like, but they are forgotten by the other party.

   Hearing the doctor's words, low sobbing sounded intermittently in the ward. Xie Xiaoqiu and Li Mengshan held each other's hands and cried, and Luo Xiaomei was also blinded by tears.

   Unlike them, she did not dare to let go of her voice and cry. She could only bite her lip and shed tears silently, until a thick smell of blood began to fill her mouth.

   She blamed herself, she was contradictory, and even at a certain moment she thought that it would be nice if the person lying on the bed was herself - that way, everyone would not have to suffer.

   Seeing her heartbroken look, Ke Jingheng wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe the tears from her face, but he finally withdrew his hand that was frozen in the air.

   In front of the sleeping Lee Min Ho, it seems that any act of intimacy they make is like blasphemy to him. His heart was deserted, and he suddenly remembered the strawberry kite that disappeared in the sky and fell rapidly...

   It finally broke away from the spool in his hand, far away from him.

   His eyelids twitched violently again——Is this really a bad omen? Will Xiaoberry leave him again because of this?

   His eyes fell on Lee Minho's bloodless face, and his heart was filled with all kinds of complicated emotions.

   He didn't want to let go of Luo Xiaomei's hand, but...