At the Paris style wedding dress shop, Zhang Ruiqing is standing in front of the mirror in a white wedding dress. She looks left and right, and then sees a happy smile rising from the corner of her mouth.

The assistant exclaimed: "Miss Zhang, no one is more suitable for this wedding dress than you. It's so beautiful."

"Well, I think it's pretty, too. By the way, it's the latest model in the store. No one else wears it." He asked uneasily, worried that it would be bad for others to put on the white spirit

"Miss Zhang, please rest assured that this wedding dress is absolutely new in Paris and has just arrived." The clerk assured him that it was even more pleasing to see the bride in front of him.

"That's good. I'll take this wedding dress." Marriage is a big thing. She doesn't want to leave any regrets.

After pulling the curtain, Zhang Ruiqing finally appeared in front of the crowd.

A white dress is gathered in her hair, hanging to the back of her feet. The off shoulder design just sets off the sexy butterfly bone of her. The porcelain white skin is better than the wedding dress.

The waist part is just about to wrap her waist. The long legs below her waist are covered by skirts, which are spread over a square of two meters. Not only that, like a big, wavy wedding dress on the ground, but also dotted with silver stars. Under the light, it seems that the person wearing the wedding dress is the princess in a fairy tale.

"Wow, Ruiqing, you are so beautiful." Xia Yicheng looked at her and the fairy standing there, and immediately exclaimed only praise.

Zhang Ruiqing spit out her tongue mischievously and said with a smile, "brother, if you praise me like this, my sister-in-law will be jealous."

"Nonsense, I also think it's beautiful. What he said is the truth. Why am I jealous?" Hailan stood aside and responded with the same smile.

The two couples accompany Zhang Ruiqing to pick up wedding dress, buy things and prepare everything for marriage. With a knowing smile, she picks up her mobile phone from the table and hands it to Hai Lan.

"Quick, take a picture for me. I'll look back to Shao Tian. If he sees this wedding dress I try, it must be absolutely beautiful." Zhang Ruiqing said faintly, although it doesn't matter to speak with a smile, but his eyes always can't hide a touch of sadness.

"If I were him, I wouldn't let you wear it. I'm the only one allowed to see your beautiful appearance." Xia Yicheng said a sentence according to Ling shaotian's tone.

Thinking about what Xia Yicheng said, Zhang Ruiqing quickly changed her mind: "let's go to the ancient wedding dress."

"You're serious, I'm joking." Xia Yicheng wants to cry without tears, looking at an Xiaoqiao, want to say what, finally or helplessly shake his head.

Hailan quickly stopped: "silly sister, this wedding dress is so beautiful, you are really willing to ah, marriage only once, of course, to wear a pretty."

"But..." Zhang Ruiqing still hesitated.

Between the sea LAN quickly picked up a cape around her shoulder: "this is not good, rest assured, believe me, there is no this more suitable for you, come on, I help you take photos."

Then she took a beautiful picture with her mobile phone.

Coming out of the wedding dress shop, Hailan asked again, "by the way, have you bought your ring?"

"This one has already been prepared by Ling shaotian. Oh, I don't know what else to prepare." Zhang Ruiqing knocked on his head and said something in a melancholy way.

Looking at her anxious and distressed face, Xia Yicheng laughs: "well, my good sister, you just wait to be a beautiful bride. I'll arrange the wedding for you with my aunt. We don't have to buy anything. We've been out for such a long time. Let's go and send you back first."

Zhang Ruiqing think is also looking at Xia Yicheng hand already mentioned full, but serious with marriage, she does not know what to buy, simply just.

Standing at the door of the wedding dress shop, they heard a familiar cry: "Rui Qing..."

Turning around, he saw Li muyuan standing there in amazement. He looked up at the big sign on the top of the three people's heads, the Paris style wedding photography.

"I'll drive." Xia Yicheng takes Hailan's hand and goes to the parking lot, leaving room for them to talk alone.

Zhang Ruiqing looked at Xia Yicheng, nodded, and then slowly came forward to Li muyuan. He looked at his always gentle and affectionately: "how are you recently?"

"Well, you are." Li Mu cup shallow voice should, want to say too much, after brewing, but became a simple four words.

Zhang Ruiqing nodded: "it's not bad, by the way, I'm going to get married, with Ling shaotian..."

"Oh, that's very good. Congratulations, you finally married the one you love. Do you want to be happy?" Li Mu cup interrupted her words, forced to endure the sour heart, smile far fetched.

Zhang Ruiqing looked at him with a sincere smile. He didn't care about it at that time. He didn't think of it until after Li muyuan's accident. This is the last peaceful speech he made to himself, and the last time he showed such a warm smile to bless himself.

If you know that something will happen to Li muyuan later, she will not say goodbye to him now. Some people always say that some people are ten thousand years at a glance. She thinks that's what she and Li muyuan are like.

Li muyuan's thin back suddenly makes Zhang Ruiqing feel a little depressed, and finally she doesn't call him any more. Xia Yicheng's car has arrived in front of her. After she gets on the car, she closes her eyes and sleeps. Until she gets off the car, she doesn't say a word.

When he comes to Ling shaotian's ward, he still can't sleep. Zhang Ruiqing stands outside and is about to go in, but he sees Feiyang standing up from the table beside him, because she doesn't find Zhang Ruiqing with her back to the door.

"Wake up as soon as you can. It's cruel to watch you lose weight. I can't bear it for you. Ling shaotian, as long as you wake up, I'm willing to pay any price. Do you understand that even if you let me leave, don't disturb you and Zhang Ruiqing, I can do it."

Feiyang massages his arm as he talks.

Zhang Ruiqing didn't expect that Feiyang loved Ling shaotian so much. She frowned and looked at her back. She didn't know why. At this moment, she felt that her heart was blocked. She reached for the wall and walked to the stairway. At this time, she was pale, sweating and panting. Death was approaching again. She was breathing desperately with her mouth open and wanted more air, But no matter how she breathes, she still doesn't feel enough.

"Zhang Ruiqing, how are you?" Fang Yu goes out of the elevator and sees a figure sitting at the entrance of the stairs. He takes a look at it slightly, but finds that it's Zhang Ruiqing. He looks at her nervously.

"Help... Help me..." I can't breathe. It's like a race against death with Ben. She's a little afraid, so she leaves the world. She doesn't want to go like this.

"Don't be afraid. I'll be fine." Fang Yu's heart suddenly softened down, quickly squatted down, picked her up and rushed to the operating room.

Feiyang, who is walking out of lingshaotian's ward, sees the two people's situation. He quickly comes forward and asks: "what's the matter?"

Zhang Ruiqing has difficulty breathing. She reaches for her flying clothes and wants to say something, but she can't say anything with her mouth open.

Feiyang face a white, immediately think of what, eye color flashing guilt, tightly hold her hand, with Fang Yu rushed to the operating room.