When Jing Qingyi was drinking with Jiang Lian outside, she suddenly got a call from her mother. The demure and steady woman sobbed: "Qingyi... Your sister... She can't..."

Jing Qingyi was stunned, and the glass in his hand fell to the ground. He was stunned for a long time before he said: "how can... It's impossible!! She went out with Fu Yishu today... She is in such a good spirit... "

Jing's mother cried: "I'm still fine when I come back. At dusk, I suddenly vomited blood. The servant called the family doctor, and the doctor couldn't help... Saying... There's no help..."

Jing Qingyi gritted her teeth and said, "he said if there is no help, there will be no help!" He stood up, took the coat and put it on his body, and said: "send my sister to the hospital immediately... There must be a way! After all these years... "

When he talked about the back, he didn't realize that he was in tears.

In fact, Jing Qingyi knows better than anyone how her sister survived these years.

She has been living, just in atonement, death is her relief.

Later, all the past events between her and Fu Yishu were unfolded. At that time, he had a hunch that without Jing Qingjia's obsession, he might die soon.

But later, Jing Qingjia's mental condition has been very good, and his condition has also improved, so he began to suspect that he had been daydreaming before.

My sister and Fu Yishu have made everything clear. How can she die when she loves Fu Yishu so much?!

After so many years of ups and downs, hasn't she survived it?!

But no one has ever taught Jing Qingyi that there is such an unforgettable love, which makes people timid, cowardly and afraid.

Jing Qingjia is standing beside Fu Yishu, who has a beautiful scenery. She feels sad.

She may have known for a long time that she was no longer a wanton girl in her old days, and she would no longer have the courage to give up everything.

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Jing's mother kept crying and her delicate make-up was in a mess. She held Jing Qingjia's thin wrist tightly and gritted her teeth and said, "how did I give birth to such an evil like you?"

She said in a hate voice: "for so many years, you have made yourself a ghost for him. Your father and I respect your choice and never interfere, but what about you?! You're going to pay him for his life now, aren't you? "

Jing Qingjia's face was pale, and her lips were red because of coughing up blood. She slowly laughed: "Mom, I didn't compensate him for my life."

She gently closed her eyes and said, "when so many lives were buried, someone had to pay for them."

"Then why must it be you?" Jingmu cried and said, "Jiajia, you can't be so selfish! If you leave, what will mom do... "

Jing Qingjia pursed her lips and said, "I'm too tired to live."

Her eyes have no focus, voice is also very light, just let Jingmu cry stopped.

She looked at her daughter's pale face, touched her cheek with trembling fingers, and sobbed: "Jiajia... I know you work hard, but people are selfish..."

"Mom." Jing Qingjia said gently, "people are selfish. You are right. I've only been selfish once in my life. I stubbornly like Fu Yishu... "

She took a breath, finally slowed down, and then said, "let me be selfish again."

"I've seen all the flowers, the moon and the spring breeze in this world, and I have no regrets about my death."