Chapter 4237

Bai Yaoyao thinks that Xi Rong ziye has some magic obstacles, but she can't bear to say anything about him.

Xi Rong ziye looks at Bai Yaoyao's look, and a lonely and dim light flashes through his eyes. He knows that Yao Yao doesn't believe it.

But he really had a dream, in the dream, he returned to the campus time.

He saw Bai Yaoyao. She was so young and beautiful.

When he was in a dream, he was shocked, but also excited. When he saw Bai Yaoyao, his whole body was shaking, and he could not help holding her in his arms.

When she was young, Yao Yao was so happy and beautiful. She laughed, and the laughter was so beautiful.

She knitted the sweater for him, which he cherished.

He doesn't need Yao Yao to accommodate him. He begins to treat her crazily.

Even she doubted whether he had changed, but only he knew that his whole body was shaking because he could go back to the original time and make up for those regrets.

He has been having this dream these days.

He thought that maybe he really came to the last few days of his life, and his dream made up for his regret.

However, he knew that even if he said it, others would not believe it.

After talking for a while, Xi Rong ziye coughs.

Bai Yaoyao looks at Xi Rong ziye coughing and bleeding, and her face turns white, "I I'll call the doctor... "

Bai Yao's hands are trembling.

Xi Rong ziye grabs Bai Yaoyao and shakes his head at her It's no use, Yao Yao Don't call a doctor. I don't have much time. You can say a few words with me

Xi Rong ziye is greedy for every minute and second he gets along with Bai Yaoyao, even if he can see more and say more.

After a few years, Yao Yao is still so beautiful, bright and moving, and her youth appearance, in fact, has not changed much.

Bai Yaoyao looks at Xi Rong ziye's constant coughing of blood in his mouth. The garbage can next to him is full of paper towels, which he used to wipe blood.

These blood colors make Bai Yaoyao's face white and shocking.

"Zi ye, don't say anything, don't say anything, you need to rest, you need to rest..."

Bai Yaoyao grabs Xi Rong ziye's arm and feels that it's full of bones. This kind of touch makes her feel sick.

Xi Rong ziye tries to suppress his emotions, trying not to cough, but sometimes his body is beyond his control.

Bai Yao opened her eyes wide, tears crisscross, "how to do, how to do?"

"Yao Yao, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"I'm not afraid. It's you, Sirong ziye. You You're bleeding, you're bleeding... "

Xi Rong ziye looks at the shocking red on the paper towel in a trance, and smiles faintly, "it's OK, I'm used to it."

Bai Yao's head exploded as if it were cracked. Are you used to it? used to it?

Suddenly she couldn't look down, turned her head to one side and sobbed.

Xi Rong ziye grabs Bai Yaoyao's arm in a panic and says in a low voice: "Yao Yao, really, I'm ok. I don't hurt. Really, don't cry. You didn't like to cry before. It seems that I always make you cry and can't make you laugh."

Bai Yaoyao wipes her tears in the dark, turns to see Xi Rong ziye and tries to smile, "I don't cry, I laugh, you..."

Bai Yao didn't know that this smile was worse than crying.

Xi Rong ziye looks at me bleakly, with a bitter radian at the corner of his mouth, "Yao Yao, I don't think you should have come to see me."