Chapter 240

Name:Long Marriage Journey Author:麦兜
Yan Du'an seems to be aware of her eyes at the same time. His deep eyes quietly look at the direction where Liang Jia is standing. It seems that after hundreds of thousands of light years, he looks at her from a distance.

His eyes flashed a trace of complex emotions, toward her smile, he is toward her mouth, slightly open his mouth, he said toward her: "come here."

Liang Jia did not dare to delay for a second, and immediately bypassed the numerous obstacles to Yan Du'an.

Every step, her heart suddenly pain a minute, she heard the noise around, someone holding a mobile phone in the rescue car, someone blocking the door, otherwise people go out, the surrounding chaos, she miraculously heard her heart is very quiet, is the kind of suddenly blocked a whole world of quiet.

In a few short steps, it was so urgent and fast, but it seemed that she had been walking for hundreds of millions of light years. Finally, she slowly came to Yan Du'an. She grasped his hand and felt that Yan Du'an's temperature was gradually disappearing and becoming cold. Liang Jia's eyes suddenly became red.

"Yan Du'an, you'll be fine. The ambulance will come soon. You have to hold on. You'll be fine..." Liang Jia doesn't know why. She hasn't met several times. She should have no feelings. But now her eyes are like sand. Her heart is aching, It seems that something important has been lost with Yan Du'an's temperature. She holds Yan Du'an's slender and white hand, and her eyes lock him tightly.

"You insist on it, it will arrive soon, please..." Liang Jia wrapped him with the palm of her hand and wanted to give him some extra temperature from her body, but there was no way. His body was getting colder and colder.

Knowing his physical condition, Yan Du'an's face was pale. He slowly showed a smile to Liang Jia in front of him. The smile seemed to be back to the age of seventeen or eighteen, when everyone was a teenager.

Liang Jia's heart suddenly comes up with this idea, although this idea has no reason.

Yan Du'an seems to have exhausted all his strength and changed his hands into her. His eyes are deep. He quietly looks at Liang Jia in front of him. It seems that he wants to see her in his heart and engrave it deeply in his mind: "Jia Jia."

When she heard Yan Du'an calling her gently, Liang Jia's eyes suddenly bumped into Yan Du'an's deep eyes, and he said with a smile: "Jia Jia, I love you, it's true, it's true from the beginning to the end."

For fear that he would not have a chance to say it again, Yan Du'an frowned faintly. He could feel that the blood in his body was about to run out: "it's true that I like you in school for the first time, but it's true that I like you later. I really like you. "

Liang Jia lost her memory. It seemed that she knew all these things on the first day, but it didn't seem that she knew them on the first day. When she heard that he said she liked her, she didn't feel shocked in her heart, but just filled her heart with sadness after sadness.

It turned out that Yan Du'an had already begun to like her so long ago. Her eyes moved, and her eyes seemed to be covered by a fog. She could feel Yan Du'an's feelings, which were so gentle and delicate, and so loving, but she refused to publicize: "I know, Yan Du'an, you have to hold on, you will be fine, we can talk about these words another day."

Even if she knew his feelings, she could not give a response. This is love, and this is not love.

Yan Du'an forced to save her hand, smile, slowly shook his head: "Jiajia, how is my own... Situation, I know... Tao."

He knows that he may have no way to stay in this world, and the only thing he can do is to say goodbye to the people he loves, not wasting his whole life: "Jiajia, you have to remember that no matter what happens, even if you... Restore your memory, everything is good... You must remember, love yourself."

The most worried is you, the most worried is you, afraid that you can't live well in this world without me, but I really can only accompany you here.

Yan Du'an was smiling and watching the tears pouring out of Liang Jia's eyes. He stretched out his slender hand to wipe Liang Jia's tears: "fool... Don't cry any more. It's not good to cry any more. "

The heart suddenly sharp pain, Liang Jia's eyes tightly lock in front of this man, looking at the man suddenly more and more pale face, she dead against the lip, don't let himself cry.

The world seems to be static, everything has become ethereal, she seems to be locked in a fog, in the fog watching Yan Du an slowly leave, everything is so unreal, unreal and merciless.

Yan Du'an didn't speak any more. He seemed to have no strength to go on. His hands dropped slowly. Viscous liquid covered Liang Jia's body and face. It seemed that he couldn't support it. The hand caressing Liang Jia's face fell slowly and fell straight to the ground.He seemed to want to sleep, his eyes half closed.

"Have a good time with Xing Chen."

"No!" Liang Jia holds Yan Du'an's hand, and the rest of her temperature is not gone. She cries out, but Yan Du'an doesn't seem to hear her voice. She slowly and powerlessly closes her eyes.

With the last sentence, he closed his eyes completely.

Liang Jia held his hand tightly, and knelt down on the cold floor with some weakness. Her body was thick and bright red liquid. She could ask about the bloody smell, but she seemed to be lost. She didn't even dare to cry too loud, for fear that she would disturb Yan Du'an who had just fallen asleep.

It was very quiet around him. Zhou Xingchen stood in the same place, his deep eyes stained with a touch of complicated emotion. He watched Yan Du'an slowly half close his eyes, and always stood in the same place without disturbing him.

He can hear those words and know how deeply Yan Du'an feels for Liang Jia. Seeing Yan Du'an close his eyes, he sighs deeply and his eyes are half closed.

"No! Brother Du an! No

Yu Huaqing screams at the moment when Yan Du'an closes her eyes. She wants to rush to drive Liang Jia away, but she suddenly falls down before she takes two steps.

Her eyes were staring at the pale and bloody face, and the fallen hand wanted to hold Yan Du'an's hand, but after a few steps, everything was over.

Her heart was beating violently, and her eyes were dark, as if she could feel nothing.

Yu Huaqing's face was pale. Her hands stopped a few meters away from Yan Du'an, empty and unable to hold anything. Before she even had time to say a word to Yan Du'an, Yan Du'an left her and left her forever.