Chapter 2859: If you lose yourself, you ca n’t bear to lose you (9)

An Xinyue sat on the stool by the bed and held his hand tightly.
"I know, I know you are tired. You have always wanted your uncle to be proud of you all these years. Did you know that? You have always been the pride of your uncle." An Xinyue said in a low voice, his hand, Cold and biting, but she was reluctant to let go.
"I know, you're just tired. When you sleep enough, will you wake up?" An Xinyue said, holding her forehead against the back of his hand. "It's okay not to wake up, I'll be with you, anyway, what are you Times go faster than I do, but you have to wait for me. "
An Xinyue said more and more hoarse.
The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang, An Xinyue suddenly looked up, saw the caller ID above, and looked back at the door holding the mobile phone's Chu Muyi, picked it up and put it in Chu Luo's ears. side.
"Luo Jie, you have always been the pride of your dad, always." Chu Jieyi rarely said such things to his children, either because it didn't fit his personality, or because he didn't have a chance to say it.
"Brother Luo--" Qiao Weiya pressed her hands against the window, watching the people inside, tears falling down her cheeks.
Chu Luowei stood beside her and reached out her hand on her shoulder.
"Brother--brother--" Chu Luo ran in barefoot. She didn't care because the stone cut her foot on the road. When Chu Luo ran to this side, she pressed her hands on the glass and looked at the people inside. On the ground, there were blood-stained footprints she stepped on.
"Doubao." Chu Muyi reached out and supported her.
"Dad, brother won't die, right? Brother won't die, right?" Chu Luo holding Chu's wing's arm hard, like a word he said, would determine his life and death.
"Dididi—"
The instruments in the ward made a harsh noise, and everyone looked at it, watching the line turn into a harsh straight line.
"Doctor, doctor—" An Xinyue called frantically, still holding his cold hand, "Don't don't, Lodgy, don't, open your eyes and look at me, Lodgy, Lodgy don't—"
However, no one could hear her cry, and the line on the instrument was always without any fluctuation.
The doctor rushed in, and when Shui Anluo came to the door, he looked at the Chuyi Wing, who was also standing at the door. In the eyes, only their own heartbreak was broken. It was their son that stopped them. Proud son.
Chu Cuiyi did not speak, but Shui Anluo understood.
Shui Anluo went in, and Chu Qiyi turned his gaze again to look at his son.
When he returned to him, he had just been sitting for six months, and he could n’t even sit still. He liked to be hugged by himself, and he cried when he did n’t. His eyes looked at him as if he wanted to see all the six months he had lost in the past.
He would not bathe him, and even if he used the wrong method, he would giggle and look at himself.
When outsiders are present, he always likes to lean on his leg, a picture that totally depends on him.
At the age of six, he told himself that I want to be the same person as my dad.
At eight, he told himself, Dad, I want to be more than you.
And now, at the age of twenty, he has done it.
However, this result was not what he wanted.
"Save him, save him, aunt I beg you, save him, he's alive, he's alive." An Xinyue held Shui Anluo's arm, almost kneeling to her.
"Mian Mian, no one wants him alive better than me. If possible, I want to use his life to replace him." Shui Anluo whispered, looking at Chu Luoyu who was receiving an electric shock, watching his heartbeat Never recovered.
The shock took a full ten minutes, but the result was still the same.
The director looked back at Shui Anluo and shook his head to show the result.