"Xiaoyi, you once told me that you never loved me, that you actually loved Lin Hongyu. Is that true? Don't try to comfort me by lying to me that you loved me just because I'm about to die. I want to hear your true feelings. Did you ever love me?"
Ou Zihan's deep black eyes were like two dark, still lakes. His face was filled with sorrow, pain, and deep fear. He was on the verge of death, yet he was still afraid—afraid that he would hear the answer from the woman he loved that she didn't love him, and how tragically he would die then… His hand, pressed against her face, trembled violently…
He stared intently at her face, his gaze never wavering, afraid that if he relaxed even slightly, he would miss the false information.
At this moment, Tang Yu's eyes widened and he held his breath. He was also extremely concerned about this question: which man did Luo Xiaoyi have in her heart? He suddenly wondered why he was being so gossipy. What did it matter to him who this woman liked?
However, he couldn't help but lean forward, wanting to hear what was going on.
At this moment, Lin Hongyu also rushed in with his men. "Xiaoyi!" He was stunned when he saw such a tragic scene!
Luo Xiaoyi stared intently at Ou Zihan, her eyes red-rimmed, and spoke with heartfelt emotion through her tears.
"Zihan, before, I was just an ignorant girl. I didn't understand love, and I didn't know what true love was. I was with Lin Hongyu before. He was very good to me, and I accepted his kindness. I thought that was love. But later, I met you, and I gradually understood..."
"I don't know if this counts as love, but when I can't see you, I can't help but miss you, miss your face, miss your scent; when I see you, I get nervous, scared, and shy."
When I'm with you, no matter what I do, even just sitting there blankly, I feel boundless happiness; when we're apart, even eating your favorite foods tastes incredibly bitter and painful.
"When other women try to take you away, I'll be consumed by jealousy; when I hurt you, I'll also feel deeply wounded."
"That's it. Every smile, every frown, every pain you feel touches my heart. Zihan, I think I've fallen in love with you. I really have fallen in love with you. These are all my true feelings. Please don't leave me, okay? Please don't leave me, okay? Let's go to the hospital now, let's go to the hospital."
Luo Xiaoyi made no attempt to hide her true feelings, expressing them sincerely. She never imagined that she would be able to speak her true feelings when Zihan was about to leave this world. She clutched her aching heart in anguish.
Hearing these words, Lin Hongyu felt a pang of pain in his heart. It turned out that Luo Xiaoyi had never loved him, never! He had once fantasized that Luo Xiaoyi loved him when they were together, but the reality was so cruel that he could hardly bear it!
Xiaoyi, I love you so much, why are you so cruel to me?
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His eyes were burning red, his handsome eyes were wet, and his heart was bleeding.
He clutched his forehead in pain, his legs buckled, and he nearly fell. Chen Ran quickly caught him.
Tang Yu finally realized that Luo Xiaoyi had always had Ou Zihan in her heart. He felt inexplicably irritated. He took out a box of expensive cigars from his pocket, took one out, and Bai Lang quickly lit it for him. Tang Yu took a deep drag and exhaled a cloud of white smoke, as if he was venting something.
For some reason, Ou Zihan felt an uncontrollable sadness upon hearing her heartfelt confession. Shouldn't he be overjoyed that the woman he loved loved him?
Why is he sad?
Because he suddenly realized that Xiaoyi loved him. If he were to leave this world, Xiaoyi would lose the man she loved most. How could she possibly live in this world in such agony? She would probably suffer a pain worse than death...
Once he dies, he loses his mind and knows nothing. But what will happen to Luo Xiaoyi? How will she survive the rest of her life?
Thinking about this made him even more distressed...
"Xiaoyi, it would be so much better if you didn't love me. That way, you wouldn't be in pain when I die..." His weak voice was filled with boundless sorrow.
"No, I don't want you to die..."
"Xiaoyi, please grant me one request, okay? Before I die, I only ask you for this one thing, and I hope you will grant it!" His dark eyes, which were about to close, struggled desperately, and his eyes were full of pleading.
"I promise you, I'll promise you anything..." Luo Xiaoyi nodded frantically, crying more and more heartbrokenly.
"Xiaoyi, after I die, you must forget me, you must forget me! That way you won't be in pain anymore, and you can live a good life. Before, I was always jealous and tried my best to prevent you from being with Lin Hongyu."
"Now, I regret it. Actually, Lin Hongyu is very good to you. I had someone investigate him. He and Chen Ran really have no relationship. He is sincere to you. Forget about me and stay with him. That way, I will be at ease after I leave. That way, you will be happy... Xiaoyi, you said you would promise me. Please promise me?"
Ou Zihan's tears, which were about to fall, finally came down from his eyes. He looked at her with expectant eyes and resolutely removed his hand from her face. From this moment on, he would make Luo Xiaoyi get used to life without him and make her determined to forget him!
"No—!" As soon as the coldness on Luo Xiaoyi's face disappeared, she cried even harder. She gripped his cold hand tightly again, so tightly, hoping that her strength would prevent him from disappearing...
Lin Hongyu stared at Ou Zihan in astonishment. He was stunned. He hadn't expected that someone as domineering and selfish as Ou Zihan would say such a thing, actually asking him to hand over the woman he loved. His feelings were too deep, too heavy, too touching. Lin Hongyu couldn't help but shed tears.
He stepped forward and took Ou Zihan's hand. His hand was so cold, almost like the temperature of a dead person. Lin Hongyu felt a pang of sadness. Even if she was his love rival, he didn't want Ou Zihan to die.
"Lin Hongyu, promise me you'll take good care of Xiaoyi, love her for the rest of your life, and protect her for me. I beg you, please?" Ou Zihan managed to utter her last, low, hoarse words.
"Okay, I promise you, Ou Zihan. Thank you, thank you for entrusting your love to me. I will never let you down." Lin Hongyu looked at him with tears in her eyes and said solemnly.
He used to hate Ou Zihan so much, but at this moment, he actually felt that Ou Zihan's love was also very painful and difficult.
Tang Yu watched this scene, threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out fiercely, and kicked it a few times! Relationships were none of his concern; these people were truly a nuisance!
At this moment, Mo Nan arrived with Mrs. Ou, and they were all stunned for a moment!
"No, Zihan, I don't want to, I don't want to forget, I just want you, I only want you..." Luo Xiaoyi's throat was so sore that she could barely speak, and her tears flooded Ou Zihan's face.
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