485 My young master is dying, are you satisfied?

He didn't like it when she was nice to any man other than him.

Nian lie thought that she would spare no effort to mock his wishful thinking.

However, he did not.

Ning Qing was quiet, and there was not much change in her expression.

It was as if he had fallen asleep.

However, she still said, it's my right to be good to whoever I want to be. Nian lie, this has nothing to do with you.

Her voice was warm and faint, mixed with the hoarseness of her illness, and not strong.

we've been divorced for three years and we've been through life and death. These things will leave scars in a person's heart that will take time to heal.

Ning Qing watched him closely and for the first time, did not argue with him.

I won't say I forgive you, because that would only be letting down the past me and all the people who are sad for me. Do you understand?

Nian lie's eyes were glazed over. She was already so gentle, but he was still not satisfied.

Instead, he felt even more pain.

He stood up with great difficulty. I know.

He walked out.

Behind him, the woman's eyes were fixed on him.

He didn't have the strength to turn around, and he didn't have the right to interfere in her life.

Once again, she rejected his approach.

Tears welled up in her eyes and spread to the bottom of her heart.

Also, Nian lie.

Ning Qing paused. I'll make my own decisions in my relationship. I don't need anyone to interfere.

Alright: : Nian lie's throat rolled as he forced out a word:

Then, he pulled the doorknob open and dashed out, as if he didn't want to hear any hurtful words from her mouth.

Ning Qing looked at the door, and her surging mind calmed down.

He was dizzy.

She was right.

Some things would leave a scar on one's heart after they passed.

No matter how hard you or others try, you can't wash away the pain and despair you've experienced.

It could still make you experience the same situation when you think of it, and then you would be in so much pain that you would rather die.

And that pain was wrapped in hatred.

As long as the scar was not removed, the hatred would never disappear.

The room was quiet, and the raindrops fell on the window, drip, drip

Ning Qing reached out to turn off the bedside lamp and buried her head in the quilt.

The next morning, ning Qing was awoken by the touch on her forehead.

The unfamiliar doctor looked at her carefully. Madam, you're awake. Fortunately, your fever has subsided. All that's left is to rest well and recuperate for a few days.

Thank you, ning Qing said.

The doctor left, and there was a light porridge and side dishes on the bed.

Ning Qing propped her upper body up and reached out to feel her temperature. It was warm.

It should have been there for a while.

She didn't think much about it. After dinner, no one came.

She took the initiative to get off the bed and opened the door to see an anxious Lu Zhui.

She blocked his way. what's the matter?

Seeing that she was able to get out of bed, Lu Zhui's expression did not look good. it seems that you have recovered.

Ning Qing stared at him.

Lu Zhui was expressionless. young master said that if you want to go back, I will get someone to send you back.

Ning Qing glanced downstairs and did not see anyone else.

What's wrong with him? she asked, sensing that something was wrong.

Lu Zhui couldn't help but sneer. miss ning has always been self-centered. She doesn't want to care about my young master. Now, you don't have to put on an act.

Ning Qing now knew the severity of the matter. She did not argue with Lu Zhui. is he sick? she continued to ask.

Lu Zhui gave a fake smile. He deliberately mocked her. my young master isn't sick. He's dying.

Seeing how indifferent she was, Lu Zhui couldn't hold back his anger.

It seems that my young master's efforts for so long have been for nothing! Even after hearing that he was going to die, miss ning was not moved at all. As expected, her heart was made of stone! To think that he still thought of moving you!