Is there any short story that can make you cry? – What?
I was diagnosed with the end of the brain tumor, and the doctor said I could live for six months at most.
I signed an organ donation consent at the doctor’s advice.
Soon I got a message that my heart and a patient had a match.
Once, I went to the hospital for a routine check, and somehow the patient’s family knew about me.
When I came to the hospital, the family surrounded me, and the patient’s mother even kneeled down and gave me thanks.
I only learned then that the patient was a poor 23-year-old girl.
I became a selfless, loving hero in their mouths, looking at the passions and expectations in their eyes, and those words of gratitude that resonated in my ears, and I was plunged into extreme embarrassment and pain.
As if I heard them saying, “Die, die, and your heart will save our children.” I’m sorry.
Two.
I regret that the so-called organ donation consent was torn off at my request.
As expected, the family found me again, not in hospital, but in front of my house.
They blame me with outrage and insult.
The girl’s mother said, “You don’t agree to donate your organs in the first place, give hope to our family, and now we’re desperate!” I’m sorry.
Some say, “That’s why life is so short and so poor that God can’t watch.” I’m sorry.
Others said: “She is not a decent woman at first sight, probably because of the disorder of her private life and the fact that men are sleeping much, leading to a disease. I’m sorry.
One second I’m a hero to them, and the next I’m a target.
And that’s when I met Jung Wah Ji.
When he moved to my house, he pushed a silver and white suitcase, wearing white T, black sports shorts, white sneakers, white shoes, white skin and white, with special milk and fire, but full of men.
He pushed his suitcase and pointed at those who were around me, yelling, “What are you doing? What are you doing? What’s so nice about a bunch of people bullying a woman? I’m sorry.
He came over and took me behind him.
And We looked upon him with red eyes, and looked upon him, and as a Savior, he brought me back from the abyss where the people scolded and a thousand of them.
3
About a month later, one night, I was drunk and returned home by a male colleague.
The male colleague was always interested in me, so he couldn’t bear to get to me at my door.
Zheng Hua Ji suddenly opened the door and punched him in the face and knocked my colleague’s teeth out.
He yelled, “How dare you touch my woman?” I’m sorry.
Then we got together, and he was seven years younger than me, and I wouldn’t have agreed to be in love, but I’m dying, and what do I care?
I felt guilty about Jung Wah Ji, and I felt totally irresponsible, but I wanted to have a good relationship before I died, after six years.
My last love, six years ago, my boyfriend who said he’d love me for the rest of my life, said he was cheating and left me without saying a word.
4
I thought if it was all true, how good would it be?
If then I did not find that Zheng Hua Ji had approached me from the beginning with a purpose, then I would be happy with him and live in a lie of happiness until I die.
After the relationship, Jung Wah Ji was particularly fond of me, and he sometimes got sentimental and held me in his arms, and he said to me, “Sister, I’ve just read the news that a 30-year-old woman died of cervix cancer at a young age. You won’t have that disease. I don’t want to die. Don’t die. I’m sorry.
Listen to what he said at the time. All words speak to my heart’s deepest pain, but I am moved.
But there’s always the day when the lies are broken.
I went out with Jung Wah Chi for a while, just in time for my thirtieth birthday.
Zheng Hua Ji suddenly took out a shiny diamond ring and asked me to marry him on my birthday.
I never thought I’d marry a kid who’s 23 years old and has a lot of good years to live with.
I turned him down and broke up with him.
After the break-up, my mind grew more and more, and I realized that I was in love with Jung Wah Ji, and that’s why I was like that, but I couldn’t hurt him because I loved him.
About a week after we broke up, I fainted at home, and when I woke up, Zheng Hua Ji was holding my hand with red eyes and swollen like two big walnuts.
And he looked at me with guilt and regret, and said: Sister, I know, let me be with you for a few days, shall we get married? I’m sorry.
5
I received evidence from Jung Wah Ji, I didn’t take a wedding picture, and I didn’t do a wedding, because I didn’t want to leave him so many good memories when I died.
I quit my job before I got married, and my former company leaders and colleagues didn’t know I was sick, and they thought I was getting married and going home to be a full-time wife.
After the marriage, Zheng Hua Ji took me on a honeymoon trip abroad.
Strangely, I don’t have any jet lags, but when I get to bed, I always have a strong feeling and then sleep all night.
In the middle of the night, I woke up with pain, as it was getting worse and the pain I received.
When I woke up, I felt unconscious, I had no strength.
But I’m surprised that there’s no one next to me.
I got out of bed, took the painkillers and mineral water that I had prepared in the wake of the night, and I took two painkillers, which eased the pain.
I walked out of the bedroom and I found a light on my phone on the balcony.
I smiled and walked towards him, and he called too hard and didn’t find me.
And I went to the middle of it, and heard him laugh with cynicism, and said, “She will not find it; I put a sleeping pill in her milk every night, before she sleeps; at this point she sleeps well.” I’m sorry.
And when I was standing on my feet as if I had given birth to a root, and stood still, and heard him say, “How can I love that old woman, seven years older than me?” Don’t think about it. I’m just gonna have to put her on hold and when she dies, I’m gonna sign an organ donation consent in her husband’s name, and you’re gonna have a heart transplant. I’m sorry.
Six.
When Zheng Hua Ji returned to the bedroom, I was lying on the bed, with my fingers tied to the covers, trying to pretend to be asleep and my body shivering.
As soon as he went to bed, he found something wrong with me, so he reached out and turned on the headlight.
And as soon as the light was lit, he lifted up my covering, but he saw Me in tears.
“How did my sister cry? Did you have a nightmare?”
In that moment, I felt like I had a bad dream, like I had heard his phone call earlier and never existed.
Zheng Hua Ji held me in his arms, comforted me for a long time, and I kept quiet, but then my head was drowsy, and my heart fell down, knowing that the effect of sleeping pills had not passed, but I fell asleep.
7
After my honeymoon trip, I returned to my country with Zheng Hua Ji, when my heart and that which existed before my departure had changed in different ways, but I did not let Zheng Hua Ji notice.
Zheng Hua Chi has always been kind to me, and I am pleased to accept that.
When he returned home, he stopped taking me sleeping pills, but my time difference seemed like it was too late.
In the middle of the night, I couldn’t sleep again, I saw Jung Wah Ji sleeping right next to me, I walked out of the bedroom and stood alone by the balcony, watching the neon light that couldn’t see the side.
When Jung Wah Ji came, I heard footsteps, and I looked at him and went back.
Zheng Hua Ji came to hold me from behind, and he was taller than me, and he stood behind me, and he put his chin over my head, and he took a deep breath, and his voice was low, and he asked, “Is it insomnia again?” I’m sorry.
I replied with my heart: “Well. I’m sorry.
Then I unearthed Zheng Hua Ji holding my hand.
We said, “Go back to sleep, leave me alone.” I’m sorry.
Zheng Hua Ji smiled and said, “Who cares about you?” I’m sorry.
He took my hand and said, “If you can’t sleep, I’ll talk to you.” I’m sorry.
And then he talked to me, from when we first met, to when we got married, and now he’s talking about all of us.
He was intoxicated, and I was with him, and he was gentle, and his face covered with a faint smile, but my heart went cold without knowing.
About half an hour later, my face showed up, and he held me up and walked into the bedroom.
When I was so tired, he smiled softly, and he put me on the bed with great tenderness, helping me with the covers, and then fell a shallow kiss over my forehead, whispering, “Good night, sister.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t stay and sleep with me, but he walked out of the bedroom and opened the door gently.
After he left, I opened my eyes, and I didn’t really feel sleepy, I just didn’t want to hear him talk anymore, after all, it was boring and ridiculous.
8
Shortly afterwards, I received a call from my former colleague, Kim, who invited me to her birthday party.
Wood is the only friend I’ve been in contact with since I left, and we’ve been very close.
I remember when many of my colleagues heard that I was going to marry a seven-year-old boyfriend who was younger than me, who apparently blessed me, who didn’t say anything about my old cow eating grass, or who gave up my job for love.
Wood is the only one who warned my friend in person. She said, “Vivy, don’t blame me. You don’t know your little boyfriend very long. You have to grow up. Young people are afraid to play enough, like the young men who want to get married, can’t figure out what bad water is in their stomachs. I’m sorry.
I was in a hot relationship with Jung Wah Ji.
But I didn’t know that she was saying that.
9
Woody’s birthday party was at the bar, and when I went to the bar, I didn’t report it to Jung Wah Chi, and I didn’t mean it, it was natural.
I drank a lot that night, and it was 2:00 in the morning when Jung Wah Ji came to pick me up.
I’ve always had a bad amount of wine, and I’m already drunk.
When Zheng Hua Ji came to find me, I was lying on the couch with my eyes closed and unconscious.
When he picked me up, I opened my eyes and looked at him, and said, “How did you know I was here?” I’m sorry.
Wood came up and laughed, “You’re too late to come home, you’re too late for your husband. He’s smart to call me, and I told him the address.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but laugh and say nothing.
When I returned, Zheng Hua Ji put me on the sofa, and some heartily said, “How did you drink so much today?” I’m sorry.
And I said to him, “I am happy with wood’s birthday.” I’m sorry.
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I said with my eyes closed, “I forgot today. I’m sorry.
He spat and didn’t say anything.
10
When I dated Jung Wah Ji, he didn’t always leave me alone.
There’s a lot of friction between lovers. My favorite thing is when he plays games.
When he played the game, it was a dirty word, and at first I was so ashamed of him, and then when he pulled me to play the game, I was in the same state as him, and sometimes when we played the game, we scolded him.
I’ll never touch the game again when I’m home, and I don’t think it means anything, but Jung Hua Ji still plays the game when he’s free.
When I came back from the outside and heard the door open, he turned his head and smiled at me and said, “Son, go wash your hands and change your clothes. I’m packing shrimp dumplings that you like to eat today. I’m cooking in the pot. I’ve got another game to finish. We’ll eat dumplings later. I’m sorry.
I went to the bathroom.
I turned on the tap, but the sound of the water was not a cover for his roar when he played games.
And We wrinkled our frown, then we walked towards him, and his game was fierce.
I said, “Will you be quiet?” I’m sorry.
And he paused, and he laid down his cell phone, and stood up, and grabbed my hand, and smiled, and said, “I will listen to whatever my sister says.” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but remember once when he played a game, and when I told him to be quiet, he yelled at me, “Can’t you cover your ears?” I’m sorry.
I really thought he was in a hurry, and I didn’t think he was too careful, but even though he reacted quickly and apologized to me, I didn’t warn him after that, no matter how horrid he was when he played the game.
It was only my understanding that when I persuaded him at that time, he did not react in the first place simply because he was careless and, to be precise, he simply failed to take me seriously and showed himself by accident.
Eleven.
He left the game and ran to the kitchen with dumplings.
And he knew that We preferred, and that he would be jealous of the dumplings, so he prepared the vinegar, so he took it with him.
I used to feel the best dumplings, but now I feel the tasteless.
He sat across from me with his chin in his hand, staring at me with his face and asking, “Is it good? I’m sorry.
When I looked up and touched his eyes full of hope, I didn’t have any fluctuations in my heart, and I said, “When I want shrimp dumplings, I’ll buy my own brand. You don’t have to pack it myself. I’m sorry.
The light in his eyes faded.
After a long time, he asked, “Is it in a bad mood lately?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t think too much. I said, “No.” I’m sorry.
And he stunned, and then he ate his own dumplings, and a moment later he said, “O sister, since you returned, you will not play with me. I miss when we played together.” I’m sorry.
And I smiled, and said, “I’m not a young man. You like to play these games, and I’m new.” I’m sorry.
Zheng Hua Ji was in a hurry to say, “Where is your sister not young? Your natural baby face looks smaller than mine.” I’m sorry.
Listening to him in such a hurry, I lost my sense of humor and came out of my head that night.
He said, “How can I love an old woman seven years older than me?” I’m sorry.
While sleeping at night, Zheng Hua Ji took the initiative to hold me and then buried his face in my chest as comfortable and secure.
He said, “You smell so soft…”
I looked at him like I used to. And his cheek, and I said, “Sleep, I am sleepy.” I’m sorry.
Zheng Hua Ji’s body has become a bit stiff, but he hasn’t said anything.
I closed my eyes and I didn’t think about it.
A moment later, Zheng Hua Ji took the initiative to hold my hand, even with ten fingers on me, the little sneaky moves, the careful.
Then he whispered, “Sir, I feel like you’ve been different lately.” I’m sorry.
I was closed, my brain was fine, and I said, “No, you’re thinking too much. I’m sorry.
He was silent, and I could feel him looking at me while I was closed.
Then, after a while, he said, “It may be that I have suffered too much.” I’m sorry.
We were exhausted, and when I returned, I could hardly sleep on a day, and that night We were able to discern with certainty, and he gave me sleeping pills.
And I was asleep in my sleep, and I heard Zheng Hua Qi, saying, “Son, I will go with you to the hospital the day after tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
All I wanted to do was sleep, and I completely forgot to tell him that the doctor had moved and that my appointment was not the day after, but the day after.
12
I slept all night, and when I got up the next day, Zheng Hua Ji disappeared, but he made breakfast and left me a note saying he was in trouble at home.
When I finished my examination that day, I came out of the hospital building, passing through a lawn square in the hospital, and I saw a young girl sitting in a wheelchair.
Surprisingly, the girl I knew, when her family found me after my heart had succeeded, looked at me with gratitude and introduced herself to me, saying her name was Pam.
Pang Lin’s face is so sad, but her eyes are full of smiles.
She’s standing in front of a big boy her age.
I think the boy’s back is familiar, and he’s wearing the same clothes as Jung Wah Ji.
I came a few steps closer and looked curiously, and when I saw the boy’s face, I realized it was really Jung Wah Ji!
Zheng Hua Ji made several faces in front of Pan-Lin, made her happy, saw her laugh, and even raised his arms and struck her in a more loving manner.
I can’t even believe that when I look at that scene, I’m able to keep my heart shut, and there’s no discomfort.
13
Soon after, the wood sent me a picture.
“Vivy, this is your husband Zheng Hua Ji, right? I’m sorry.
When I saw the picture, I stopped.
The picture is in the front of the reception hall of a hotel, where a couple of new men are Zheng Hua Ji and the woman is Pan Lin.
Wood sent me a text message soon after, and she said, “I asked the front desk of the hotel, which said there’s a new man at the engagement party tonight, and I asked the groom’s name, which is really Jung Wah Ji!” What’s going on? Did you really get fooled by Jung Wah Ji? I’m sorry.
We did not explain to the wood in detail, but only said: “I will come to see it at night. I’m sorry.
The engagement dinner for Zheng Hua Ji and Pan-Lin was held at the same time, and the wood came with me.
When I arrived, Jung Wah Ji and Pang Lin were engaged.
I looked at that scene from afar, and I didn’t feel sad at all, but it was ridiculous.
“How can you be so calm? It’s your husband! I’m sorry.
I said, “Not soon enough.” I’m sorry.
14
I took out my phone and called Zheng Hua Ji, and he stood on the stage and the phone in his pocket was ringing, and he took a look and hung up.
Soon he sent me a text saying, “Sister, I’m borrowing books in the library, so I can’t answer the phone, and I’ll come back to you when I’m done. I’m sorry.
It is true that I lied to him, and I don’t know what he can think of these excuses, and I can’t help but think that I would have believed him if I hadn’t seen him standing before me.
After he had returned my text message, he responded well to what the moderator had said and laughed.
I walked towards him step by step, very calm, but the wood was not.
She came up to the stage and yelled, “Do you think you can stand Viv? Does anyone here know you’re married and have a wife? I’m sorry.
When Zheng Hua Ji saw the wood, he shrugged his face, but soon he saw me standing behind it.
So I looked at him in peace, and my lips were down, and my eyes were full of smiles.
He came towards me in panic: “Sister, I can explain!” I’m sorry.
A lot of Pine’s family knew me, and when they saw me, they all showed up.
Pineline was there, and she looked at me pale, biting her teeth and covered her eyes with jealousy and disgust.
I looked at Zheng Hua Ji, and I was not sad at all, but I was tired. I said, “Stop playing, let’s divorce.” I’m sorry.
15
It was a week after I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce, and I haven’t seen Jung Wah Ji for a week, and when I saw him, his face was so pale, his chin was covered in cyanid slags, and the whole person seemed to have lost weight.
I smiled and said, “I’m really sorry for interrupting your engagement. I’m sorry.
It was as if he had a stomach full of words and wanted to talk to me, but he kept quiet after hearing my words.
And for a long time he said: Sister, I was wrong. Will you give me one last chance? I promise you, I’m not going to see Pan-Lin again. I’m sorry.
When he spoke, his eyes were filled with tears and his eyes were pathetic and pathetic.
I don’t know if he’s telling the truth, but his retention surprises me, but it makes sense.
After all, as long as we’re married and I die, he can donate my heart in my husband’s name.
Let me put it mildly: “There is no discussion about divorce. I’m sorry.
16
When I got my divorce papers, I suddenly blacked out.
When I woke up, Zheng Hua Ji was with me, with all his eyes red, with all his pain and guilt.
He said, “Did you get more and more pain? Why didn’t you tell me anything? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t breathe, I closed my eyes again, and I didn’t answer him.
Indeed, when I last checked, the doctor told me I was getting worse.
I was free when Jung Hua Ji wasn’t around.
I accidentally doubled the use of painkillers, which led to this.
Then Zheng Hua Chi said, “Son, let me be with you, even as a friend.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him with no different eyes than a stranger.
I said, calmly and indifferently, “No need. I’m sorry.
17
I drove out Zheng Hua Ji and started a one-man trip.
About half a month after I left, wood called me and she asked me if I was dying.
I asked her how she knew I was sick, and she said she saw online public opinion.
I was a little bit distracted at the time. What kind of public opinion would have let wood know I was sick?
When the wood called me, I stood by the sea, and it heard the waves, and asked me, “Are you on the sea?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Well, don’t worry about me. I’m feeling fine now. I’m sorry.
Wood was crying at the end of the phone.
Then she said to me, “Vivy, I will always be with you no matter how people see you.” I’m sorry.
I laughed and said, “Well, so did I. I’m sorry.
After I hung up on the phone, I checked the Internet to find out that I was in a hot search.
It’s not a good thing to find out about my opinion, about the older women who are involved in other people’s feelings, or even to get married, and about the confusion in their private lives that they deserve to suffer from a brain tumor…
I’ve been the target of countless cyberstorms, and I understand why wood cried like that.
I didn’t think those people were still holding on to me.
On the contrary, as a victim of the whole thing, Pan-Lin’s condition has been brought to the attention of the entire population, and countless people have helped her find the right source of the heart for her condition, but my blood type and that of Pan-Lin are scarce panda blood, and it’s hard to find the right source of the heart.
I suddenly couldn’t bear to laugh at the comments on the Internet.
They do everything they can to cure Pan-Lin’s illness. It must be because I’ve read the plan, so they’re deliberately retaliating against me, and they’re looking for a cure for Pan-Lin.
At the same time, a number of statements came from around me.
“That woman’s like the one who cheated on the Internet. I’m sorry.
“As if it were, she’d been punished and sick because she was in trouble.” I’m sorry.
“But I hear she’s very sick. She’s dying? I’m sorry.
“The shameless woman who died deserved it! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Ignorant people always prefer blackmail because, when maliciously directed against a person, they imagine how many shameful things he has done.
I turn on my cell phone music, put on my headphones and isolate all voices.
But there are those who prefer not only to speak quickly, but also to use it to warm up and earn ill-gotten gains.
We are surrounded by a host of red hosts who live by the sea.
I don’t know who pulled my headphones, and then the whole thing came up at me.
“Miss Chow, you’re not going to explain in the face of what you’re saying on the Internet? I’m sorry.
“Can you tell us how rich your old life was? I’m sorry.
“You also named the 18 men 18 Rohans, so I’m sure they’re brave in that respect. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Sometimes bad faith starts at one point and spreads across the world, creating countless ridiculous statements that make you feel so ridiculous, but others speak out.
18
My whereabouts were revealed in front of the public.
I became a street mouse, a slut and a mean old woman who everyone shouted.
The purpose of my travels was to look at the beauty of the world in the few days remaining and to bring peace to my heart, but too many people disrupted my plans and tried to keep me alive.
I gave up my struggle, and that night I dragged my body to the sea.
The waves followed by waves of cold and cold sea winds that came to my body, like knives, with a bloody wound.
I took off my shoes and my feet were not in the water, and the coolness that came out of my feet was not enough for my cold heart.
Zheng Hua Ji suddenly called me and I took a look at my phone and pressed the answering button.
His voice sounded anxious, and he said, “Sir, don’t worry about the online opinion. I’ve managed to fix it. Don’t do anything stupid. Will you wait for me?” I’m sorry.
And We lifted up our eyes, and looked at the sea, which was dark, and could not look to the side, and went one by one towards the sea.
His voice continues to come from his cell phone, and I am listening but not responding to him.
And he had already brought a cry in his implacable voice. He said: Sister, I beg you, will you speak to me? I’m sorry. I know I’m wrong. I’m sorry.
I took another step forward, and the water has not reached my chest.
“Don’t call me again. I’m sorry.
After that, I threw my phone in the water, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.
I was so afraid of death when I learned that I had a brain tumor, but when I was getting closer to death, it became clear to me that death was not terrible, and that freedom and freedom would bring me so much comfort.
It’s really hard to suffocate because the water’s not coming over my head. I’m glad I can’t swim, so I can’t even save myself.
When I approach death indefinitely, my brain is blank, and I have nothing to do with the world.
19
When I woke up, I smelled like disinfectant water.
For a second, I looked at the white ceiling and the whole person was blind.
Sister, I’m sorry I’m sorry
The sound of Zheng Hua Ji’s remorse and guilt came in my ear.
And We turned to him, and the eyes of his weeping eyes and the pale face.
When I woke up, he held my hand and apologized.
“Sister, it’s my fault I didn’t protect you, I was wrong! I’m sorry.
I’m really not used to that.
“Why do you want me to live? Why don’t you sign my organ consent while I’m unconscious and let me die?” I’m sorry.
Then Zheng Hua Ji started to cry, and said, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
I took my hand back from his hand and smiled with my bare eyes: “Where did I come long?” Jung Wah Ji, your acting is getting worse. I’m sorry.
Zheng Hua Ji rushed to get his cell phone out and lighted several pages into front of me.
He said, “I made it clear to you that they wanted to denigrate you, and I posted my conversations with them on the Internet, and things turned upside down, and everyone knew that you were the real victim.” I’m sorry.
I had an unexpected look at what the Internet had successfully reversed. It’s been a turn of events, people have been scolded by the Internet, I’ve been stabbed on the Internet, and countless people have apologized to me.
I asked Jung Wah Ji: “Do you not feel sorry for Pan-Lin? I’m sorry.
He said, “Sister, it doesn’t matter. I love you, and the rest have nothing to do with me.” I’m sorry.
Zheng Hua Ji’s words do surprise me, but only accidents.
20
During that time, public opinion on the Internet was particularly fermenting, and although Pan-Lin’s family had been subjected to cyber violence, the worst was Zheng Hua Ji.
Zheng Hua Ji was also unsavory and offended everyone, and in the end I didn’t retake him.
I stopped travelling and went home, and my body deteriorated.
Once I fainted at home and woke up, I was lying in the hospital bed, and it was unexpected that Zheng Hua Jie had sent me to the hospital, and although we had already divorced, I had the key to my home in the future.
When I woke up, it was clear to me that I could not lift up my strength and that the pain in my body seemed to be fading, and I knew that I could be in a state of sleep at any time.
Jung Wah Ji was by my bed, and the wood came.
We said: “I would like to speak to the wood alone. I’m sorry.
Then Zheng Hua Ji said, “Well, I’ll go out first. I’m sorry.
In fact, I’m just talking to wood about two things behind me, but she was crying all the time, and I can’t even tell if she remembers what I told her.
Then I fell asleep, and once when I woke up, Zheng Hua Ji grabbed my hand and said, “Sister, why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
I was wondering why he suddenly became so emotional.
I said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
He cried and said, “Why haven’t you told me about your will long before we got married? You planned to donate your organs. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but remember what I did when I promised to marry him.
I was willing to make a will because I was so happy that it specifically mentioned that I would donate all my organs before I died.
I looked at him a bit, and I said, “It seems that Chen’s lawyer has come. I’m sorry.
When I made my will, I was afraid that Zheng Hua Ji would not be able to donate my organs after my death, so I specifically called a lawyer and gave it to him.
It’s the first thing I’ve ever told her about my organ donation to the hospital, and it’s hard for her to hear it and really help me find him.
Although Zheng Hua Ji’s marriage did not have a good outcome, I am relieved that since I had already made a will to donate all my available organs, I did not repent but thought I had done something meaningful before I died.
Maybe God can’t even see what those people did to me. Just a day later, the doctor found out that my heart was causing a slight failure.
For the first time, I truly felt that God wasn’t so unfair to me, and those people, at the end of the day, they were still slamming.
I thought Zheng Hua Ji would be anxious for Pan-Lin, but he didn’t.
And he cried and laughed as if he were a devil. Then he laughed and said, “The punishment.” Then he held me in tears and begged me not to leave him.
Later, I didn’t know when I fell asleep, and I couldn’t wake up.
I remember another thing that I said to wood until I died. I told wood that when I died, I would not tell Zheng Huai where my ashes were buried, so that he would never find me again for the rest of his life, so that I would find a true rest in peace.
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In the meantime, the Pan-Lin family and Zheng Hua Ji were once again attacked by the netizens.
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But it is they, not them, who were destined for it, even if they used their means to deceive, take and rob.
The situation is already serious, but she’s panda blood, and it’s too hard to find a suitable source of heart, and when their whole family sees hope right in front of them, the bad news comes.
Zhou Wei had signs of a slight heart failure at the end of the brain tumor, so the only successful source of the heart for Pineline had ended.
At the moment of the news, Pine’s family, including Pine, had completely collapsed.
But without a heart, the cyberstorm continues, and their whole family lives in a deep fire, and while they struggle to find a source that can save Pan-Lin, those donors who know what their family has done have clearly refused at the first stage of the combination, and Pan-Lin is panda blood, and it is hard to find the right source of the heart.
After about three months, Pine left the world because of heart failure, and her greatest wish before dying was to see Zheng Hua Ji again, but Zheng Hua Ji was already gone and no one found him.
At the time, Zheng Hua Ji was actually looking around for Zhou Wei’s ashes.
wood once told him that the last wish before Zhou Wei died was never to let Zheng Hua Jii find where her ashes were buried, and in order for Zhou Wei to rest in peace, wood kept his promise and will keep it in mind forever!
Zheng Hua Ji pleaded for wood many times, and did not let wood speak, and in the end he went around looking for it. He ran through every graveyard in the area, looking for a single monument. Although many of those who had died in the same name as Zhou We found none of them.
He did not find it locally, and he went out to look for it, but he went all the way to Zhou Wei.
About a year later, Zheng Hua Ji had been found on the Internet, but it had been a year since Zheng Hua Ji had been found, and soon he had been forgotten.
When Zheng Hua Ji looked for Zhou Wei for the fifth year, he was drunk one night and called Kim.
He cried, “Please, tell me where she is. I’m sorry.
The wood was a bit uncomfortable, she said, “It was her last wish to have her ashes spilled into the sea, and she said it was her home.” I’m sorry.
That night, Zheng Wah Ji cried to his liver, and then went to the seaside, where he found a job to settle down and wanted to spend the rest of his life protecting Zhou Wei.
Many years later, Zheng Hua Ji called wood on Zhou Wei Day, and said, “I made too much of a mistake, and the saddest thing in my life was that when I found myself in love with her, she left me forever. I’m sorry.
And when the wood answered the phone, he was holding a bunch of daisies in his hand and standing in front of a gravestone without words.
And when he hung up the phone, the wood put the daisies in front of the tombstone, and she said, “Vivi, I lied to Zheng Hua Ji. I sent him far away from you. Will you rest in peace?” I’m sorry.
A gentle breeze passed over her cheek, and the wood raised its lips gently, and she thought she had been answered by Zhou Wei.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
