Chapter 1421 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 373

She lowered her head, sniffed, and said in a low voice: "I'm doing fine now, Qing Ye, I'm not as bad as you think... But if you refuse to take the antidote, how can you make me feel at ease?"

"Xiao Ran, who...is that person?" Qing Ye opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Ran in despair.

This was the most painful and depressing thing for Qing Ye. Not only was he unable to protect Qiao Ran, but he also made Qiao Ran feel wronged because of him.

He couldn't even think of the meaning of living like this...

He would rather die...

Qiao Ran stared blankly at Qing Ye, opened her lips slightly, and said softly, "The class leader... told you?"

Qing Ye let out a low laugh, smiled and laughed, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes, it was the first time he shed tears in front of Qiao Ran, even when the toxicity was onset, even when the pain was so painful that he could not live without him. He had never cried before, but at this moment, he almost suppressed crying, "Xiao Ran... I beg you... don't humiliate yourself like this for me... okay... I'm going to die, I'd rather die ah……"

Qiao Ran's tears fell silently, she slowly squatted down beside the bed, grasped Qing Ye's hand very hard, and said word by word: "Don't die, Qing Ye, I want to You swear, no one abused me, really no... that person... treats me... very well."

Good enough to put her to shame.

But what she said made Qing Ye so painful that he couldn't even speak. He couldn't laugh or cry, "Those games of high-ranking officials... can you afford it? Will you always be nice to you? You were so kind at the beginning. Trust the troupe master, he wants to feed you poisoned wine as soon as he turns his head?"

Qiao Ran stared blankly at Qing Ye, speechless...

For a moment, she was also very confused, but it was only for a moment, and soon she figured it out, different, Sheng Bianmo is different from other rich people...

Qiao Ran shook her head vigorously, she tried very hard to explain to Qing Ye that he was different, he was really different.

But Qing Ye looked at her and smiled desperately: "What about me...Xiao Ran, what should I do?"

Qiao Ran was suddenly speechless.

"You're going to make me watch you because I'm going to be with someone else, aren't you?"

Qiao Ran pursed her lips tightly, unable to say a word.

"Then, wait for you to give me an antidote from time to time, just to survive, right?"

Qing Ye spoke calmly, then suddenly smiled softly, her voice was still so hoarse, as if she was someone who was about to die at any moment: "Then what am I living for..."

"I work hard every day for Xiao Ran, but if I can't even live for myself, how can I live..."

Qiao Ran lowered her head, still holding the bottle of antidote in her hand, and said softly, "Then live for yourself, okay?"

Qing Ye stared at her for a long time, then slowly closed her eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

She fed him the antidote herself, and Qing Ye obediently opened his mouth to swallow it, but during the whole process, neither of them spoke.

Qiao Ran finally stood up from the bed with great difficulty, "I... I'm leaving."

Qing Ye closed her eyes, still saying "OK".

After Qiao Ran left, Qing Ye slowly spit out the antidote from her mouth again, this time it was completely crushed.