Chapter 1270 Is This a Last Word?

Yan Huan walked out of the hospital empty-handed. She got her luggage back from the hotel. She moved her steps forward. It was obvious that she was short of breath and had no strength. It was obvious that she could not even move now. I don't want to take any step.

However, in the end she was still stubborn and left here step by step with her luggage.

The assistant opened the door, put his shoes aside, and walked in barefoot. At this time, Yan Huan was shrinking her body under the quilt. Was she asleep or sick?

"Miss Yan, are you okay?"

The assistant asked carefully. She flew over as soon as she received Yan Huan's call.

And she hadn't seen Yan Huan for several days.

The quilt on the bed moved, and then a hand stretched out from inside, with almost white to transparent skin. Then the quilt twisted again, and Yan Huan had already lifted the quilt.

Her face was whiter than her arms, and her chin was now very pointed. It was almost as if she had lost a lot of weight in a few days, and now only a pair of eyes remained on her face. .

"Miss Yan, what's wrong with you?"

The assistants were all frightened.

This is great, why did it become like this?

"It's okay," Yan Huan breathed softly, but every time she breathed, she felt a little short of breath. She knew that she should actually be staying in a hotel now, but she didn't want to go to that place.

This is a temporary place she has found for herself. However, despite her severe discomfort, she is afraid that if she dies here alone, no one will find out. Will someone find out when the time comes? At that time, she was already dead and dead, her body would emit a stench, her death would be very ugly, and she would disgust everyone.

She sat up and hugged her legs.

"Jiayi, come here."

Yan Huan now feels very powerless even if he says another sentence. It seems that after this sentence, there may be no next sentence.

The assistant hurried over and stood beside Yan Huan. Yan Huan's current condition was really bad. You Qi's face had almost no color at all.

"Jiayi, can you hug me?"

Yan Huan's nose suddenly became sore, like a lost and abandoned child.

The assistant stretched out her hand and hugged Yan Huan. She was brought out by Yi Ling, so she knew Yan Huan's thoughts best. But she didn't know why Yan Huan liked someone like Lu Qin. She told Yan Huan more than once , but Yan Huan didn’t listen. He still wanted to go to Guan alone. Now Lu Qin and Meng Ni rolled together, but she was here alone.

Yan Huan raised her face and smiled, just like her uninjured self before.

"Jiayi, if I die and I don't go anywhere, you can bury me in my mother's Yiling, so that our family can be reunited."

"Miss Yan..." The assistant was suddenly afraid. Why did she say this? How about not saying this? She was afraid.

"I have already made a will. You know where to put it." Yan Huan still hugged her knees. She buried her face in her knees. I was afraid that I might not breathe in a second, but I seemed to There were still many things to do, but it seemed that there was nothing to do. She touched her face, and everything between her tentacles seemed to be cold all the way, and there was not even a trace of warmth left in her.

"I guess I died alone."

As she spoke, her fingers were also holding on to the quilt, and the joints of her fingers were as pale and weak as paper. Her voice was also softer, and the assistant could not hear what she was saying...

Yan Huan closed her eyes, but in the end she was talking to herself, and only she could hear it.

"I really should have listened to you, so that I wouldn't be deceived. You know, Yan Huan smiled, but the consequence of knowing is not relief, but pain. He doesn't love me, what he wants is my back resources, but they have to step on my shoulders to climb up.”

"He rose step by step, but I fell step by step."

"I know what's waiting for me in the end is to be abandoned. Do you think I'm stupid?" She lowered her eyelashes. She didn't cry or have any tears, and her heart didn't hurt.

And she stretched out her hand and took her phone again. She held the phone firmly in her hand. This phone accompanied her through the happiest days, but in the end it caused her far more harm than Lu Qin's scheme. It still hurt, it still hurt, almost to the point where she couldn't breathe. It seemed like she was the one who was hit in the chest by the bullet.

Then every time I breathed in, it hurt.

"He doesn't love me either..." She murmured to herself, and a drop of water rolled up on the phone, so transparent and so sad. "He said he would always be with me. He promised not to have a girlfriend, but he lied to me."

"He cheated me of everything." She raised her face and looked forward, but the light in her sight was constantly breaking and disappearing.

She shattered my dreams, she destroyed my love, she destroyed my life...

"Miss Yan, I can't hear what you are saying. The assistant listened for a long time and seemed to only see Yan Huan's mouth moving, but what about the voice? Where did the voice go?

How can I comfort her if she can't hear her?

Yan Huan smiled.

Forget it, if she doesn't understand, she will live long. Even if she hears it, what can she do? She won't understand, and no one will understand.

She slowly loosened her hand, and the phone fell on the quilt, and her thick eyelashes fell weakly on her pale face, finally leaving a paler arc.

"Miss Yan..." The assistant suddenly felt nervous, and her hands and feet trembled. She thought Yan Huan was dead.

Because Yan Huan just seemed to be telling her last words. For a moment, she really felt that Yan Huan didn't even breathe. Her hands were very cold, almost without a trace of temperature.

This was the time for a flower to bloom, the moment for a firework to bloom, a process of reincarnation of life and death, a choice between life and death.

"Mom, Mom..."

The little child groped forward, as if he wanted to grab something.

At this time, a hand was placed on his little shoulder.

"Mom," the child suddenly smiled and hugged her waist happily, "Mom, Xiaoguang finally found you."

Yan Huan actually didn't know why she came here, maybe she died.

She squatted down and held the child's small body in her arms.