MTL - Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival!-Chapter 34 Huo Shao is emotional

  Chapter 34 Huo Shao is emotional

  Outside the car window, the torrential rain hit the glass crazily, making a thumping sound.

  Every sound of rain seemed to hit Huo Sicheng's heart, he couldn't help but raise his hand and put it on the heart, his heart was palpitating and uneasy.

  His long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with undisguised worry, "Ah Qing, hurry up."

  The driver Ah Qing respectfully said: "Yes, young master."

  Longshan is called Longshan because the surrounding mountains look like a dragon. It is the best geomantic treasure in Jiangcheng, and it is also the cemetery where the rich and powerful bury their ancestors.

  During the day, the scenery of Longshan Mountain is extremely beautiful, and the view is the best. At night, Longshan Mountain is particularly gloomy due to the lush forests.

  The surrounding street lights were dimmed under the storm, which brought a mysterious gloom to Longshan.

  The road leading to the cemetery is narrow, and the vehicles can no longer get in. The moment Ah Qing opened the car door, the cold wind blew in with the rain, making him shiver.

  He hurriedly got out of the car and opened the rear door with an umbrella, "Master, please be careful."

  Huo Sicheng's thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, he raised his hand to take a suit jacket of his own, and took the umbrella from Ah Qing's hand.

   "Wait here." He went deep into the cemetery.

  In the evening of early summer, it was raining heavily, especially in the mountains where the temperature was low and very cold.

  Huos entered the cemetery from the barrier-free passage in a wheelchair. Even though he had an umbrella in his hand, the rain still wet his body.

  But compared to him being wet, when he thought of Gu Qingcheng wearing a thin dress, his phoenix eyes became more worried, and the hand holding the umbrella handle was so hard that his knuckles turned white.

  Finally, what he saw was a slender figure sitting in front of a tomb, and the faint light from the street lamp in the distance was enough for him to see the face of that person clearly.

  Gu Qingcheng.

  Under the heavy rain, Gu Qingcheng sat in front of her mother Mu Xia's grave.

  Her long black hair was stuck to her face due to the rain, and her head was buzzing from the rain, her whole body was drenched, her lips turned white from the cold wind, and her body trembled slightly.

  Even so, she still didn't intend to leave.

  She misses her mother.

  I miss my mother very, very much.

  If her mother was still alive, Chu He would not have married Gu Tianhao, she would not have been killed, and she would not have been alone.

   With trembling hands, she gently caressed the photo of her mother.

  The heavy rain blurred her eyes, making it difficult for her to see her mother's portrait.

  But the way her mother loves and smiles at her has long been engraved in her soul.

   "Mom..." she called hoarsely, "My daughter misses you very much."

  She wanted to cry a lot to vent all the grievances and anger in her heart.

  However, she can no longer cry, and the long years have already taught her to bear all the pain alone.

  Not far away, Huo Sicheng had a panoramic view of Gu Qingcheng's fragile side, and his heart ached.

  For him, if Gu Qingcheng smiles once, he can be happy for many days.

   But she cries once, and he will be sad for many years.

  Although she didn't cry, the weakness she exuded made him sad and cherished.

  Many women either cry when they encounter things, or suffer from the torture and pain of others. They never think about fighting for themselves and fighting against the injustice of fate.

  In her words, a woman who mourns her misfortune and angers her indisputable is the most useless and cowardly woman.

  So she fights, ever since her mother died, she has been fighting for everything that should belong to her, and bravely resisting the unfair fate.

   She is charming and unique like this.

  So outsiders only see her as the eldest lady of the Gu family, the principal of Diyi, a dancer, the number one lady in Jiangcheng, the number one beauty, so many glamorous appearances and titles.

  But he is the only one who understands her, knows how proud she is, how stubborn and strong she is to resist all the pain alone, and knows that she never allows her to cry.

  He knows, knows that even though she is not perfect, she is as strong as a fiery flame, burning in this world, brilliant and heart-burning.

   "Qingcheng..." He called her name in a low voice, and walked towards her with the deep-seated yearning for her that seemed to last for several lifetimes.

  At this time, Gu Qingcheng was exhausted. The heavy rain made her dizzy, and the cold made her tremble even more.

   The dizziness became more and more intense, making her eyes black.

  She was very tired and wanted to close her eyes and go to sleep, to sleep next to her mother, to be with her, so that she would not be lonely, and her mother would not be here alone.

  Finally stretching her body to the limit, she leaned her head against the photo of her mother on the tombstone, closed her eyes, and called out longingly: "Mom..."

  When Huo Sicheng saw Gu Qingcheng lying in front of the tombstone, he was shocked and hurried forward to hug Gu Qingcheng in his arms.

  Gu Qingcheng in his arms was as cold as ice, her beautiful face was pale to transparent, as if it would disappear at any moment.

   "Qingcheng, don't sleep, don't sleep..." He hurriedly called Gu Qingcheng's name tremblingly.

   In a trance, Gu Qingcheng heard someone calling his name.

  She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't. She just felt that she was in a warm and safe embrace, which made her lustful, made her feel at ease, and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

  Huo Sicheng hurriedly wrapped Gu Qingcheng in the clean coat that he would rather get wet himself than protect it in his arms.

   "Qingcheng, you can't sleep, you will get sick if you sleep like this."

  He shouted Gu Qingcheng's name loudly, and patted her little face, but she showed no sign of waking up.

  Damn it.

  He must get out of here quickly, she needs a warm place.

  In the car, Huo Sicheng urged Ah Qing anxiously, "Turn the temperature inside the car to the highest."

   It was the first time Ah Qing saw Gu Qingcheng look so weak, he accidentally turned up the temperature and then hurriedly drove away from the cemetery.

  Huo Sicheng slightly opened his thin lips, his voice was low and trembling with fear, "Qingcheng, wake up."

  No matter how Huo Sicheng called, Gu Qingcheng showed no signs of waking up, and even developed a high fever.

   "Ah Qing, go to the nearest hospital, hurry up!" Huo Sicheng was so distressed that he couldn't breathe, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, with me here, you will be fine."

  In the car, the temperature was very high. Gu Qingcheng's body was hot and cold. Even when she was asleep, she frowned, with a painful expression on her face.

  The former Huo Sicheng never thought that Gu Qingcheng could lie in his arms so quietly and docilely.

  Although she is so peacefully in his arms now, he would rather she punch and kick him than see her unconscious in such pain.

   "Qingcheng..." He called her name over and over again, with his unique attachment to her for many years, just wanting to wake her up.

  In the nearest hospital, doctors rushed to receive treatment.

  The attending doctor saw Gu Qingcheng's body temperature, and announced very nervously: "The patient has a high fever of forty-five, falls into a coma, loses heartbeat at any time, and is ready for first aid."

  Outside the emergency room, Huo Sicheng's handsome face was pale, his usually dark, deep and indifferent phoenix eyes were full of panic, and his trembling hands showed that he was holding back the tension and worry in his heart.

   Ah Qing has never seen the young master Huo Sicheng so panicked.

  But he understands, because as long as he faces Gu Qingcheng, the young master will always be confused.

   "Master, Madam will be fine." He comforted Huo Sicheng.

"Ah Qing, I'm actually scared." Huo Sicheng looked at the closed door of the emergency room, his hands were shaking violently, his thin lips parted and his teeth trembled: "I've been watching coldly, forcing myself to be emotionless. But look, I My body betrayed me, my heart told me that I was emotional, and I couldn't help myself."

  Ah Qing looked at Huo Sicheng distressedly.

  The word love is the most complicated, but also the most beautiful existence in the world.

  The young master's love for Gu Qingcheng is hot and restrained.

  Just as he was about to speak, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened.

   "Excuse me, who is the family member of the patient?" The nurse came out.

  Ah Qing hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

  At this moment, Huo Sicheng's mind flickered when he said the patient's family.

  Dependents.

Yes.

  He and Gu Qingcheng are husband and wife, and besides her parents, he is the only family member in her family.

  No matter how she stepped on two boats, three boats, under legal circumstances, she belonged to him alone.

  His voice was low and trembling: "I am."

  The nurse took the form and handed it to Huo Sicheng, "The patient's condition is very dangerous, please sign the critical illness notice."

   With a bang, Huo Sicheng's mind almost went blank for a moment.

  Endless fear crawled all over his body, making him angrily question the nurse: "What did you say?"

   The highest fever record in human history is 46.5°C. The service plot promoted the plot to make Gu Qingcheng 45, and the extremely rare high fever would make her die at any time, so Huo Sicheng was asked to sign a critical illness notice and tell the hero Huo Sicheng about Gu Qingcheng's sudden death. Serving the plot and promoting the plot is nothing more than that.

  (end of this chapter)