She looked up at him, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually disappeared. She stretched out her hand and carefully stroked his handsome cheek. Her eyes were locked on his face. The sad expression was very like the melancholy of parting.

As soon as his heart hurt, he held her hand tightly and looked at her for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Yan Yan, I'm wrong. I'm sorry. Don't go. Don't leave me, OK? Let's start over. We still have a lifetime to live!"

Zhan Yan shook his head lightly, and the corners of his lips provoked a gentle smile. His words were cold and light, "Fu Beichen, we... Can't go back, we can't go back again!"

She took her hand out of his palm without trace, got up and walked out step by step until it disappeared.

"Yan Yan, don't --"

He called in pain and wanted to reach out to hold her, but as soon as he reached out, she disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Yan Yan, don't go..."

The man who was sleeping quietly on the hospital bed suddenly struggled and kept calling something in his mouth.

Fu Beiling was puzzled. Then he went forward and patted Fu Beichen's face, "brother, wake up, wake up --"

"Yan Yan..." Fu Beichen shouted loudly, and then his whole body started from the bed, and his handsome sword eyebrows almost frowned.

"Beiling..." Fu Beichen's voice was faint, and there was still no expression on his face. "Where's Yan? I just saw her. Where is she?"

Fu Beiling was slightly stunned, and then silent. He didn't know how to persuade him. After all, the man in front of him was his eldest brother, who had been protecting him all the time. He knew and knew his feelings for Zhan Yan.

But Zhan Yan shed so much blood and was taken away. I'm afraid it's more or less bad. Even if he lives in front of him, he can't easily forgive his brother.

So, people, you really can't do anything wrong. Some things are missed for a lifetime!

In fact, they all know that they can't do it again.

"Elder brother, she committed suicide. Maybe she's dead, but the body hasn't been found yet. She's dead!"

Hearing Fu Beiling's words, Fu Beichen pulled out the needle barrel and waved his hand. Rao was too strong. He brushed down the vase over there and broke it. The force was too strong. His hand was broken again and blood seeped out.

"Fu Beiling, dare you say one more word?! even if you are my brother, I won't be polite to you!"

Fu Beiling could not help sneering at him, "Eldest brother, who do you show yourself to? Why do you do this when Yan Yan is here? Is it useful for you to repent when people are dead? I warned you long ago that you can't do anything again. I told you long ago that what you rely on is Yan Yan Yan's love for you! You don't think about it yourself. What are you forcing Yan to do What's the situation? If you want to do it, you can do it yourself, but don't forget that you are still the president of Fu group and can't tolerate your willfulness! "

"I know," Fu Beichen said coldly and frowned slightly, "but I won't believe Yan Yan died like that. She won't die. I'll always look for her until I find her!"

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