Chapter 1575 She Is Gone

Su Xiangwan looked at Si Mocheng in the ward worriedly. When he woke up, he was terribly calm.

At first people would go in and visit him, trying to talk to him.

But he seemed to just want to be alone, and he didn't want anyone to stay in the room.

So they all stayed in the corridor and other wards.

It's just that it's been so long, I don't know when he will be able to cheer up.

Mu Beiting said softly: "As long as there is no news of Xiaoxiao's death, he will not give up, don't worry."

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But at this moment, in the ward, Si Mocheng was lying on the hospital bed, just staring at the roof in a daze, without any expression or emotion.

As soon as he closes his eyes, he will recall the scene of Xiaoxiao falling into his arms.

The quiet bamboo forest seemed to have turned into a pool of blood, and it was like a swamp.

His legs were sunk and he couldn't get out.

He began to hate his payment and his recklessness.

Why did he go to the banquet alone, knowing that Xie Yunfan would do something to him that day.

Could it be that if he was well prepared, and if he didn't put himself in such a dangerous situation, then nothing would happen to Xiaoxiao.

If...if his heart were a little more ruthless, wouldn't Xie Yunfan have the chance to hurt Xiaoxiao.

But he had hurt her parents before, how could he hurt her only remaining relative.

There are people coming and going outside the ward, acquaintances, strangers, close and friendly.

But overnight, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.

He is like an outsider, who can no longer blend into the hustle and bustle of this secular world.

When Si Mocheng was alone in a daze, Ms. Jiang finally couldn't help but push the door in, even though she knew that maybe at this time, Si Mocheng didn't want to see her.

Ms. Jiang gently closed the door and walked to the bed.

Hearing the movement, Si Mocheng slowly closed his eyes.

Ms. Jiang sat by the bed, looked at her son who had been haggard in just a few days, and after a long time said slowly, "Mocheng."

Si Mocheng didn't respond, obviously he didn't intend to speak.

Ms. Jiang sighed softly, and tried to comfort him: "You take good care of your wounds and cheer up early. Xiaoxiao just has no news now, so it doesn't necessarily mean that something happened."

Si Mocheng remained silent, as cold as a corpse.

"When you get better, go find her. Maybe she is somewhere in the world, waiting for you." Ms. Jiang's eyes were covered with water, and she looked at Si Mocheng on the hospital bed. , I was so sad that I couldn't speak.

He has been seldom talkative and sensible since he was a child, but since Si Miaoxue's accident, he has become more reticent and indifferent.

Now... Now that something happened to Xiaoxiao, just thinking about it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Ms. Jiang let out a light breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "When Xiaoxiao comes back, mother will prepare a wedding for you. We don't care about others, the grander the better. The most important thing is that you are happy."

Hearing the wedding, Si Mocheng was in a daze, and slowly opened his eyes.

Yes, if Xiaoxiao was still here, today would have been their wedding.

If she was still there, wouldn't she be wearing the most beautiful wedding dress and looking at him shyly now?

Could it be that if she was still around, then the godfather would say the vows, they would exchange rings, they would kiss each other.

But... there is no if.

Xiaoxiao is gone, and her life and death are unknown.

Even at the last moment, he failed to keep her by his side.

She is so spoiled, it must hurt.

But when she was in pain, she always told herself that it didn't hurt at all.