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Chapter 1837 After people leave

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    On the way back, Gu Mingzhu kept thinking about Xiang Boxen's words.

    Her condition is worse than Gu Hetu's, and her condition has been developing faster than Gu Hetu's. Perhaps Gu Hetu himself used some methods to suppress the condition during this period, but he has no memory of it.

    It¡¯s just that obviously, she may not be so lucky.

    We asked Bo Chen about the frequency of her attacks and speculated that if the disease continues at this rate, she might only have three to six months left.

    Snow began to fall outside the window, and the falling snowflakes were like a dream under the shadow of the lights.

    ?? Gu Mingzhu frowned, only to feel that double images began to appear in her vision. She did not dare to look directly at the light outside, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

    She retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes, but she felt calmer than ever before at this moment.

    After a while, she took out her cell phone and dialed Xu Xinghe's number.

    "Pearl." The person on the other side picked up quickly, with a gentle and gentle voice.

    "Xinghe, let's meet on the weekend." Gu Mingzhu said softly. Saturday is Xu Xinghe's birthday, although he rarely celebrates it.

    Xu Xinghe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He was stunned for a few seconds, his heart softened a little, and he said warmly: "Okay."

    After hanging up the phone, Gu Mingzhu closed her eyes in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

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    Probably because she came back a little late, as soon as Gu Mingzhu got home, she ran over to her every year, hugged her thigh tightly, and looked up at her pitifully with her little face.

    Gu Mingzhu¡¯s eyes were sore and she hugged him.

    I just feel that he doesn¡¯t know who he learned it from. He is obviously a boy, but he is so good at acting coquettishly and cutely.

    But when I thought that I might never have the chance to grow up with him or be by his side to protect him, all the peace before turned into sadness at this moment.

    Yan Jingcheng came out of the room carrying a small cake and said warmly: "The kindergarten taught us how to make a cake during the parent-child activity today, but he didn't allow me to eat it and insisted on bringing it back to you."

    Gu Mingzhu looked up and saw that it was a small cake as big as a palm, with a numb shape painted crookedly on it with chocolate sauce.

    In fact, it doesn¡¯t look much like her, but she just knows that it is her.

    Gu Mingzhu didn¡¯t dare to look at Yan Jingcheng. She kissed Nian Nian¡¯s little face and walked past him, fearing that he would see the tears in her eyes: ¡°It¡¯s not that you don¡¯t like sweets.¡±

    Yan Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, took the mother and son into his arms from behind, and whispered: "I have tasted something sweeter, so I won't feel tired of it."

    Gu Mingzhu¡¯s throat was tight and she felt a little dazed.

    She once had reservations and was always ready to escape. She also once thought that her love for someone was destined to be less than being loved.

    But with a person like him, how could she not miss him or miss him.

    Gu Mingzhu lowered her eyes, gently pushed his hand away, turned and walked towards the dining table: "Mom, try it, the food you make every year must be super delicious."

    Nian Nian nodded excitedly, then looked forward to it a little shyly.

    Yan Jingcheng stood there, looking at his failed hand, and was stunned for a few seconds, just thinking it was a coincidence.

    In the evening, Yan Jingcheng was busy holding meetings to deal with company matters, while Gu Mingzhu accompanied Nian Nian as usual, reading picture books and telling stories.

    After a long time, Gu Mingzhu couldn't help but speak softly: "Niannian, do you know where peoplewill go after they leave?"

    Gu Mingzhu is not sure whether he understands the meaning of death now, but already feels that this word may be too heavy for him.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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