Chapter 14 Midnight Cough

In this way, Qingya was so sad that she lay by the bedside of her husband and daughter and fell asleep in a daze.

But in the middle of the night, a cough woke her up.

"Who?" Qingya suddenly opened her eyes and asked vigilantly. But no one answered, and there was only a dead silence around.

Qingya gradually relaxed her mind and thought it was her own illusion for a moment. However, when she gradually relaxed, the cough sounded again. This time, Qingya saw that it was her husband who made it.

"Wen Kong, Wen Kong..." Qingya's body suddenly shook and shouted excitedly. Zi Wenkong slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qingya, which was a little unresponsive, "Qingya." He shouted elegantly in his hoarse voice.

Qingya cried with joy. She trembled and touched her husband, "Wenkong, you're awake."

"I..." Zi Wenkong just wanted to speak, but a cough interrupted him. His fingers tightly covered his chest, which was uncomfortable for a while, and Qingya saw it next to her and her eyes red again. Wenkong." She patted her husband on the back and shouted, with a little choking in her tone.

Although Zi Wenkong wanted to comfort his wife, now he is really powerless and can only gently pat his wife's hand to signal that he is fine. But the heart sank infinitely.

He has remembered everything before he fainted, and of course he also remembered what his uncle once said in the ancestral hall, "Is it worth it?" Is that sentence worth it? It made Zi Wenkong's heart involuntarily painful, numb, and almost lost his breath.

"Elegance." Zi Wenkong shouted unsufferedly. Qingya looked up, but happened to meet her husband's painful eyes, "Wen Kong, what's wrong with you?" Qingya asked anxiously.

Zi Wenkong could only smile bitterly, "Qingya, cough... Yes... I'm sorry for you, right... I'm sorry Ziyi... In the ancestral hall, I originally wanted to... cough... I wanted to help Ziyi get justice, but... cough... but I'm incompetent, no... I can't..."

As soon as Zi Wenkong's words were here, there was another fierce cough. His face turned red, and his hands curled up in front of his chest, tightly grasped them, and spit out a mouthful of blood, which was very uncomfortable. Qingya looked very distressed and gently helped her husband smooth her chest. She comforted and said, "Wen Kong, don't blame yourself. I know, I know. Don't say it, don't say it..."

But Zi Wenkong took Qingya's hand and still insisted on saying, "No... No, I want to say... cough... I can't get justice for Ziyi... cough... It's my father's incompetence, but Qingya... I'm sorry, this life... It's me... It's my Zi Wenkong is right... I'm sorry... cough... I'm sorry for you, so, Qingya."

Zi Wenkong grasped the elegant sleeve tightly, "You...you promise me, you must...cough...to live well...live, never...to...to...cough...do something stupid for me, you...you promise me, promise me!"

Zi Wenkong said so, and the tears in Qingya's eyes finally dripped down. "Wen Kong..." Qingya shouted, "How can you... leave me alone in this world so cruelly? Wenkong..."

Hearing Qingya's words, a deep pain and guilt flashed in Ziwenkong's eyes. "Qingya, promise...promise me..." Ziwenkong said stubbornly.

Qingya just shook her head and couldn't speak. She had already figured out that once something happened to her husband and daughter, she would never live alone, but now she can bear to see Wenkong's pain and his plea? How can you bear to refuse him?

And Zi Wenkong just looked at Qingya. Even if his heart was about to spit out, he still firmly grabbed Qingya's sleeves and did not let go. Even if his fingertips were white and his face was blue, he just couldn't let go and didn't want to let him go, just to let her promise him to live.

"Qingya...promise me!" Zi Wenkong said this, with prayers, expectations and a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Qingya's heart couldn't help tightening, "Wen Kong..." Qingya shouted, but Zi Wenkong just looked at her stubbornly and stubbornly unwilling to let go.

Qingya's heart twitched, and her tears fell on Zi Wenkong's face, but Ziwenkong's lips squeezed tightly and just looked at her quietly.

Seeing such Wenkong, Qingya finally couldn't resist him and agreed, "Okay, Wenkong, I promise you. I promise you to live well, but Wenkong... You... You also promise me that I will survive, support our family, and accompany our daughter, okay? Can you promise me?"

Qingya said this, and there was already a little madness in his expression, and the corners of Ziwen's mouth showed a relieved smile. He gently held Qingya's hand and said with a smile, "Okay... cough, I... I promise you. Qingya... If I spend my whole life... Cough... You... You ask me who I can't let go of... and that person is only... You, Qingya, I... Cough... My wife, want to... Be good... Live well! Live..."

After Zi Wenkong said this, his head tilted, his hand suddenly loosened, and hung straight down and fell on **.

Qingya's heart suddenly shook, and she could hardly support her body. She jumped on Zi Wenkong's body and shouted, "Wen Kong, Wenkong, wake up, wake up. Wenkong... You... You promised me that you will definitely survive. Wake up, Wenkong, wake up."

Qingya called and shouted vigorously.

But Zi Wenkong never woke up again.

At the moment when Ziwen's hand fell, Ziyi, lying next to him, her fingers suddenly moved, but Qingya was immersed in the grief of losing her husband and did not find it, while Ziwenkong's mouth showed a gratifying smile.

"Qingya, my wife, I don't worry about leaving you alone in the world, but now that our daughter is about to wake up, let her stay with you from now on! I only sigh that I have betrayed you too much in this life. I just look forward to the next life and let me return your feelings in the next life.

Zi Wenkong said this in his heart. When he was dying, he had no strength to open his eyes and look at his wife again, but his heart suddenly calmed down. From then on, the wind and clouds dissipated. There was no such person as Zi Wenkong in the world.

And Qingya fell by the bed and hurt her whole body.

"Wen Kong..." Qingya said these two words, but from then on, the man named Wen Kong will never open his eyes to look at her again. However, Qingya looked at the gradually lit fish belly white in the sky, but it seemed that she suddenly saw their first meeting. She will always remember that at that time, he smiled at her. , as bright as spring flowers...

Tears fell down and fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces.