Visa On Arrival Chapter 46

Finale 2

Qi Ranyue collapsed the moment Chen Rong woke up.

She hugged the cold tombstone, pressed her face against Chen Rong’s photo, and whispered like she had done countless nights in the past: “I miss you.”

The medicine was prepared in advance. She had calculated the dosage, time, and everything.

The second she closed her eyes, in the ward thousands of miles away, the monitor made a sharp long beep, and then the waveform began to beat violently, and Chen Rong woke up.

Qi Ranyue’s cell phone vibrated in her pocket.

The screen lights up and goes dark again.

It gets brighter, then it gets darker.

Three missed calls.

Qi Ranyue’s parents were standing not far away.

They had been following her since they received her phone call in the morning, not stopping her, just watching.

This day will come sooner or later.

They couldn’t bear to stop her, she was their precious daughter, but there was no light in her eyes, and she had no desire to live.

From the day Chen Rong had an accident, her world was nothing but an empty shell.

Qi Ranyue fell in front of the tombstone, leaning her head on the base of the tombstone, holding Chen Rong’s photo in her hand, and even smiled a little at the corner of her mouth. It was a sincere smile that had never appeared in the past six months.

Qi Ranyue’s mother covered her mouth, while Qi Lan stood there, her shoulders shaking.

bell, bell, bell

Qi Lan’s phone rang, it was Ruan Zhenchuan.

“Uncle, this is Chen Rong” was Chen Rong’s voice on the other end of the phone.

The father’s hand stopped when he answered the phone. He looked at his daughter lying on the ground and was stunned for only a second.

“Call an ambulance! Now!”

The two ran over.

Qi Lan knelt on the ground and started to apply pressure. His mother knelt beside him and held his hand, crying all over.

Press, blow, press, blow.

Qi Lan’s arms were shaking. He didn’t know if it was of any use. He just knew that he couldn’t stop.

“Yueyue, did you hear it?” Her mother leaned down and put her face on her cold forehead, her voice shattered into powder, “She came to life, Chen Rong came to life, did you hear it? You can’t leave, she’s awake…”

The wind blows from the east side of the cemetery, carrying the smell of pine trees and earth.

Qi Ranyue was rescued.

The lights in the emergency room stung his eyes, and he retched as the stomach tube was removed from his throat, followed by a long, hollow moment of wakefulness.

My parents were standing by the bed, their eyes were red and swollen, and their lips were trembling, trying to say something, but nothing could come out.

She didn’t need them to tell either.

She doesn’t need anything.

Look at the ceiling with your eyes open.

She didn’t know why she was rescued.Leaning against Chen Rong’s tombstone, she could already feel the effect of the medicine making everything blurry, soft and no longer painful. Then she was pulled back and fell into this empty shell, losing even the right to die.

The nurse came in to take her blood pressure and called her name, but there was no response. She just kept her eyes open and looked at the ceiling, waiting for despair to slowly submerge all her senses.

The door to the ward was pushed open.

Footsteps!Gasp!As if coming from a far away place.

She didn’t turn around.

“Yueyue!”

Qi Ranyue’s body tensed up as if she’d been shocked by electricity, that voice!The voice she heard a thousand times, ten thousand times in her dreams.

She turned her head sharply.

Chen Rong stood at the door, as thin as a piece of paper, with a pale face. She was wearing a hospital gown with her sleeves rolled up in three folds. There was a tape on her hand to hold the needle, but her eyes were bright and moist, with tears and laughter.

Qi Ranyue looked at her, tears falling from the corners of her eyes silently, her lips trembling, she just looked at her, looking at her with eyes that had light for the first time in half a year.

Chen Rong walked to the bed, bent down, and pressed his forehead against hers.

Her forehead was hot, as hot as life.

Sunlight shone in outside the window and fell on the two people, warm and warm, just like an ordinary and unworthy morning when they drank Coke on the lawn a long, long time ago.

Chen Rong didn’t say stop crying.

Qi Ranyue didn’t say yes.

They just stayed like this, forehead to forehead, breath entangled with each other.

It’s like confirming the same thing, you are still here!You are still alive!You are here!

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