Chapter 617 (1/2)

When Gu Churong woke up from coma, it was the evening of the next day.

At this time, she was lying in the first military hospital bed.

The window of the private ward was half open, and from the window, you could even see the red sunset hanging from the sky.

The sunset, especially beautiful.

Enchanting as blood.

Gu Churong struggled to sit up. On the other side of the ward, Ningchuan stood upright. He looked extremely haggard. Seeing Gu Churong wake up, Ningchuan's face finally flashed a light of relief.

”First appearance, are you awake?”

I Still alive?

Why am I still alive with such a big explosion?

Gu Churong raised her hand tremblingly and saw the gauze on her wrist. She suddenly raised her eyes and stared at Ningchuan's face: ”he Gu What about Gu Qingnian? Where is he? Do you live next door to me? Isn't it? ”

”He...”

Hearing Gu Churong ask Gu Qingnian, Ningchuan's face immediately changed.

”Major Gu, he, he Already Sacrifice

It was a miracle that Gu Churong could survive such a violent explosion.

Gu Qingnian's body, however, was not found.

Even now, it is not clear to everyone how Gu Churong survived

Gu Qingnian, dead?

”I'll let you out alive.”

Gu Churong's ear rang out that man's voice, now think about, that voice, is never before gentle.

Gentle.

Gu Churong never thought Gu Qingnian was a gentle man, but For her, he has always been, but she did not have that deep feeling before

Gu Churong drags the quilt with both hands until the wound of her wrist exudes blood again.

”First appearance, don't blame yourself too much.”

Ningchuan did not know how to comfort her, and at this time, Gu Churong did not care about the pain on his wrist. She raised her eyes and looked at Ningchuan: ”where is the body? I want to see his body. ”

No bones were found.

These four words are on the edge of his mouth, but Ning Chuan suddenly can't bear to open his mouth.

Gu Churong lived in the hospital for three days. During these three days, she never had a day to sleep.

As long as you close your eyes, Gu Churong can see Gu Qingnian's face and hear his voice.

Hearing him say to himself --

Gu Churong, I love you.

Love.

Gu Churong leaned on the bed, staring at the moonlight outside the window.

What is love.

Once she thought that her obsession with Muchen was love.

Once she thought that her love for Ningchuan was love.

However, Gu Qingnian told her that those were not love.

When you lose, it makes you feel heartbreaking and heartbreaking. That's love.

Gu Churong lowered her head and buried her face on her knees. She hugged her legs tightly and cried low

Gu Churong seldom cried from childhood because she was a soldier.

And now, her tears seem to be unable to stop, keep flowing down, flowing into the mouth, full of bitter taste.

Outside the ward.

Gu Shaoming stood there quietly. Gu Churong didn't sleep for as long as he didn't rest.

Uncle died, sister became like this, are implicated by their own.