There is no need to return to the slanting wind and drizzle, it is actually no big deal. According to the routine of romance novels, it is not the doctor who announces that you have a terminal illness and should live or die. Then there is a
The perfect man comforts and supports you, and then you die. He will never marry to show his loyalty. Or go to hell with you. It would be perfect to have a blue love of life and death. However, this was limited to Du Ziqian's beautiful cerebellum. From the moment she was dizzy, weak, and had nosebleeds to the time she was diagnosed, she seemed to be fine until the day she got the diagnosis certificate. Only then did she realize: Oh, I have leukemia. But this sister is quite tough. In the early days, she was so far away from death.