1850 I only have you left!

1850 I only have you left!

Madam Murong's eyes were sore as if a handful of sand had been spilled. She said,"You said you would compensate me, but you let me down. You didn't do anything you promised me ..." He said.

Madam Murong's voice was hoarse. Every word she said was like her skin rubbing against the rough ground, making people feel the pain.

It was very cold in the mortuary. Ji Mianmian shivered from the cold, and Madam Murong's voice made her feel sad from the bottom of her heart.

The most painful thing in life was probably this kind of life-and-death separation from one's love.

Ji Mianmian trusted Madam Murong's health. Even she, a normal person, would not be able to stand it if she stayed here for too long, let alone Madam Murong, who was so weak. She had not eaten for more than a day.

"Madam, let's go out first," she said.

Madam Murong shook her head."I want to stay with him for a while longer. When he was alive, I could not come to see him. I thought that he would be able to hold on, but...I did not expect that he would still leave so heartlessly."

Ji Mianmian thought about it and said,"Madam, no matter what, the misunderstanding between you and Sir has finally been resolved. At least, the final truth has let you know that he has loved you all these years and not that Mrs. Jones. Your efforts all these years have not been in vain. Sir ... Did not lie to you. Please look past it."

"Yes, he didn't lie to me, he didn't lie to me ..."

"Let's go out first, Madam. You want to eat now. Sir doesn't want to see you like this. Let's go ... Madam."

Ji Mianmian's words might have touched Madam Murong a little. Ji Mianmian half-supported and half-dragged her out of the mortuary.

When he came out, he saw Murong Mian and brought some food for the two of them.

Madam Murong shook her head. She couldn't eat.

"Just eat a little," Ji Mianmian said."Sir hopes to see you live a good life."

Under Murong Mian's persuasion, she finally ate something.

After she finished her meal, the doctor confirmed that her physical condition had improved and then took out a letter for her.""Madam, this ... I found it under Sir's pillow. It's for you. In the past month, Sir would write a few words on a piece of paper every time he felt a little better. It took him many tries to finish this letter."

Murong Fu trembled as she caught the letter. She didn't even have the strength to open it.

The handwriting on the letter was very messy, which showed that the writer did not have much strength.

After reading the letter, Madam Murong's shoulders started to Twitch. Ji Mianmian wanted to comfort her, but the doctor shook his head.

Slowly, she heard Madam Murong's suppressed sobs. Then, her sobs gradually grew louder. In the end, she was bawling like a child.

"I regret it, I regret it ... I shouldn't have not come to see you, I shouldn't have doubted you ... I really regret it ..." She shouted.

Ji Mianmian's heart ached when she heard Madam Murong's cries. Her tears flowed down her face.

She tugged at Murong Mian's arm.

Murong Mian lowered her head and saw the tears on her face. She reached out and pulled her into her arms."I won't leave you."

Ji Mianmian said with a heavy nasal voice,""Go and comfort her."

"Then don't cry," Murong Mian wiped her tears away.

Ji Mianmian nodded.

Murong Mian walked in front of Madam Murong."The dead can not be brought back to life."

But after he finished speaking, Madam Murong suddenly hugged him and cried,""Landy, you're the only one I have left, you're the only one I have ..."