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He stepped forward and touched the temperature of the sheets. The sheets were still warm, indicating that Shen Qingqing had not been away for long. He thought calmly, but suddenly thought whether Shen Qingqing would go to the nursery.

He hurried to the nursery, but there was no Shen Qingqing.

Finally, Ou Qing remembered that Shen shengxia was still living in the hospital, so Shen Qingqing should go to Shen shengxia's ward.

Sure enough, Shen Qingqing was found in Shen shengxia's ward. She sat in front of Shen shengxia's hospital bed. Shen shengxia was already asleep.

In the dim light, Shen Qingqing was like a shadow. She was too thin.

She looked at Shen shengxia, who was asleep, with a happy smile on her lips.

But such a smile was very distressed in Ou Qing's eyes. He paused. He gently came forward with gentle eyes and squatted beside her. "Qingqing, I told you that she will be fine in midsummer. If you don't sleep so late, midsummer will also sleep?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingqing was slightly stunned and looked down at the man in front of her. Her eyes were turbid, as if covered with a layer of fog.

Ou Qing saw the loss and loss at the bottom of her eyes. She was surprised. Then she stretched out her hand to hold her cold fingertips, "what's the matter? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Shen Qingqing shook her head, but held her hand harder in his palm, but her eyes looked at Shen shengxia again and murmured in a low voice, "if my Yan is not dead, he should be the same age as Sheng Xia this year."

The soft voice is filled with endless sadness and loneliness.

Ou Qing was slightly stunned, but she didn't know how to comfort her. After all, not everyone can bear the pain of losing her son.

"Qing Qing, those are all over. Ah Yan will not be at ease when he looks at you in the sky."

Shen Qingqing smiled and nodded, "well, ah Yan is the most sensible child in the world."

"Qingqing..." Ou Qing whispered. Shen Qingqing was kind of weird at this time. He didn't know whether he felt wrong or thought more.

"Ah Qing, can I ask you something?" Shen Qingqing suddenly looked up and looked directly at Ou Qing.

Ou Qing said softly, "you say."

"I don't know how long I can stay awake, and I don't know if I will... Whether I will suddenly... Fall into madness as before..." Shen Qingqing's voice choked and her eyes were soft. "I have no one to trust except you and sister Suyun."

"Qing Qing won't, you'll be fine with me." Ou Qing's voice suddenly rose, showing some eagerness.

But Shen Qingqing smiled bitterly and put his palm on ouqing's cheek. "I know my own disease. I just can't rest assured about midsummer."

"Qing Qing, don't think too much, OK? You and Sheng Xia will be fine." Ou Qing reached out and took her hand on her cheek. Her eyes were gentle and could pinch out water. "Shall I take you to England?"

"Can I cure my illness by going to England?"

"Yes, I will. Qingqing, what you can't overcome is the devil hidden in your heart." Ou Qing said, then squatted down and buried his head in Shen Qingqing's arms. "I won't let you do anything. No matter what price I have to pay, I will never let you do anything."