Seeing her sad expression, Luo Wanyu couldn't bear it. "The doctor said he was too seriously injured, and now this is the best result."

Liang Muqing was in a daze. She never expected that the meeting at Luo Wan's house would be the last time she and Qian Yang.

"Don't be too sad. The doctor said that although the wound on his body cannot heal now, if he can wake up in a short time, it can still be cured."

Liang Muqing blinked, and a crystal tears flew away, and even the wound could not heal. He became a vegetable again, so how could he be so optimistic?

It's just a comforting word.

She sprinkled a handful of salt on her wound, "Then...what if I can't wake up in a short time."

Luo Wan pursed her lips and spoke for a while, "Brain Death."

If you really reach the point of brain death, then you will not be far from real death.

"I understand." Liang Muqing pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled.

But that smile is even worse than crying.

Liang Muqing locked herself at home for several days, and she lost weight with the naked eye, which made Liang's mother very worried.

She had heard of Qian Yang's situation, but she didn't expect Qian Yang to be so seriously injured in order to save Nannan.

In the face of death, love and hate seem to have become less important.

Seeing her daughter getting thinner for Qian Yang, she might be able to forgive Qian Yang for everything she did to the Liang family, but she could not accept that her daughter and Qian Yang were always there, Liang's mother thought so.

A month later, Liang Muqing had become skinny and bone-skinned, and she looked like a walking corpse. Liang's mother felt very distressed, so she didn't understand. Is it worth it just a man?

If Qian Yang wakes up, she can ignore everything and just treat it for her daughter's happiness.

However, there is no if.

Two months have passed, and Qian Yang has not woken up.

There was no news either.

The Qian family blocked all his news, and now even Lu Hanchuan couldn't find out.

After three months of depression, Liang Muqing stood up from her sadness. She seemed to have thought it was easy.

Live as usual.

When Nannan reached the age of school, she completed the admission procedures for Nannan and picked her up to and from school every day.

She never signed what Qian Yang left her, and there was no news of taking effect from Qian Qi.

Whether it is a vegetative or a brain-death, as long as the person does not have a real death, the will cannot take effect.

In other words, as long as Qian Yang's will does not take effect, Qian Yang will still be alive - no matter what way he lives.

Qian Qi had no choice. He had no choice but to manage the Qian Group, and Liang Muqing refused to take over the affairs of the Liang Group, so he hired a professional agent and asked others to take care of it.

As for the money shared by the shares, all of them were transferred to Liang Muqing's account.

Liang Muqing didn't care. She became indifferent to everything except Nannan and Liang's mother.

Three months later, Qian Qi told her that domestic doctors had confirmed that Qian Yang would not wake up again, at least with the domestic medical level, it could not be done.

They are preparing to transfer people abroad for treatment.

Foreign medical technology is more advanced than domestic ones, so there may be no miracles.

So Liang Muqing began a long wait.

Time is a magical thing, like a big wave washing away the sand, which can wash away the bad and hurt and leave behind the beauty of the past.

If she hadn't felt guilty, she thought she would never forget the harm Qian Yang had brought to her in her life.

However, he was so smart that he used a big bet to draw a hole in her frozen heart, sowing a seed of guilt in her heart, and then watering the seed with his own danger, but growing it.

Using this guilt and self-blame, she slowly eroded her hatred and resentment, and continuously amplified the beauty and sweetness they used to be.

Four months later, Liang Muqing's hatred for Qian Yang has gradually faded away. If Qian Yang could appear in front of her now, she would forgive all the harms in the past and forgive him.

They can be a pair of calm friends, say hello when they meet, and occasionally have a cup of coffee when they meet on the street corners.

Half a year later, Liang Muqing began to miss the time she had been with Qian Yang before. Although she always chased him and ran behind him, she was still very happy.

I used to regret loving Qian Yang, but now I don’t regret it anymore.

If Qian Yang can appear in front of her immediately, she can give him a chance to pursue her again.

But there is no miracle in reality.

He did not show up.

A year later, Liang Muqing started planting flowers again.

She bought a new house and had a large garden where she planted lavender.

Just like when she planted lavender in Qian Yang's garden.

But this time she is not waiting for love, but waiting for someone.

If Qian Yang could appear in front of her at this time, she could be very compassionate, omit the process of his pursuit, and date him directly.

But why didn't he show up yet?

She no longer cares about him, she has already forgiven him generously, why haven't she appeared yet?

Qian Yang, if you don’t show up again, I will be really angry and ignore you in the future.

Two years later, the lavender in the garden bloomed, purple and beautiful.

Liang Muqing sat in the middle of lavender, looking lonely.

After two years of waiting, she went from hope to disappointment to despair until now.

If...if Qian Yang appears in front of her now, then she can agree to his proposal.

But this if, it may never come

Liang's mother sat at the door holding her five-year-old Nannan, looking at her daughter in the garden, full of melancholy.

She hasn't laughed for two years.

"Qingqing, Nannan said she wanted to go out shopping. I'm still making cakes. You can accompany her."

"Mom, I don't want to go."

"But you haven't gone out for a long time." Liang's mother said with heartache.

Liang Muqing lowered her head and said nothing.

"I don't want to go."

Liang's mother sighed and picked up Nannan and went back to the house.

After making the cake, she took Nannan out and looked at the garden before leaving. Liang Muqing still kept her movements and stared at the front without moving.

"Qingqing, I'm out."

"Yes." Liang Muqing responded softly, then continued to stare at the lavender in a daze.

Footsteps came from behind, and she frowned slightly, "Didn't you go out? Why are you back?"

Without an answer, Liang Muqing was a little confused, but she was too lazy to move and didn't want to turn around.

After a while, there was no sound behind her, and she could feel someone standing behind her.

Looking back in a daze, I saw the familiar face that had been carved in her heart for more than 700 times in two years.

The man was still tall, but he was a big circle thinner than before, and his face was terrible pale.

The wind blew, and the white clothes swayed, just like the past.

He took out a black velvet box from his pocket and opened it, and the low-key and luxurious ring reflected the sunlight, which was a bit dazzling.
Chapter completed!