"It's okay!"

Zheng Yuanhua pressed his hand on his stomach, and his stomach began to sting again. The frequency of pain in the past few days has increased, and painkillers can no longer work.

"Did your stomach start to hurt again?"

Xu Xiaoran looked at Zheng Yuanhua worriedly. He smiled and shook his head, responding, "I can still bear it!"

Tonight's art exhibition was so successful, he could never fall down at this time. Even if he was already in a state of pain, he remained calm.

"You go to the sofa and sit and rest!"

Xu Xiaoran helped Zheng Yuanhua to the sofa. Quan Yuheng looked at the figures of the two of them and sighed. He was not angry, but only had sympathy for Zheng Yuanhua.

Zhao Xiaoni handed Zheng Yuanhua a bottle of water, and her attitude towards him slightly improved. "Zheng Yuanhua, congratulations to you for your successful holding of the art exhibition!"

"Thanks!"

Zheng Yuanhua nodded to Zhao Xiaoni, she sighed, turned around and walked away. In front of a dying person, she didn't know what she should say.

"Xiaoran, don't worry about me, go and help Mr. Quan!"

Zheng Yuanhua doesn’t want Quan Yuheng to feel uncomfortable because of his reasons. No matter how generous a man is, he will be unhappy to see his wife be by his ex-boyfriend, right?

Xu Xiaoran saw Quan Yuheng seeing the guests alone at the door and nodded, "Okay, sit here and rest. When the guests leave, we will gather again!"

"good!"

~~~

After seeing off the guests, Xu Xiaoran and Quan Yuheng returned to the exhibition hall and saw Zheng Yuanhua leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed. She walked up, patted his shoulder, and called out, "Yuanhua, wake up! We will hold a celebration banquet for you!"

Zheng Yuanhua did not react at all. Xu Xiaoran felt something was wrong. He reached into his nose and found that he was not breathing anymore. Tears flowed down instantly, "Yuanhua!..."

In just over a dozen minutes, what kind of torture did Zheng Yuanhua endure? When his life ended, he left alone.

Quan Yuheng stepped forward and hugged Xu Xiaoran, "Don't cry, at least he left without regrets!"

"He has clearly promised me that he would be optimistic and use his limited life to do something more meaningful, but I didn't expect his life to come to an abrupt end tonight..."

Xu Xiaoran couldn't help but hug Quan Yuheng and cried bitterly, "Why are people's lives always so fragile? They left at will..."

Quan Yuheng saw a note pressing on the small coffee table, picked it up and unfolded it. It was written by Zheng Yuanhua. He handed the note to Xu Xiaoran, "Look at it!"

Xu Xiaoran wiped his tears and looked at the content on the note: Xiaoran, I'm sorry, I think I can't stand it tonight! Thank you for doing these things for me! Don't be sad for me, Quan is always a good man, you will be happy with him for your whole life! After I die, please scatter my ashes on the sea! There is the freedom I yearn for! I'm sorry I won't hug you in the end! Let's be the next life, if I have the fate to meet again in the next life, I will definitely not miss you again!

"Yuanhua..."

Xu Xiaoran saw that the handwriting was very sloppy and knew that Zheng Yuanhua must have written it in extreme pain. Why didn't he call her? If she found out, she would definitely send him to the hospital as soon as possible, instead of leaving suddenly like this.
Chapter completed!