I don't think the plot is right!

Quietly moved out of bed... ah... the whole body seemed to be falling apart.

Putting on a bathrobe and walking slowly to the bathroom, I realized that the ring seemed to be still on the side of the bathtub!

The messy clothes around reminded Fang Jiashu of what happened last night, feeling his face was hot again, he took back the ring box and went back to bed as soon as possible.

Now Song Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, saw that he was still by his side, half-closed his eyes, smiled and naturally pulled him into his arms.

Fang Jiashu carefully put the rings on the hands of both parties before his eyelids became heavy, and he fell asleep again.

Waking up again was slowly awakened by Song Yuan.

"Is there any discomfort?" Song Yuan looked a little anxious.

Only then did Fang Jiashu feel dizzy, and the temperature in the room seemed to be a little low—"Cold..." was the only answer he could give.

Sure enough, just when I hugged him in my arms, I felt that he was hot all over, and seeing that his face was blushing, it really was a fever.

"Let you go to the beach without wearing a coat last night!" Song Yuan went to take a towel and dipped it in cold water to wipe his face.

The trained Xiaoshu hid in the quilt and asked in a low voice, "Then... can I go to the beach today?"

The sentence "No." was already on his lips, but he swallowed it back when he met his pitiful eyes.

"Eat something first and drink antipyretics to try it out. If you don't feel uncomfortable anymore, I will take you there." Song Yuan comforted him.

Fang Jiashu sat up straight at once: "Then I won't feel bad now!"

He said it was not uncomfortable, but he couldn't eat anything.After drinking some porridge, I felt even more powerless.

In addition, the pile of medicines seemed to have the side effect of drowsiness. In the afternoon, Fang Jiashu was already glued to the bed and unable to get up.

Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief after testing his temperature, at least the fever was gone.

But just when he put his hand on his forehead, he realized that there was an extra ring on his finger. Before he had time to ask anything, Fang Jiashu had already pulled his hand over for a closer look.Looking at the satisfied eyes, you can tell that he put it on quietly...

But after that, Fang Jiashu was still depressed because he couldn't go to the beach. Fortunately, the curtains in this room were opened and there was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

So even lying on the bed, you can see the beautiful scenery of the sea and the sky in the distance.The sea near the evening looks the most gentle. The combination of pink and purple rays and blue sea water is a beautiful color that makes people feel peaceful.The no longer strong light cast on Fang Jiashu, making him feel much more comfortable.

"Isn't this floor-to-ceiling window great? I wanted to press you against the glass tonight..." Song Yuan was stopped by the sharp eyes behind him in the middle of speaking.

Fang Jiashu's face was heavy - how could Song Yuan be thinking about that kind of thing anytime and anywhere!

"Okay, just kidding, is your appetite better?" Song Yuan sat back on the bed and hugged him and asked.

"Still not hungry..." He leaned into Song Yuan's arms while talking.

Just when the two were warming up, the phone rang.

Song Yuan looked down, and went to the bathroom to answer the phone expressionlessly.

Fang Jiashu felt strange in his heart, Song Yuan would never avoid him even if it was a call at work on weekdays, this time it was...

Of course the call was from Cheng An.

"I went to the hospital for an examination a few days ago, and it was late-stage gastric cancer." ——and I lied on purpose.

It would be a slip of the tongue to describe gastroenteritis as stomach cancer, Cheng An kept saying to himself.

This is the solution Cheng An came up with after thinking hard all day and night at home.

It was Song Yuan who gave her the inspiration: People who didn't pay attention to her at all, but couldn't help but care about her body when they saw her taking medical records... So what if she really suffers from a serious illness?She didn't believe that Song Yuan could remain completely unmoved.

For the time being...Help him like this for now, as long as he can be with me...When he can really be by my side, even if he knows the truth, he will forgive me, Cheng An has such confidence.

After Song Yuan came back, his expression was obviously not good. Originally, Fang Jiashu never asked much if he didn't explain first, but Song Yuan's expression this time looked really... a little anxious.

Fortunately, it was Song Yuan who took the initiative to speak: "The company... has some urgent matters, let's go back now."

"Well, okay." Fang Jiashu nodded and got up to put on his clothes.

Seeing his obedient and well-behaved appearance, Song Yuan felt even more disturbed. His little tree was still sick, and he promised to accompany him to see the sea for a few more days, but now he broke the contract... The key is that Fang Jiashu never gets angry with him, no matter what he says Will listen... Thinking of this, I couldn't help hugging him and sighing.

Fang Jiashu was confused by Song Yuan who suddenly leaned on him: "What are you doing, aren't you in a hurry?"

He had no choice but to take a deep breath, and hugged Jiashu next to him tightly before standing up straight.

On the way back, Song Yuan still felt sorry, and kept explaining to Fang Jiashu: "This time it was really an accident. I wanted to play with you for a few more days...but... anyway, there are still many opportunities in the future, okay?"

Fang Jiashu had never seen him talk so much before, so he just thought it was fun, so he smiled and said to him: "What's the matter with you? Of course you have to go to the company first, how can you delay the business~ It's fun to be with you anywhere .”

Song Yuan didn't relax because of Fang Jiashu's smiling face, but felt that it was even more difficult to deceive such a simple man.

After returning home, Fang Jiashu settled down and Song Yuan went out immediately.

Advanced stage of gastric cancer... late stage... In fact, Song Yuan's mind is still blank, news of this level is really too unexpected.

What was even more surprising was Cheng An. He didn't expect Song Yuan to ring the doorbell of his house on the day he hung up the phone.

I thought that Song Yuan would doubt him for a few days before visiting him, and he wouldn't even pay attention to him.

"Why not hospitalized." Song Yuan pushed open the door and wanted to drag him back to the hospital.

Fortunately, Cheng An entered the play quickly, and immediately said with reddened eyes: "I don't want...the cure rate of advanced cancer is very low, after all, I have to leave in pain, it's better to let myself live happily outside..."

In order to consolidate the effect, Cheng An also took out a forged medical record given to her by a friend who is a doctor. The content seems to be that patients are not advised to waste time in hospital...

Song Yuan didn't know what to say when things got to this point, he just sat on the sofa and remained silent.

"I just want you to stay with me for a few months." Cheng An went straight to the point: "I will go back to England to be with my family when the weather gets warmer."

Although it was not an excessive request, Song Yuan was hesitant. Now that he has Fang Jiashu, his little tree is still waiting for him.

After so many years of tacit understanding, Cheng An could see what Song Yuan was thinking at a glance: "You still have so many days to come, and I only ask you for these few months..."

Song Yuan finally agreed.What can I do, just treat it as... let's accompany her for the last time.