I can do this man [Transmigration Book]

Su Xianyu didn't feel anything when he died, but now seeing Zhou Yi who was dying and struggling on the verge of death, he felt a sense of fear.

It turns out that death can be so close to human beings.

So close that in the blink of an eye, it will occupy its vivid body.

It may be squatting on Zhou Yi's bedside and staring at him covetously, while the group of doctors in white coats are racing against time to snatch Zhou Yi back from the sight of death.

And Zhou Yi, who was hovering on the verge of death, was at a loss like a lost lamb.

There is a bright road in front of him, and countless noisy voices behind him.

Zhou Yi looked back, and in the hazy white mist vaguely emerged the figures of his parents hugging and crying, and the opposite laughter.

Memories like a marquee spread out in front of his eyes, from babbling to toddler, from the jerky of being a parent to the familiarity with hands, from the first bad news to the longing with hope .

The young parents endured a lot of discussion and consolation, and spent half their lives working hard to raise him until he was nine years old.

He can't just leave like this, Zhou Yi thought in his heart.

But when he wanted to go back, there was an invisible wall in front of him blocking his way.

Zhou Yi, who hadn't cried for many years, cried in an instant in front of an invisible wall, "I want to go back! Let me go back! I can't go! Mom and Dad are still waiting for me! I can't go!"

At this moment, two immature childish voices came melodiously.

"You have to wake up, if you don't wake up, no one will play with me."

"I want to play on the seesaw. When will my brother accompany me?"

Zhou Yi's nose fluttered, and he choked up, "Ayu, I can't wake up, I can't go back."

The weeping cries mixed with immature children's voices lingered in Zhou Yi's ears, and the deafening effect gave him a headache.

The surrounding images were washed away by the white mist, and the empty voice drifted farther and farther away. Zhou Yi's breathing began to become short, as if his chest was blocked by a boulder. Gradually, he couldn't breathe.

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and just when he thought he was really going to die, the familiar child's voice sounded in his ears again - "You will be fine, and there will be many tomorrows, so don't keep on Thinking I'm going to die."

Zhou Yi regained consciousness instantly, and a large amount of fresh air poured into his blocked Ye chest at this moment, causing him to cough. Before he could open his eyes, he heard a choked voice, "Xiao Yi , Mommy's baby, you are finally back."

It was mother's voice.

Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the doctor who let out a long sigh of relief. The little nurse next to him hurried forward to wipe the doctor's sweat. He heard the doctor say, "Wake up, you'll be fine when you wake up." , just to be on the safe side, let's go for a checkup later."

After the doctors and nurses left the ward, Jiang Mengjia and Zhou Liangjun rushed to Zhou Yi's bed.

Jiang Mengjia still didn't dare to hug Zhou Yi, but gently held his hand, "Baby, you can't scare mom like this anymore, you know?"

Zhou Yi: "Mom, don't cry, Xiao Yi won't leave."

Su Xianyu stood beside Su Zhengqi without moving, watching from a distance the family of three who had just experienced a short farewell in front of the hospital bed.

While comforting his parents, Zhou Yi looked at Su Xianyu, and the eyes of the two met in the warm sun.

Seeing Zhou Yi raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him, Su Xianyu took Su Zhengqi's hand and walked out of the ward.

When he reached the gate of the hospital, he looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh of relief.

never mind.

This is the last time the little hero got sick.

By the end of the year, he will be able to go abroad for medical treatment.

Come back many years later, the sick and weak boy in the past must be more dazzling than the sun today.

Su Xianyu was going home the next day, Su Zhengqi brought him to the hospital early to say goodbye to Zhou Yi.

Su Xianyu bought a bouquet of sunflowers for him from the small flower shop next to the hospital. Zhou Yi still had an inspection to do, so he didn't stay too long, delivered the flowers, said a few more words, and left.

Zhou Yi stayed in the hospital in a neighboring city for another week before returning home. After returning home and resting for two days, he went to apply for a passport with his parents.

After Zhou Yi learned the news that he was going abroad for medical treatment, he was depressed for a long time, and he couldn't even enjoy playing seesaw with Su Xianyu anymore.

On the contrary, Su Xianyu was looking forward to him getting cured as soon as possible, so he comforted him: "Xiao Yi, after you get cured, you can play a lot of things."

Zhou Yi nodded with a small face, but did not speak.

Su Xianyu continued to work hard, "You can also eat a lot of delicious things."

Zhou Yi didn't even lift his eyelids.

Su Xianyu was reluctant to give up, "It can also make Uncle and Aunt Zhou feel at ease."

As soon as these words came out, there was indeed a ripple of anticipation in Zhou Yi's gloomy eyes, as if he had made a big determination, he nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll go and treat the illness."

The closer it is to parting, the faster the good time the two spend together will pass.

After Zhou Yi figured out that night that he wanted to go abroad for medical treatment, he swept away his previous depression and became a very clingy little kid.

Except when eating and sleeping at home, he basically followed Su Xianyu's ass all the time.

When school started in September, Zhou Yi didn't go to school anymore, but he would still go to school with Su Xianyu, and would wait for him at the school gate in advance when it was time to dismiss.

Su Xianyu was a little speechless, and felt that the child was cute and silly, so he smiled and said, "Xiao Yi, are you planning to pick me up from school every day?"

Zhou Yi nodded sincerely, "Well, I will be responsible for picking you up for the past six months."

Su Xianyu turned to look at him, the young boy's dark and deep eyes were full of dependence and reluctance, he couldn't help feeling sour for a moment.

In the original book, the male protagonist had no playmates in his childhood, which was also one of the important factors that led to his withdrawn personality when he grew up.

Because he doesn't like to talk, and he can't express his thoughts, that's why he was dumped by the heroine later.

Now looking at the follower who was grinning and giggling in front of him, Su Xianyu seemed to suddenly understand why the author wrote the female lead and the second male lead together.

Because the character deeply buried in Zhou Yi's bones can't be changed, and the grown-up heroine has a lovely and lively character.

One ice field, one fire.

The author probably thinks that such two personalities cannot be together.

That's why at this time, a handsome and cheerful male second was arranged to save the plot.

Tsk tsk, it's not dog blood, it's a broken writing.

Poor little hero has suffered so much for nothing.

But now, Su Xianyu felt that the childhood of the little hero in front of him had become very colorful because of his arrival, so in order to verify his dedication this year, he asked, "Why did you come to pick me up to school?"

The upturned corners of Zhou Yi's mouth disappeared after this sentence, and he replied in a low voice: "Because...I want to stay with you for a while."

Su Xianyu smiled complacently, did you see, this is the little hero I brought out, he is quite good at expressing his little feelings.

Although the current little Zhou Yi is especially good at expressing his dependence, no amount of dependence can match the colder weather.

When the weather was warm, he could still go out to pick up Su Xianyu to and from school, but after mid-October, Jiang Mengjia stopped letting him go out.

He could only say goodbye to Su Xianyu every day when he went out in the morning, play with him after he came back from school at noon, and accompany him to do homework with him after school in the afternoon.

The ginkgo tree outside the window is withering day by day, and the days of Zhou Yi sticking to Su Xianyu's side are also decreasing day by day with the golden fallen leaves.

When the ginkgo tree was left with only bare branches, Zhou Yi fell ill again in the cold winter.

The fever is not high, but the fever persists.

Zhou Liangjun had already booked a flight ticket to go abroad, but because Zhou Yi lost fluids for two days but still didn't get better, he changed the ticket again.

Usually Zhou Yi would be very anxious and scared when he got sick, for fear that he would not wake up from sleep, but this time he wanted to stay sick longer and recover slowly.

Because this way he can look at Su Xianyu a few more times.

But when I think about it, it's better when it should be better.

Zhou Yi stayed in the hospital for four days this time and then went home.

Zhou Liangjun's resignation date was the 19th of the day after tomorrow.

Su Xianyu saw Zhou Yi's recent little emotions in his eyes, and knew that he was too reluctant, but Su Xianyu really didn't have any experience in separation, so he really didn't know how to comfort this little guy.

I don't even know whether to see the little guy or see him off when he leaves.

not see?

It is estimated that the child will be very sad.

See?

I guess the kid will...cry.

The first snow this winter hasn't come down yet, and Su Xianyu's birthday redemption card hasn't had time to be used yet.

It was the day when Zhou Yi was going to leave.

For the 08:30 flight ticket, Zhou Yi knocked on the door of Su Xianyu's house at seven o'clock.

Su Xianyu's hand was placed on the cold doorknob, but he never twisted the handle hard, just stood silently.

Yang Huiyun tried to open the door several times, but he refused.

Because he really didn't know how to say goodbye to Zhou Yi.

Not because he was afraid that Zhou Yi would miss him, but because he himself had already started to miss Zhou Yi.

The knock on the anti-theft door became more and more urgent, and Zhou Yi came in through the door with a crying voice, "Ayu, open the door, I'm leaving, I...I'm going to a far away place I don't know when I can come back, I'm here to say goodbye to you, you... open the door and let me see you, okay?"

Su Xianyu's throat seemed to be blocked, he couldn't speak a word, and he didn't have the strength to open the door, but only silently shed tears of reluctance.

When the wet and hot tears slipped down the corner of his mouth, he bit his dry lips, and the tears spread from his mouth to his heart.

People who have never experienced separation tasted separation for the first time in this day when they died and came back to life.

is bitter.

The hard part is that he can't bear to part with that child.

The sad thing is that he didn't say goodbye to the kid.

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