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"I must see him today." Chu Qing was persistent.

He was ready to see Jing Huan, otherwise he wouldn't just leave.

He had already wasted several opportunities before, but now, he had to grasp it. If he couldn't see him this time, he had a hunch that he would never have the chance to see him again in the future.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Chu's stalking skills are better than his ability to make a fortune." Lin Yiran was laughed at by him, and there are such people who treated injuries like that in the early stage. Take it away.

what is he?

Or what is Jing Huan?

Is it a thing?

The resentment in Lin Yiran's heart burned more and more, and he was about to tear his skin apart.

"What do you want from me?" An indifferent voice behind me remembered.

Both of them were startled, Lin Yiran turned his head, with distressed eyes, he heard it all.

But what did he come down for?

He alone has the ability to drive Chu Qing away.

Chu Qing saw Jing Huan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and his whole body was stiff. Jing Huan had changed so much. He was wearing a black casual hat, and his clothes were fat and big. His facial features were more three-dimensional than before, because he was thin Because of this reason, the whole person looks sick and listless.

No, he is just sick.

It's just that he was plagued by illness, and now he is not what he was before.

The frail body that seemed to be able to blow him away with a gust of wind made Chu Qing suffocate severely in his throat.

He couldn't help but move forward.

Jing Huan walked over and said, "Don't move."

Chu Qing's lifted foot just stood there stiffly.

But his eyes never left him after he appeared.

I didn't know what it means to look at ten thousand years before, but now I understand that it is an attachment that can be remembered for a lifetime after just one glance.

Jing Huan stood two meters away from him.

Looking straight at him, his eyes were cold, as if looking at a passing stranger again, without any emotional ups and downs.

He looked at Lin Yiran with slightly changed eyes: "Please, can you cook a bowl of porridge for me on the second floor?"

Lin Yiran listened, looked at him twice, finally nodded abruptly, and finally said nothing.

He knew that this was a matter between them, and Jing Huan wanted to solve it alone.

He will not block, only respect.

Lin Yiran went up to the second floor.

Jing Huanfu looked at Chu Qing again.

"Why, it's fun to go back and forth?" Jing Huan's eyes were full of tiredness, and he looked at this man again lazily.

He heard what Lin Yiran said to Chu Qing just now on the second floor.

I didn't want to come down at first, I didn't want to see this ruthless person.

After thinking about it, after all 12 years, I also treat this relationship sincerely.

Even if it's over, he has to finish it completely by himself.

He didn't want to have any extra involvement with Chu Qing, this face that he had appeared in countless dreams, now even looking at it for a second made him feel sick to his stomach.

But he came down anyway.

He wanted to completely end this wrong 12 years.

It can also be regarded as an explanation to myself.

Chu Qing stared at him closely for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice, "Huanhuan."

This sound seemed to call out the remorse of a thousand years and the longing of a thousand years.

It's just that no matter what he does now, he can't move him anymore.

After hearing this, Jing Huan smiled faintly: "Call me Jing Huan, I can hear you more smoothly."

Chu Qing was a little excited and trembling uncontrollably, he didn't want him to call him that anymore.

Jing Huan will never forgive him.

"Huanhuan, I know you hate me, give me a chance to make amends, and I will find the best doctor in the world to treat you, if you can't cure it, I will be with you—"

"Together for what?" Jing Huan took up his words smoothly: "To die together?"

There was mockery in Jing Huan's eyes, and finally there was a look on his face.

"Chu Qing, five years ago, if you said that, I would still believe it. Now, what kind of bitter drama are you playing here?" Jing Huan took a step forward and met Chu Qing's gaze.

"You die with a dirty person, aren't you afraid of polluting your noble body?" Jing Huan raised his hand and looked at his wrist. His bones were bony and his veins were exposed.

The skin gradually lost its luster. With such a body, Chu Qing called him dirty in front of an outsider not long ago.

He said it so confidently and confidently, and said it so naturally.

There was nothing left that made his face disintegrate in an instant.

Now she came over with an infatuated face and said she wanted to die with him.

Jing Huan shook her head, she really thought she was three and a half years old, and slapped one candy after another.

He really wanted to slap him and see how long his hypocritical face could last.

But after thinking about it, what can I do if I hit him, maybe I hit him, and Chu Qing felt comfortable, but what about him?

Can his relationship of more than ten years be calmed down with a few slaps?

He's not going to let it go and forget it so quickly.

He will not make Chu Qing so comfortable.

"Huanhuan, brother is wrong, brother shouldn't say such bastard words, brother is really wrong, can you forgive brother?" As he spoke, his eyes turned red and his voice choked slightly.

Jing Huan didn't seem to hear his pleading.

Just self-contained: "Look, I'm not like this, do you know why I got this disease?"

He looked at his brown coat and said slowly, "You know what?"

Chu Qing was trembling even harder. How could he not know? He had an investigation and found that the onset of breast cancer is related to mood. Long-term depression, melancholy, and all kinds of irritability and improper diet can cause the disease.

Not only that, when they were together, at the beginning he also

He will take care of Jing Huan's body is soft and slow, and in the later stage, he will directly attack Jing Huan without mercy.

Use this way to absorb the happiness he wants to achieve.

Thinking about it now, Jing Huan's illness was directly or indirectly caused by him.

After realizing this, Chu Qing's eyes were full of remorse.

Looking at his expression, Jing Huan still had a faint smile on his face: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you know it or not. I can't go back, and we can't go back."

Chu Qing was speechless.

He hurt Jing Huan like this, so what face does he have to ask for his forgiveness.

Today, Jing Huan can come to see him, which already made him tearful.

Just thinking about their goodbyes in the future, Chu Qing felt 1 unwilling.

"No, Huanhuan, give me a chance."

"Didn't we promise to be together forever and never separate no matter what happens?"

"So, you can lighten me casually, and then block me with this sentence afterwards, right?" Jing Huan couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Yes, I said that wherever you are in the world, I will be there in the future, but I didn't say that after you slept one after another, I would go to bed and be with you all over the place." Jing Huan felt a puff of anger. Blood gushed to the top of his head.

It was agreed not to be angry, but at this moment, he still couldn't control the anger in his body. All the grievances and humiliation of the past few years collapsed at this moment.

He looked clear and well-dressed, but what he said made people want to vomit.

How did he follow him to this day?

It's not terrible for a person to eat the wrong food. You can recover after a few days of rest at most, but if you choose the wrong person in your life, it will really make you fall and never get up again.

He calmed down and looked at Chu Qing: "You said just now that you want to find me the best doctor in the world?"

After hearing this, Chu Qing nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I will definitely use the best method I can think of to find you the best doctor."

"Huanhuan, spring is here, the sofa cushions should be changed." Finally, Chu Qing said slowly.

After hearing this, Jing Huan's eyes flashed sadness, and then it dissipated. He smiled: "It's time to change."

He has changed the sofa cushions for so many years, but he never thought that he should be the one who should change them the most.

He shouldn't be with Chu Qing long ago, he was not vulnerable before, but now, he finally understands that God refuses to give him another chance to be reborn.

"Then you go to the doctor. If you really find it, come see me again." Jing Huan took a few steps back after speaking.

He watched Jing Huan's eyes become cold and indifferent again, as if he was uttering another most insignificant sentence.

Chu Qing's eyes flashed again, and he said again and again: "Okay, brother, I'll look for it right away, and I will definitely find the best doctor for you."

"Huanhuan, you, you wait for me." Chu Qing knew that she couldn't call him back now, but Jing Huan was willing to let go and said that he would come to see him as soon as he found the doctor, which was already a special gift.

Chu Qing gave him a final affectionate look, turned around and left resolutely.

Jing Huan watched his leaving back, his eyes slowly stained with ashes, this farewell, they will never see each other again.

That's fine too.

They are long overdue.

In a few days, he will undergo Lin Yiran's surgery.

This is to prevent Chu Qing from coming to pester him halfway, and he doesn't want to have too much contact with him.

To draw a cake for Chu Qing is to deliberately dismiss him, and when he contacts the doctor, it is estimated that his operation has already been completed.

At that time, no matter where I was, I would never see him again.

A certain corner of Jing Huan's heart was empty, and after all, the empty part could not be healed in an instant, and the pain still flowed out uncontrollably, but he had to learn to restrain and let go.

He has to learn to forget and learn to start again.

The second floor.

Lin Yiran watched Chu Qing leave, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jing Huan did not disappoint him.

"Slow down." Lin Yiran saw Jing Huan coming up.

He walked over, with a soft voice, and stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

Jing Huan felt that he went out to fight a battle, his whole body was sore and his head was dizzy.

"I want to rest." The corners of his lips were chapped, and his voice was half hoarse.

Lin Yiran said: "Okay."

The porridge has been boiled, and now he can rest for a while, just as the rice porridge is ready, he calls him, it's the same.

Jing Huan was dressed roughly and lay half-lying.

Lin Yiran tucked the quilt up for him, watched him fall asleep, and walked towards the kitchen.

In three days it would be time for surgery, and he was still extremely worried.

I hope Jing Huan can survive the operation.

When he was supporting Jing Huan just now, he found that several places on his body had started to stiffen, which was not a good sign.

Lin Yiran picked up his heart, those stiff muscles should be the result of the deterioration of the disease, Jing Huan should be in pain physically, but he is like this, he doesn't say a word, he doesn't call it suffering.

This is what made him uncomfortable.

This is how many grievances one has to suffer to have the courage to swallow everything alone.

Unlike anyone who confides his heart, everything is endured silently alone.

He always has the mentality of not being troublesome to others, this kind of Jing Huan makes Lin Yiran feel ripples in his heart.