atypical breakup

"Doctor? What doctor? What happened to Li Xiucheng?" Questions were thrown from his mouth one after another like a cannonball.

The medicine bottle just discovered, like a crucial life-saving straw, was tightly held by Cong He.The force was so great that even his knuckles protruded slightly.

"This..." The friend on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, as if it was hard to say.You could almost hear the voice of the other party gnashing their teeth. The friend hesitated for a while, and finally gave up and said, "You should ask Xiucheng about this!"

As soon as the voice fell, he quickly hung up the call without waiting to follow and continue to ask questions, leaving a short busy tone that made people feel lost.

Cong He clenched the medicine bottle in his hand even more tightly.His mind began to run rapidly: from Li Xiucheng's first abnormal behavior, to the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two people in the middle, to the scene when the other party just left, the scattered details are gradually connected together , and finally put together a result that made him panic - Li Xiucheng may be ill.

If this is the case, I just drove him away just now... Cong He didn't dare to think about it any more, tried to take a deep breath to regain his composure, but he still couldn't control the trembling of his hands, and finally he dialed the phone in fear. Li Xiucheng's phone call.

After a while of busy tone, Li Xiucheng answered the phone.

"Hello? Conghe?" The extremely familiar voice that used to face each other day and night came from the other end.

The moment he heard the voice, Cong He immediately clenched his teeth and choked up for a moment.He used great willpower to keep himself from losing his composure at this moment.

"Conghe? What's the matter?" Li Xiucheng seemed to sense that something was wrong with Conghe, and asked again on the other end, revealing faint worries in his words.

"Where are you?" Cong He squeezed the medicine bottle tightly.

There was a brief pause on the other end of the phone, and Li Xiucheng didn't answer.

At this time, he still refuses to tell the truth.Driven by the raging rage, Cong He's body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was raised sharply, so sharp that it was harsh: "I'll ask again, where are you?!"

The monstrous anger was transmitted to the other end of the phone, Li Xiucheng seemed to be caught off guard, and stammered back: "In, in the hospital..."

The word "hospital" is like a rain of stones that fell in an instant, and it will make Cong He dizzy in an instant.He almost collapsed to the ground uncontrollably.

Cong He pinched himself hard, and the severe pain spread to the cerebral cortex in an instant, preventing him from falling to the ground in embarrassment.His chest rose and fell, and he gasped and shouted, "Which hospital?"

Li Xiucheng muttered back the name of the hospital.

Cong and Weiwei were relieved, it was the hospital where he had treated his foot injury before, and it was very close to Nie Zhengyang's home.He kept urging to the other end of the phone, "I'll be there right away, you just wait there."

"But..." Li Xiucheng hesitated to speak, but was refuted by Conghe's sudden outburst of anger.

"No but! Just wait for me honestly!" The loud roar echoed over the house, Cong He hung up the phone without hesitation, and ran out of the door.

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"Li Xiucheng!" Out of breath, Cong Heshang ran to the place Li Xiucheng said, and turned there like a headless chicken for half a circle, and finally saw the familiar figure.

Li Xiucheng, who was standing on the edge of the corridor, looked over in a daze, with unconcealed surprise in his eyes.The moment he saw the other party, Cong He almost couldn't help crying bitterly.

Fortunately, there is still time.Cong He couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

The nerves that were still tense just now relaxed instantly, Cong and He dragged their limp feet and stumbled towards each other.

Unable to figure out the deep meaning of Conghe's actions now, Li Xiucheng walked forward cautiously a few steps, with his arms spread a short distance in bewilderment.

Ever since He ran to Li Xiucheng's side, he was startled by the dark red blood on Li Xiucheng's chest and stopped in his tracks.The large swaths of blood were like blooming flower buds, burning and blooming on Li Xiucheng's chest, deeply hurting Cong He's eyes.

His eyes hurt like being pricked by needles, and his trembling fingers caressed Li Xiucheng's front collar.Li Xiucheng stepped back subconsciously, but Cong He grabbed the hem of his clothes.

From the knuckles with his fingers bursting, he looked up at Li Xiucheng, his eyes filled with misty mist of sadness.He shook his pale lips and asked in a trembling voice, "Li Xiucheng, are you already so sick?"

"...Sick?" Li Xiucheng was taken aback by the question, and belatedly repeated Cong He's question.When he realized what Cong He was thinking, he asked hesitantly, "You already know?"

At this point, even if Cong He is dissatisfied with Li Xiucheng's concealment of himself, he will not really express it.He glared at Li Xiucheng lightly, but his tone was as slow as possible: "You still want to hide it from me now that you've reached this point?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the blood on Li Xiucheng's chest, but his fingers stopped stiffly in mid-air, unable to fall down for a long time.Cong He felt his teeth swell and ache, and there seemed to be a vague rusty smell in his mouth.

He tried his best to move his gaze aside, and asked in a bitter low voice, "Are you seriously ill?"

The reason why Li Xiucheng didn't dare to tell himself before was that there must be something difficult to tell.Since he was afraid of touching the wound in Li Xiucheng's heart, he also deliberately avoided the topic of the other party's cause of disease.

Li Xiucheng was a little sluggish, and he couldn't cope with the sudden change.After a long while, he hugged Conghe slowly: "Actually, I will get better if I persist in the treatment. Don't think too much about it, it's not that serious."

The more he denied it, the more bitter Cong He felt, as painful as swallowing a whole bowl of bitter almonds.But since Li Xiucheng didn't want to show his vulnerable side, Cong He was also willing to cooperate with him.

He blinked his watery eyes, looked up at Li Xiucheng, and pulled out a very forced smile: "Li Xiucheng, let's go home."

Before Li Xiucheng could respond, Cong He grabbed his arm decisively.While pulling Li Xiucheng forward, Conghe turned around to look, with a gentle smile on his face: "Let's go, let's go home."

Probably hit by that long-lost smile, Li Xiucheng lost the ability to resist in an instant.Like a docile large dog, he foolishly followed behind him and left the hospital step by step.

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As soon as He and Li Xiucheng stepped out of the hospital, a nurse walked out of the ward.

The nurse looked left and right in the corridor for a while, her brows gradually frowned, and then she grabbed a companion who had just walked over, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Where's that brave young man just now?"

Because of her question, another nurse also searched around, but couldn't see the figure in memory, and couldn't help being a little puzzled: "I don't know, hey, how is that pregnant woman?"

"It's okay." The previous nurse looked away.Although I feel sorry for the other party's leaving without saying goodbye, but this is the only way to do it now.

She looked at her companion and said seriously: "The production process went smoothly."

"That's good." Another nurse stepped forward and walked towards the other end of the corridor with her, "Let me tell you, last night I..."

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Ten days after returning home from and.

These days, he and Li Xiucheng have been trying their best to pretend that nothing happened.But because of Li Xiucheng's illness, even though the relationship between the two seemed peaceful on the surface, there was an undercurrent surging in private.

Especially for Conghe—the more natural Li Xiucheng behaved, the more uneasy he felt.What's more, Li Xiucheng still refused to tell him the specific progress of the treatment.

Every time Conghe proposed to go to the hospital with the other party, Li Xiucheng always politely refused.Considering Li Xiucheng's mood, even if Cong He wanted to stay with the other party again, he had no choice but to bear the pain and agree.

In the end of such concessions, Li Xiucheng's behavior became more and more ambiguous in his eyes, which caused the panic in Cong He's heart to further increase.

Why did Li Xiucheng refuse to let himself go to the hospital?Could it be that his condition is so serious that he can't speak... Cong He felt a little bit in his heart.

He was frightened by his sudden thought, so panicked that he didn't know what to do with his hands. Li Xiucheng just got dressed and walked over. Seeing Conghe's pale face at this time, he asked strangely: "Conghe, what's the matter?" ?”

Cong He stared at Li Xiucheng's face, feeling that the other party was gradually getting tired in his eyes, and finally turned into a ball of loose sand that could not be grasped, floating in the air.Huge fear roared towards him, and he said in a trembling voice, "Are you still going to the hospital today?"

Li Xiucheng paused when he was straightening his sleeves, and then he replied nonchalantly: "Well, just wait at home."

But he didn't know that his inadvertent expression of evasion instantly aggravated Cong He's panic.

"I, I'll go with you!" Cong He hurriedly got up, but was held down by Li Xiucheng.

Li Xiucheng looked down into Cong He's eyes, and said seriously: "Be obedient, just wait at home."

Shocked by Li Xiucheng's seriousness, he was speechless for a while.After a long while, he nodded in disappointment, and as he nodded, he panicked and grabbed Li Xiucheng's wrist as if remembering something: "Li Xiucheng, tell me the truth, do you have some terminal illness that can't be cured?"

Li Xiucheng's fingers hanging by his side trembled guiltily, and he just kept staring at the other person's face, ignoring this implied move.

Li Xiucheng slightly turned his eyes away, avoiding meeting Conghe's gaze: "...Don't think about it."

Apart from being terminally ill and unwilling to make himself sad, what other explanations could there be for his self-conscious reaction?From He pursed his lips, his face further turned pale.Almost putting all his strength on his fingers, he held Li Xiucheng tightly and refused to let go, breaking the casserole and asking the end: "Can your disease be cured?"

Li Xiucheng made a move, and hugged Conghe violently, the strength was so great that Conghe's body ached, and he could only put his face on the other's shoulder in a daze.

As if telling his last words, Li Xiucheng whispered in Conghe's ear: "Don't think too much, as long as you stay by my side will be fine."

His tone was euphemistic, concealing an imperceptible tenderness, but Conghe was struck by great grief, like a traveler who fell into a lake and could not swim, and was gradually overwhelmed by despair.

Cong He's eyes were blank, and he opened his mouth subconsciously, but he couldn't say anything.

After a long time, Li Xiucheng gently let go of Cong He.He looked at the other party quietly, seeing that Conghe no longer had any intention of going to the hospital with him, so he was slightly relieved.Li Xiucheng said "wait for me at home obediently", then turned around and left with big strides.

The sound of closing the door sounded in the distance.Cong He sat there quietly, with his head lowered and the corners of his mouth pursed unwillingly.If you look closely, you can still see his clenched fists.A few seconds later, he suddenly stood up as if he had figured something out, picked up his coat and followed firmly.