After Aunt Zhang left, Xie Yu accompanied Feng Peilang to talk for a while.

In fact, she was talking the whole time, he was lying quietly, if it weren't for the data fluctuations on the various testing instruments on the side of the bed, she would have almost thought that she had lost him.

"Alang, today is July 15th. ”

July 15th.

They have known each other for twelve years.

It's been twelve years.

How fast time flies.

Xie Yu got up lightly and kissed him on the forehead.

After sitting down, she pulled a ring out of her pocket.

It's a pair of the one she wears on her hand, a very simple and generous men's model.

She didn't tell Lin Wanwan that when she asked the designer to order rings, she ordered two.

One for her.

One is for Feng Peilang.

She picked up Feng Peilang's finger and wanted to put the ring on him.

It's just that because of long-term bed rest and medication, the man's finger has swollen to twice the original size.

The ring doesn't fit in.

The interpreter tried many times.

"Why can't you put it on......"

Xie Yu muttered to himself, his head lowered, and a drop of crystal fell from the edge of the large black-rimmed glasses.

She met Feng Peilang at the age of ten, watching him grow tall and change his voice, from a yellow-haired boy to a young man, holding his hand and walking through every inch of land in their hometown county, even if she was sleepwalking, she could draw every arc on Feng Peilang's hand.

But this time, the ring size she estimated for him was smaller.

"I'm stupid. Hehe, Alang, I'm so stupid, it's like I can't do anything without you. ”

Interpreter took off his glasses and wiped away a handful of tears.

He laughed again.

The days when I came to the hospital were better before, because Feng Peilang was not so serious, and she would wake up, and she would talk to her and talk about the years in previous years.

It's just now, it seems that no matter how much Xie Yu cries or makes trouble, he will never open his eyes and look at her again.

Interpreter knows that Ah Lang's eyes are the most beautiful, shining brighter than the stars in the sky and deeper than the blue water.

His eyes were different from the dark and indifferent falcons of Xu Yishi.

"Aaron. ”

The emotions were just vented for a while, and after calming down, Xie Yu held Feng Peilang's hand, the edematous hand was no longer slender and warm, and it was very cold, "Listen, I'm going to say the thousandth love word." ”

Since the day Feng Peilang fell ill, every time he came to see him, he would read a love sentence to him.

She promised to collect the most beautiful love words in the world, read them to him, and have them translated into English.

The reason for this is simple.

Because the interpreter's English is very poor, Feng Peilang feels that this will help her learn new vocabulary every day.

"Alang, the most beautiful summer I've ever seen is the July when you found me through the crowd. ”

Xie Yu lay in Feng Peilang's ear and said this sentence softly.

There was silence for three minutes, but he couldn't wait for the man's clear voice to sound.

She smiled wryly.

Then he opened his lips and read out a string of English words in a straight voice.

“ThemostbeautifulsummerIveeverseenistheJulywhenyoufoundmethroughthecrowd.”

"Ah Lang, if you hear this, please be obedient and hold on a little harder, okay? I know you hurt, I know, I know it, but you know what? I'm not ready to lose you, Ah Lang, hold on a little longer, okay?"

Xie Yu finally couldn't help but cry softly, and put his head on Feng Peilang's cheek.

The man still hadn't woken up, but Xie Yu felt a touch of warmth across his forehead.

It was his tears.