Love, sometimes it's really not just about having sex in bed, hugging each other is called love, that's not called love, that's called desire, desire and love are not the same thing at all, and this is roughly the case with him and Wang Shi, do the two of them have the same love for each other? The answer is definitely no.

Wang Shi's eyes flashed with helplessness, as well as despair for the love he had always held. Cheng Luoyi also understood how much he hurt the other party by doing this.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought so, but - I really didn't love you, my feelings for you have not been love from the beginning to now, and I think you also understand that people like me really don't deserve to be with you, let alone let you help me heal here." He felt that he was sinful, but he didn't know what to do.

In fact, he didn't like this matter of his own, Wang Shi had known it for a long time, but what he didn't know was that he would actually say it.

The truth that the doctor had just told him was still unacceptable to him, but now he heard the fact again, and he didn't know why his heart suddenly calmed down.

The king breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him and said, "Go if you want!" I know it's impossible for me to stop you, but you can go, you have to go with you. ”

The change in his attitude shocked Cheng Luoyi on the bed, and he didn't understand why the person in front of him suddenly changed his attitude.

Wang Shi looked at the puzzled Cheng Luoyi, and understood that maybe he was also thinking about why he suddenly changed his attitude, he was afraid that the other party would guess it, so he quickly defended himself and said: "Being able to go out for a walk is also better for your body, so I thought about it and thought it was good."

This is said very unstandardly, Cheng Luoyi has roughly guessed what he is thinking, but he doesn't know why he said it.

Being able to let Cheng Luoyi meet with the person he likes in the last years, or let him see that person, is also good for his mood, in fact, he understands that the moment he learns the truth, he understands that neither he nor Fu Qiming can get Cheng Luoyi, and the person who can get him forever is not someone else but the god of death, and he will throw himself into the arms of death.

He will become a lonely soul, he will forget all earthly things, he will be forgotten among all who know him. And there is nothing he can do but face this reality.

He walked over, gently hugged Cheng Luoyi and pressed him into his arms, stroked his soft hair, looked at the scenery outside the window, and couldn't hold back his tears.

He remembered the scene when he met Cheng Luoyi for the first time, the milky appearance of the little Cheng Luoyi, and the second time he met Cheng Luoyi in school, he was only cowardly. Those memories were frozen in his brain, and one day this person would take everything with nothing left.

At this time, the daughter who had been staying aside looked at Wang Shi and cried, tugged at her clothes and asked, "Dad, Dad Qian—why are you crying?"

Cheng Luoyi, who was buried in his arms, raised his head at this time and saw that he didn't know when, Wang Shi was in tears. He didn't twitch or cry, just quietly wet his eyes and looked into the distance.

He sighed, touched Cheng Luoyi's head, squeezed out the last trace of hardship and danger, touched him and said, "Compared to what you just said, in fact, I have one more thing to tell you, but I don't know how to tell you."

Hearing this, Cheng Luoyi understood what he wanted to say. Leaving his gentle embrace, he looked at him and said, "Actually, I understand everything you want to say - I'm not like this because I'm weak, right?" Is my disease leukemia? ”

Wang Shi stared at him for a long, long time and didn't speak, he was stunned, he didn't know who told Cheng Luoyi.

"My daughter said it unintentionally." Cheng Luoyi said and touched her daughter's head.

Hearing this, he remembered what happened a few days ago, and he realized that he was too careless.

"Actually, that's not what I'm talking about?" Wang Shi didn't know what to say, and he tried his best to express what he wanted to say.

Hearing this, Cheng Luoyi fell silent again. He didn't know what else to say besides this king, so he stared at the other party, trying to find something from the other side that would allow him to understand.

Wang Shi looked at him and said, "The doctor just talked to me, and he said what are you?" What panda blood, said-" When he said this, he looked at Cheng Luoyi's gaze, he didn't know whether to tell the truth to the person in front of him, he actually didn't want this person to know, but he had to let him know, he had to let him understand.

"What did you say? Isn't panda blood a very rare blood variety? Cheng Luoyi knew it himself, but he didn't understand what he was about to say.

Wang Shi sorted out his thoughts and continued: "Panda blood is indeed really expensive, if it is usually your blood is very valuable, but - now this situation has almost pushed you into the abyss of despair, and it is impossible for you to find a complete bone marrow transplant partner with this kind of physique."

"You're saying — I—I—won't live long." Cheng Luoyi's voice trembled a little and said it.

Wang Shi didn't want to admit it, and he didn't want to deny it. Just stared at the floor without any reaction, but Cheng Luoyi already understood, understood that he guessed right, God really favored him, he didn't live long, he would die soon.

Soon he won't be able to see the sun tomorrow, and he won't be able to see the person he once loved. And when he dies, they will forget him, forget the traces of his existence.

His heart was numb, but why did he still feel a slight pain? It was also his fear, the fear of death.

However, he reluctantly showed a smile, looked at the king in front of him and said, "It doesn't matter, everyone will die, it's just that the time is different."

The tone he said was very plain and bland, almost not like a terminally ill person, Wang Shi saw him like this, and he couldn't help it at this time: "Wow!" Screamed and cried!

Cheng Luoyi smiled and took his hand and said comfortingly: "What are you crying about, I'm not dead yet?" Okay, don't cry, you can't die from this disease for the time being, so don't grieve in advance. ”

Hearing this, Wang Shi felt that Cheng Luoyi seemed to take everything lightly, as if he didn't care about death at all—or the scythe in the hands of the god of death.

"That's why you decided to let me go to the wedding?" He asked the people on the side.

Wang Shi nodded and looked at him.

Cheng Luoyi said: "I'm sorry, I know that during this time, I'm really sorry for you, when I'm leaving, I think we should divorce!" Since a person like me is not worthy of you, and he is also a person who is about to die, divorce and let you go, it will be good for you or for me. ”

"No—" Wang Shi shook his head.

"Why?"

"Not why, just because I like you?"

His short words made his heart warm and warm.

Cheng Luoyi nodded, looked at him and said, "Okay then!" Wang, I thought I would be discharged from the hospital in a few days, I was afraid of pain—and I also knew that there was no point in staying here because I was sick, so I might as well go home! ”

"yes, okay."

When Cheng Luoyi met Dr. Li, it was when he came to the hospital again. In the afternoon of the same day, Wang Shi found someone to come over and help Cheng Luoyi move back to his home.

Cheng Luoyi's body is already very weak, but although he looks thin, there is nothing wrong with him. In order to take better care of Cheng Luoyi, Wang Shi sent his daughter to her parents.

The parents didn't ask much, and after dealing with the children's affairs, Wang Shi put down his work and asked his father to stay longer with Cheng Luoyi instead of management.

The two of them have been living like scenes in fairy tales for a while, and Cheng Luoyi's habit of writing a diary Wang Shi also knew, but he had never seen it.

On this day, Cheng Luoyi suddenly took out all the diaries he had written, looked at Wang Shi and said, "These diaries will stay with you in the future!"

"Why?"

"Although this is a diary, in fact, it is all about Fu Qiming, if I am not there that day, I can-or have a chance to give it to him in the future, if he is not interested, just burn the notebook! The decision is yours. He said, smiling indifferently.

In fact, Wang Shi understood that he gave this thing to him in order to let him take this notebook in the future, and if he didn't have the opportunity to give it to Fu Qiming, it was actually part of his idea that he would dispose of it.

"Why don't you give it to him yourself, while you're still there." Wang Shi couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

Cheng Luoyi shook his head, looked at him and said, "My things, or my existence, he doesn't want to see or hear."

Hearing such an answer, Wang Shi couldn't help but smile bitterly, and finally he nodded. Cheng Luoyi did this for another reason, but he wouldn't tell anyone.

At night, when the two of them made love, Wang Shi looked at his weak body and thought that he would bleed from time to time. He really couldn't bear to do that.

No, Luo Yi didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I haven't done it with you for so many days, and my body wants to do it."

"You're like this, I really can't do it." Wang Shi looked at his pale face, and he really couldn't bear it.

Cheng Luoyi saw that Wang Shi was unwilling, so he took the initiative to lean in and kiss him, Wang Shi did not think about the happiness he was before, but his mood became very heavy.

"You say—after death, do people really have souls?" He questioned when he hugged the king.

Hearing this, Wang Shi didn't know how to answer. He just touched his hair comfortingly and said, "Don't think about it too much, okay?"

"I once dreamed that after I died, my soul was out of my body, and I thought it was just a dream, but now I think about it and realize that it is just a sign that I am going to die."