Ling Ze picked up the chopsticks, in fact, he was also hungry, and at this time, it seemed that he had forgotten about his illness, and just finished the meal with peace of mind.

And when this meal is finished, the next thing he will face will be a completely different world from before.

For yourself, but also for others.

When it was after eating, it seemed that this piece of mist was gone, and it was also sunny after the rain, the spring flowers were blooming, and everything was recovering.

In fact, whether it was him or Mu Tianen, they all knew that for them, these were places that could no longer be reached.

You come with me.

Ling Ze stood up and shouted Mu Tianen.

Mu Tianen was originally going to clean up the table, but she finally followed behind Ling Ze.

Ling Ze opened the door of his room and waited at the door.

"Come in."

He walked in, and he didn't close the door, this was the first time Mu Tianen had entered Ling Ze's room, it was very large, all black, white and gray design, solemn but not dull.

There is no large Mu Tianqing on the wall, only a photo on the table, which is Mu Tianqing, as if it was the photo taken when she won the international award for the first time.

It should have been filmed on the spot, and at that time, he should have gone too.

It turned out that he was more Mu Tianqing than she imagined, just like she loved him more than she imagined, so she still did something wrong, but she never felt that she loved the wrong person.

Some love, like those things in the Mu family, stays in her heart for a lifetime, even if it is lost in the end, she still lets it stay in her soul.

But there are some things that she has gotten, but how can she get them again?

Ling Ze took his briefcase, then took out something from it and put it in Mu Tianen's hand.

Mu Tianen lowered his head, and he could see the words on it clearly in the light of the room.

"Here are some caveats."

Ling Ze walked to the side and sat down too, you look at it carefully, maybe when I die, you will still be alive and well.

There are only so many ways to spread this disease, even if they live together, she will definitely be infected, so it is possible that her life will be fine.

Mu Tianen put the piece of paper aside, when she was in school, she had learned, knew, and knew that this disease could only be transmitted through those aspects.

"Remember it, come out, I want to rest."

Ling Ze pressed his eyebrows, his current spirit was really bad, so he didn't want to talk too much to Mu Tianen.

Mu Tianen stood there but didn't leave.

"What, you want to sleep here?"

He took off his shirt, and gave up on himself like this for a few days, maybe he could finally get a good night's sleep today, and as for what happened tomorrow, let's talk about it tomorrow.

In the end, he accepted it, accepted himself, and accepted the disease.

Mu Tianen walked to the door, but his feet didn't know how to step out.

"Don't you want to know how I got sick?"

Ling Ze sat on his big bed, and he didn't care if he had clothes on, the man's young body was when he was strong, and the muscles on his body were not tangled, he was already strong, he was not a white chicken, only bones, and it was not the kind of fat that would shake.

His skin is very firm, his complexion is also good, he was born with a hanger-like figure, and he doesn't pick clothes at all, even if he wears a sack on his body, he can wear a decadent wind.

Of course, it's also a loss, and his face is not bad.

Mu Tianen actually didn't want to know, it didn't matter how he got it, the main thing was that things were already like this, so in addition to accepting, what else could they do and what else could they choose?

Ling Ze suddenly raised the corners of his lips, car accident, the driver is an AIDS patient, I was exposed to his blood, and I have injuries on my body.

"You can go," Ling Ze turned his back, he didn't want to see anyone now, not even Mu Tianen.

Before he could sort things out, he needed absolute silence, but it wasn't as unacceptable as it had been at the beginning.

People are like this, resigning themselves to their fate in the unacceptable, and finding survival in the thorns.

The door outside was abruptly shut.

And inside was also instantaneous, it became so quiet, and the quietness at this time made Ling Ze a little unhappy, even if there was an annoying fly, it was okay.

He stretched out his hand and took Mu Tianqing's photo.

"How can I blur your appearance more and more, and only when I see your photo, will I remember that you look like this.

Maybe it won't be long before I see you, right? ”

He put the photo on his chest, but there was no trace of waves in his heart, the throbbing of slight longing before, the persistence of touching it casually at first, but now, it seems that his heart is like water.

Because this will not kill people immediately, but it will surely die, and it is also some unclean disease.

It is also a disease that cannot be approached by people and can be contagious.

He opened the drawer, threw the frame in, and then closed the window, and everything that used to be was meaningless from this moment on.

In the morning, when he opened his eyes, the light that penetrated into the house from the outside also made him block it with his hands unconsciously, and he had not slept so early for a long time, woke up so late, and even he forgot when he fell asleep, and what he did at night, it seemed to be a dream after a dream, some were illusory, some were realistic, but when he opened his eyes, those dreams were like mirrors, instantly shattered, and could not be put together.

And his memory also ended at this moment of lucidity.

The day is here again.

It's rare that he can sleep for so long, and he doesn't know the past and the past for a long time, and he doesn't know the past for a long time.

It wasn't until he sat up again that it was about nine o'clock.

He cleaned himself up, and he also walked out, much cleaner and more energetic than the decadent man with a scruffy beard and red eyes a few days ago.

Maybe it can also be said that he accepted his fate.

On the table outside, there were already a lot of dishes, needless to say, they all knew that it was made by Mu Tianen's woman.

When Ling Ze walked to the kitchen, he saw Mu Tianen holding a small bowl, drinking the contents one by one, probably because it was too untasty, her whole face was wrinkled, and when the last drop was drunk, she hurriedly covered her chest and coughed.

At this time, a hand was placed on her back, and it was also gently patted.

"Bitter?"

He asked Mu Tianen.

"It's okay," Mu Tianen actually wanted to say, she was used to it, two bowls a day, one bowl was more bitter than the other, if she got used to it, it seemed that it would be much better, and if she got used to it, she was used to it, and that was it.

But this bowl of medicine every day is still difficult to swallow.