The host still maintained his vitality after a series of words, but his words sounded tired in Xia Zhi's ears: "The last gold medal winner - Su Xiao." It is a pity that Mr. Su Xiao was unable to come to the scene today for some reason, and we will deliver the medal and prize money to him by mail or transfer......"

Xia Zhi pressed the Mobius ring in front of the collarbone with the index finger of his right hand, and suddenly lost his strength like a deflated ball. Her knees went limp, and she almost fell to her knees.

Originally...... He's not here. Yes, not all winners will come to claim their prizes.

It's just that she was so stinging inside that she could barely breathe. She had to admit how much she missed him.

The more this happened, the more she felt pathetic and ridiculous.

Does it matter where he is? Importantly, he didn't look for her. Even if the sky is different, is it difficult to send a message?

She took a deep breath and turned to leave the exhibition hall.

She walked with her head down, and as she walked, she subconsciously took out her mobile phone and clicked on Weibo.

She updated a Weibo: "Where are you? 】

- I will read it for a day if you write for a day, and I will read it if you keep writing.

He said so. If he's still watching, he'll know she's looking for him.

She's ...... Looking for him? She was startled by the thought of herself. What did she do with him?

He may be overseas, he has people around him who he loves and loves him at the same time, and she is not so important to him anymore. She had encouraged him to find his own happiness, and now that he had found it, what did she mean by sending him such a message?

She panicked, she clicked on Weibo again, and at the moment when the subway started, the mobile phone signal was interfered with, and the APP was sluggish for several seconds.

After deleting Weibo, she breathed a sigh of relief. She's ...... It's boring.

……

[I've always been there. 】

There was a slight pause as the fingertip moved to the "send" button, but it clicked anyway. As a result, Su Xiao saw a dialog box popping up: [The information you commented on has been deleted. 】

Deleted? Su Xiao clicked back, and sure enough, he couldn't find the Weibo that Xia Zhi had just posted.

He silently placed his phone face down on the table, and Ling Xin rolled over on the bed, a cough that caused his body to tremble violently.

Su Xiao hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, helped him turn sideways and patted him on the back.

This string of coughs seemed to exhaust nearly half of Ling Xin's physical strength, and he let out a sigh and said to Su Xiao, "Didn't you turn on the lights?" ”

Su Xiao paused slightly, and unconsciously glanced at the warm yellow chandelier on the ceiling. But he said, "I'm closed, I'm afraid it will affect your sleep." ”

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I'll read some books and I'll go to sleep right away."

"You're not reading, are you?" Ling Xin narrowed his eyes and moved to the desk, he was not completely invisible, he could see a dim shadow.

Su Xiao also glanced back, he consciously lost his words, in the past few days, Ling Xin's eyesight has decreased at night, but it seems that it is more serious today. He said, "I mean, I'm going to turn on the lamp and read." ”

Ling Xin's eyes didn't move, and he said distractedly, "Su Xiao, I'm sorry. ”

"Don't say that. Rest early, we're going to the hospital tomorrow. Su Xiao held Ling Xin's shoulder and wanted him to lie down, but Ling Xin pushed his hand.

Ling Xin's tone was a little hurried: "I don't want to go." I want to go home. Su Xiao, let's go home. ”

Su Xiao was stunned and said, "We've got it." Don't be afraid, it's okay. "Changsha

"I don't want to die here."

"You won't. Dr Lim said that the chances of success of the surgery are very high......"

"I know what he says!" Ling Xin interrupted him rudely, "But I'm also likely to die on that operating table, and I won't even have time to say a last word!" ”

"Impossible, don't you think about it, okay?"

"Of course you said it lightly, it's not you who got your head cut open!"

"Aren't you still alive?!" Su Xiao also yelled back strongly, "When you were in China, didn't the doctor say that you wouldn't live for more than three months?" You've made it through, and you can keep going! ”

Ling Xin clenched the corners of the quilt tightly, and looked defeated: "But I don't want to stay up." If I had known I could live that long, I wouldn't have gone to you. I'm dragging you down. ”

Su Xiao leaned down towards him and reached out to hug the back of his shaved head: "I don't feel like you're dragging me down." ”

"I want to go back, I'm homesick. Even if I die, I will die at home. And also...... I thought, say sorry to her, and say it myself. ”

"That'...... I'll give her a call, okay? Seeing that Ling Xin was silent, Su Xiao stood up and walked to the desk to take his mobile phone.

"Forget it." Ling Xin suddenly said again, "Stop fighting. ”

Su Xiao held the phone in the palm of his hand, looked at him and said, "It's okay." ”

"No......" Ling Xin said slowly, "Let's talk about it when we meet later......

"Okay." Su Xiao put down the phone and put his hand in the pocket of his coat, "When you're well, we'll go back." ”

"Su Xiao." Ling Xin called him, and after a long time, he said, "No matter what the outcome of the operation is, let's go back." ”

"Hmm......" he leaned against the table, bowing his head speechlessly, "sleep." ”

"You should rest early, too. Don't draw anymore. Ling Xin had always known that Su Xiao often painted after he fell asleep.

Su Xiaoluo was a little stunned: "I didn't paint." ”

"Haven't found the sketchbook yet?"

"Hmm...... No...... It's not an important thing, just don't find it. ”

The sketchbook had always been in the desk cupboard, and he remembered that when he went to the hospital last week, he put it in his satchel and brought it with him, ready to draw some pictures while waiting for Ling Xin.

In his memory, this was the last time he used this book, and later ...... Where do you put it? He couldn't remember. I have searched for the desk and satchel, and I have also turned over this two-bedroom apartment, but I still haven't found it.

Ling Xin turned to him, and seemed to be able to see Su Xiao's face clearly, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in his gaze: "Then what if I tell you that I threw it away?" ”

Su Xiao opened his mouth and closed it again, although it was very slight, but Ling Xin confirmed that he heard the air swirling around his throat. Su Xiao said: "I'm drawing and playing, don't think about it." ”

Ling Xin asked rhetorically, "What did you draw?" I didn't open it to see it. ”

“…… Didn't draw anything. ”

"You brought that book out of China, and you've been using it for a long time, right? How could it be that he didn't draw anything? ”

“…… It's messy, it's a little bit of everything, it's darker, and I don't want you to see it. ”

Ling Xin raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "You will not be darker than me. But I looked at it and wanted to throw it away, the book was worn out. ”

Su Xiao didn't touch his laughter, but just said, "Throw it away." Just buy another copy. ”

"yes." Ling Xin's smile seemed to tremble slightly, "But Su Xiao, I haven't seen your sketchbook, I didn't throw it away." ”