She turned her head and happened to see Yang Minghui running up all the way and stunned in place.

She smiled at him and said softly, "You're here." ”

The moment Yang Minghui saw her, his brain exploded.

She was surrounded by all kinds of instruments, still hanging drips, and she was like a doll waiting to be repaired, lying there in tatters.

Why didn't she know everything herself? Why didn't she even tell herself?

There seemed to be two heavy stones tied to his legs, and each step took him a lot of energy.

When he walked to Song Shihao's side step by step, he only felt that the whole world was deprived of oxygen, and he seemed to be being torn by some kind of powerful force, and his whole body was in pain.

Song Shihao saw that his eyes were red, and his eyes were covered with a layer of crystal that she had never seen before, and his hands were trembling slightly, as if someone had taken his strength away.

She reached out and took the trembling hand.

The slightly cold palm pulled his consciousness back a little, his palm subconsciously clenched her hand, his knees weakened, and he sat down on the small sofa beside him. Holding Song Shihao's hand tightly against his eyebrows, his shoulders kept trembling.

Song Shihao let him hold it, did not speak, she put her hand on the top of his head with the hand that was still slinging, and patted him softly, as if to comfort him.

The two of them maintained this posture for a long time, and no one spoke, only the sound of the TV and the "tick" sound of various instruments around them.

The Golden Jade Awards are giving out their last award, the Best Feature Film award.

The final winner is "The Favorite", as soon as this award was announced, the main creators of "The Favorite" hugged together, and this award was awarded at the end, which is enough to see the gold content.

Yang Minghui also raised his head at this time, the scarlet in his eyes was even more intense than when he came in just now, and he kissed Song Shihao's hand heavily.

She smiled, her thumb sliding over the corner of his eye, erasing the water stain there: "It's okay, I'm already recovering." ”

"What ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse and trembling, and he cleared his throat before asking again, "What disease?" When was it discovered? Why didn't you tell me? ”

Song Shihao put down his hand on the drip, looked at the ceiling and recalled: "I found it two years ago, uremia, I didn't think I would survive." ”

Every word she said was a knife, mercilessly plunged into his heart.

I found out two years ago, but what was I doing at that time?

Forcing her, persecuting her again and again, hurting her again and again, and then she knew she was going to die, but she didn't say anything.

The emotions that had just been cleaned up collapsed instantly, and he held her hand, tears flowing.

"I'm sorry...... Good time, I'm sorry...... I was wrong, I was wrong......"

The wounds that used to be have been uncovered and then scabbed over are now slowly recovering.

She wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Maybe God saw that I lived too hard before, so I survived." Here," she said, gesturing to where her kidneys were, "I just put it on ten days ago." ”

Yang Minghui followed her fingers to her kidneys, but the tears were even more turbulent, what if not? What if I can't find it? Has she never seen her again since she left that day?

He had been flustered since a long time ago, and he remembered everything she had said.