(This chapter is a two-in-one chapter, which is equivalent to the number of words in two chapters, and it is recommended that when you read this chapter, listen to Lan Xinyu's version of "Xiaoyu", because one foot nine is written by listening to this...... ）

Lifting the tarpaulin completely, Xi Fan moved the painting away and looked at the second one.

The girl in the painting stood there smiling, stretching out her hand to the outside of the painting, as if to pull up the person sitting outside the painting, and the light behind her shone softly on her body, making her like an angel with light, and the feeling of warmth and peace of mind greeted her, making people involuntarily want to hand her hand.

Xi Fan moved the painting away again with trembling hands and looked at the last one.

It was a hospital scene, the girl was sitting on the hospital bed, holding a bloodstained hand in her hand, her eyes were full of shock, and her expression of anger and distress was as vivid as if a person was in front of her.

"Little girl, these are all you."

The voice of Flowing Fire amazement echoed in his mind.

Xi Fan caressed the canvas, she never knew that Fang Zhan had painted a portrait of her. He never said that.

Fang Zhan painted her very well, that smile, every trace of his eyes, was exactly the same as her at that time.

He was real and had her in his heart.

Looking at the painting holding Fang Zhan's hand, was her eyes like this at that time? It turned out that her heart had already been so clear.

It's just that......

Covering the tarpaulin again, Xi Fan told himself that it would be better to treat it as if he had not seen these paintings.

Because, this heart, she is destined to be unable to respond.

In this way, after Xi Fan got better, she continued to work hard for her goal.

Three years later, Xi Fan successfully completed his grandmother's brain surgery.

Seeing that her grandmother was transferred to the intensive care unit for observation, she interrupted Fang Zhan, who wanted to say something, with a smile:

"You say, I won't get married in my life, and I'll dedicate my life completely to the cause of medicine, okay? In this way, without the constraints of family, I have a lot of time to go to surgery and treat more people. ”

Fang Zhan tightly held the ring that had already been prepared in his pocket, and swallowed back the words that he had prepared for more than three years and revised countless times to propose.

The thumb of his right hand rubbed his index finger, and Fang Zhan replied with a smile: "Okay." ”

But the heart is sour and agreed: as long as it is your decision, it is fine.

Unfortunately, I couldn't tell you what I wanted.

After the operation, my grandmother completely removed the tumor, and was well cared for, and passed away peacefully at the age of 83.

At the moment when the grandmother passed away peacefully, the original owner's wish to take care of his grandmother was completed, and all that remained was the original owner's wish to live his life as he was.

Time slipped away slowly.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Xi Fan has long been a world-renowned medical saint, and the number of people he has treated in his life cannot be counted.

Fang Zhan also fulfilled his dream and became a great painter of a generation, and his works are well-known at home and abroad.

In this life, none of them got married and became good friends for life.

The afternoon sun was just right, shining on the hospital bed through the window, warming Fang Zhan's legs, bringing him a long-lost warmth.

With a ventilator, silver hair, and furrows all over his face, he is 85 years old, and he has finally come to the end of his life.

Looking at the person who was standing by the bedside and was still discussing how to treat him with the many doctors gathered around the bed, Fang Zhan's eyes were full of warmth.

"Don't toss. Come and sit with me for a while. Fang Zhan gasped and said slowly to Xi Fan.

The doctors around the hospital bed were all among the top experts in China, they were all Xi Fan's students, and this time she called them over to see Fang Zhan.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Xi Fan also hopes that he can get better.

Let them leave first, Xi Fan walked to Fang Zhan's bed and sat down, patted his hand with the ECG monitor, and asked softly, "How do you feel?" ”

Taking a few breaths, although Fang Zhan smiled weakly, he still replied very freely: "It's not like that, people have arrived, they are old, they should be." ”

In a word, Fang Zhan said intermittently, Xi Fan's eyes were wet when he listened, and he quickly turned his head away, and asked as if relaxed: "Do you want to drink water?" I'll go and pour you some water. ”

Just about to get up, his hand was lightly held down by Fang Zhan to stop him.

"Don't go, just stay with me and sit down."

For a moment, neither of them spoke again.

Both of them knew very well that this was the last time they could get along.

"Put on a song and listen to it." Fang Zhan asked gently.

Xi Fan nodded, clicked on the music software, and randomly played a song with a female voice singing softly.

The song is soft and moving, and the lyrics also deeply touched Fang Zhan's heart.

It's just that the lyrics made Xi Fan's heart tremble, and he hurriedly said: "I'll change the ...... song"

"No, let me, listen."

Pressing Xi Fan's action of wanting to change the song, Fang Zhan's gaze slowly moved to the white clouds drifting outside the window, listening quietly.

There are always some surprises

Let's say when I met you

Your gentle eyes

Appeared in my dreams

My love is like a cloud

There is nowhere to stop in your sky

Much longing turns into showers of light rain

Nourish the land of your heart

No matter what the future holds

At least we're happy now

It doesn't matter how it ends

At least you're the one you miss

……

I want to be with you for real

If you still can't believe it

It really doesn't matter, I'll leave quietly

When he finished listening to a song, Fang Zhan slowly turned his head, looked at Xi Fan deeply, and almost said the words that had been buried in his heart for a lifetime in his voice: "You know, I, like you?" ”

After speaking, but before Xi Fan could react, the eyes that had been staring at her silently behind her all her life suddenly lost all their luster and dimmed.

Xi Fan couldn't control it anymore, tears welled up, and he replied softly: "I, I know." ”

It's just that Fang Zhan couldn't hear this sentence.

Liuhuo had been watching this scene in Xi Fan's mind, and finally the question that had been buried in his heart for decades could no longer help but ask: "Since you know, why don't you accept him?" Obviously you ...... too"

"I like him too, don't I?"

Xi Fan replied softly with tears: "Flowing fire, I don't dare, I don't dare to promise him, do you know?" ”

Liuhuo asked in surprise: "Why don't you dare?" ”

"I'm just a tasker, I'm here to complete the task, my mission goal is him, the mission content asked me to save him, I did it, his depression has long been cured, but the conditions require his approval to complete the task.

What exactly is recognition?

I have almost been recognized by him for my studies, career, beauty, and character, but I still haven't completed the task.

But what else is there that hasn't been recognized? Flowing fire, what else do you say?

There is only love, and it can only be love!

Flowing fire, how dare I promise him, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that once I promise him, the task will be completed and he will die immediately! I, reluctantly, I can't reluctant!

I'd rather be like this, as long as he lives well, as long as he lives. ”

Xi Fan lay on Fang Zhan, who had stopped breathing, and cried bitterly, and his tears quickly wet the quilt.

Liuhuo, who never knew Xi Fan's true thoughts, was silent, just looking at the person who was already old in this world, crying like a child.

After a long time, Xi Fantong's eyes were red, he got up slightly, and slowly traced Fang Zhan's eyebrows with his hands.

In the end, Xi Fan lightly imprinted a kiss on Fang Zhan's forehead, and said with a smile: "Even if you can't complete the task, I hope you can live well, because, too, I like you." ”

Suddenly, Xi Fan felt that his body was light, and his soul, which had regained its youthful state, came out of his body and floated in the air of the ward.

Before Xi Fan could react, a dark purple light burst out from Fang Zhan's body on the hospital bed, penetrating Xi Fan's soul and disappearing with her soul.

On the hospital bed, only two elderly bodies remained, still snuggled together.