Qi Ye cried and grabbed Jin Yang's shirt tightly.

"A year ago, I was ready for you to treat me badly."

"However, you did everything you could to be nice to me."

"You are so good to me, you are tormenting my heart all the time."

"Every time I open my eyes and see you, I ask myself again, Qi Ye, why do you have such a ruthless heart?"

"Aren't you hurting him once enough, and do you want to hurt him like this again?"

She sobbed, and everything in front of her became blurred.

"I want to try to love you, but every time I see you, I don't have any emotions other than guilt."

"I know I'm sick, and I know you've mixed me with medicine in milk."

"Every time I take the milk, I dump it in the toilet."

"Every night, I keep my eyes open until I see the sun."

"I think that no matter what kind of illness it is, it will be impossible to escape death in the end."

"If I die, I will have an explanation for you and Lan Qi."

Jin Yang hugged her tightly, as if two hearts were beating tightly.

"Qi Ye, if you want to die, kill me first."

"As long as I live, I will not allow you to die."

He closed his eyes and kissed the hair in pain on her ear.

Whispering, "You must promise me, you owe me." ”

Qi Ye closed his eyes in despair and let him carry himself out of the bathroom.

He wrapped her tightly in the quilt, gently wiped her hair with a dry towel, handed her a glass of milk, and watched her drink it.

Qi Ye didn't know what was going on behind him, only that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

She was so confused that she could only forget a vague shadow, and he said to himself, "Sleep, Ming is a new beginning." ”

He looked at her face and reluctantly raised his hand to caress hers, he smiled, but shed tears.

In this way, looking at her sleeping soundly, he got up and left the room.

He packed all his usual things and clothes into a suitcase, and suddenly felt as if there was nothing he really wanted to take away without her.

He stood in the doorway, carrying his suitcase, looking at the furnishings of the house.

This is where they have lived together for a year.

He still remembered that when he brought her home in a coma, he couldn't sleep all night with excitement.

He asked his aunt to put all the rooms in the house with feminine products and replace all the decorations in the house with colorful ones.

The original black and gray home suddenly became colorful.

If this had been placed in the past, he would have hated such an aesthetic.

But at that moment, he loved the color very much, and he loved the warm color very much.

Because it looks like a home.

He let go of the handle of his suitcase and walked slowly into the dining room.

It's as if I saw the scene dangling in here every night.

He smiled softly, tears in his eyes.

At that moment, he really wanted to go back.

Be selfish, don't leave, just stay by her side.

He walked into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients.

Come to think of it, he hadn't cooked a meal for her yet.

Because I am not skilled in cooking, I also cut my fingers when cutting materials.

It took 2 hours of busy work to cook a bowl of noodles.

Jin Yang walked out of the kitchen, lifted the suitcase and opened the door, and reluctantly looked at the door of Qi Ye's room.

Tears flowed wantonly on his face, and his heart was full of reluctance.

"Qi Ye, promise me, get better."

He silently read in his heart.