Bai Su could feel Cheng Jingyang's chest rise and fall violently, but his strength was not something that a mortal like her could withstand.

"Cheng Jingyang......!" She struggled, "If you push harder, I'll be strangled to death by you!" ”

After saying this, the two arms that were holding her back slowly let go, Bai Su looked up with a sigh of relief, and looked at Cheng Jingyang's eyes.

Even when he hated him the most, Bai Su never questioned Cheng Jingyang's appearance.

If Lin Gengxin is a joker who was delayed by acting, then Cheng Jingyang must be a little fresh meat delayed by his e-sports career.

Not to mention the whole face, just to say that these clear and translucent, non-shallow eyes, after a long time, will fall into it.

And now, with a smile in his eyes, he was looking at her.

"I promised not to go back."

"I know, I don't regret it."

"Retractor."

Cheng Jingyang stretched out his little thumb.

Bai Su smiled helplessly, followed his example, stretched out his right hand, and hooked his little thumb.

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, you can't change for a hundred years, whoever changes is ......"

"Braised pig's trotters."

Cheng Jingyang picked it up very quickly, but it choked the words that Bai Su had originally thought of in his throat. She rolled her eyes and continued, "Also, pickled pepper chicken paws." ”

"Say whatever you want." Cheng Jingyang used the force of hooking her little finger to firmly press his and Bai Su's thumbs together.

It's like the oath I made when I was a child.

It's a bit naïve, but when you think about your childhood, the vows you make are often the most sincere.

Bai Su was still sleepy, but when he came here, he couldn't sleep at all. She took the noodle bowl on the table and threw it in the trash, moved a stool and sat down against the wall, and yawned profusely.

The sky gradually turned white, and two or three birdsongs rang out the window from time to time. The man on the hospital bed still didn't move, lying silently, not angry at all.

"Ahem...... Ahem. ”

Lan Li suddenly coughed twice.

When Cheng Jingyang and Bai Su heard the voice, they quickly walked to the side of the bed as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and saw that Lan Li had already opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked under the oxygen mask.

His mouth moved, as if he were speaking. But the voice was too soft, and there was silence all around, and Bai Su couldn't hear anything.

Lan Li's illness came quickly and suddenly, and almost everyone was caught off guard. Everyone was defenseless, except himself.

He endured all the pain and stayed in the base to guide, dedicating himself to RT and dedicating himself to the cause of e-sports.

"Brother Oak, how do you feel?"

Cheng Jingyang touched Lan Li's forehead with his hand, and touched his own, and only after confirming that Lan Li's body temperature was not too high did he feel relieved.

Cancer is not a minor disease, even if it can be cured in the early stages, it is a very difficult disease.

The cancer cells spread very quickly, and after the doctor examined Lan Li's body yesterday, he did not rush to major surgery, but only took a conservative surgical approach.

But he won't wake up until now.

Lan Li's hand waved slightly, signaling that he was okay. Seeing that it was the night that Cheng Jingyang and Bai Su were with him, he deepened the smile on the corner of his mouth, and clasped his right hand twice on the bed.

"You guys, be good."

He said something that he couldn't even hear clearly.

Bai Su deliberately leaned down to listen, but only heard the word "good" clearly.

It was inconvenient to speak through the oxygen mask, so Lan Li simply reached out and grabbed the oxygen mask, exhaled two breaths of air, and said with a smile: "I want to eat candy." "Bai Plated" Cheng Zhinan is dead today, the latest chapter of "Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.