Shen Yue went to the hospital and got the examination report.

It's blood cancer.

The doctor said, "As long as you actively cooperate with the treatment, there is still a possibility of recovery." ”

Shen Yue stared at those words, confused.

When I walked out of the hospital, I threw the examination report into the trash.

She walked aimlessly, her mind buzzing, the pale cold wind blowing red.

The snow began to fall again, step by step, and I walked through the long street in a daze, and looked around, not knowing where I was.

Stretching out his hand, the snowflakes fell in the palm of his hand, and it didn't take long for it to melt, but the chill poured into the bone marrow.

The chill of the ice and snow engulfed her, and her spine ached from the cold.

Perhaps it was the arrangement of fate that she met Zhang Cong again.

The man was tall and panting, and he saw a familiar figure in the distance, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, so he searched frantically nearby, and finally found it.

The light light fell on her face very softly, her eyelashes fluttered slowly, and her lips pursed as if she was smiling, clean as emerald green leaves.

"Brother, take me home."

She has nowhere to go.

Zhang Cong's heart was beating a little fast, and he was at a loss.

The Adam's apple rolled nervously twice, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Okay." ”

——

Zhang Cong lives in a single apartment, and the decoration is simple and clean, which is eye-catching.

There was still unmelted snow on Shen Yue's hair and clothes, Zhang Cong found a clean new dress and handed it to her, asking her to take a shower first, while she went to the kitchen to cook.

After the meal was ready, Shen Yue's bath was also washed.

She was wearing Zhang Cong's clothes, whether it was the trouser hem or the sleeves, her shoulders were thin and thin, and the skin exposed in the black sweater was pale and fragile, perhaps because the skin was too thin, and even the blue tendons could be seen clearly.

The black hair was scattered over the shoulders, beautiful like a thick algae, and the neck was slender and vermilion.

Zhang Cong looked at it, and the tips of his ears quietly became popular.

The dishes on the table are very hearty, exuding a strong aroma, which makes people appetize, and can easily arouse people's appetite, which is obviously a lot of thought.

The man beckoned her over for dinner.

Shen Yue tasted it, it tasted very good, she lowered her eyes and smiled: "It's fun, brother, your craftsmanship is really good." ”

Zhang Cong couldn't help but clench his chopsticks, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, he looked very traditional and handsome, his skin was healthy wheat, he looked tall and big, and even a little fierce, but he was gently praised by the woman, and he didn't know how to place his hands and feet.

I can only clumsily say: "If it's delicious, eat more." ”

Zhang Cong's cooking skills are very good, but Shen Yue lost her appetite after eating a few bites, and even felt a little sick to her stomach, and after taking a sip of soup slowly, she put down her chopsticks.

The rice in the bowl was not even half eaten, and Zhang Cong thought it was not suitable for Shen Yue's appetite, so he heard Shen Yue say: "My appetite is relatively small. ”

But this appetite is too small.

Zhang Cong felt that Shen Yue eating such a little was like eating cat food, and he was too thin, but he also knew that this kind of thing was in a hurry, so he didn't say much.

But in the evening, Zhang Cong cut some fruit and sent it over, the door was not locked, he still knocked twice politely, and only pushed the door in without getting a response.

The bathroom lights were on and the door was open, and he walked in and heard the sound of vomiting coming from inside the bathroom.

Putting the fruit in her hand on the table casually, Zhang Cong immediately ran over, Shen Yue couldn't spit it out, she hadn't eaten anything in the first place, and all the sour water she spit out in the back was sour.

Zhang Cong's face was full of panic, listening to the sound of vomiting in his ears, even his heart clenched, slowly patting his thin back, his fingers stiff.

From his angle, he could see a snow-white neck and a beautiful jawline, and the blue blood vessels on the side of the neck bulged, until she couldn't spit out anything in the back, so she straightened up and went to the sink next to her to rinse her mouth and wash her face.

The man had been following her all the time, looking at her thin and pale cheeks, reddened eyes, dark and moist eyes with mist, thin eyelids slightly puffy, and a vague feeling of uneasiness appeared in her heart.

"Yueyue, are you sick?"

There was a pinprick-like stinging pain in her stomach, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the woman's forehead, her face was very white, her eyelashes fluttered, and her lips were bright red: "It's okay, I just ate something bad yesterday." ”

"Then let's go to the hospital." The man's tone was undisguised concern.

Shen Yue shook his head and refused, "No need, it will be fine in a while." ”

Zhang Cong persuaded for a while, and seeing that Shen Yue was really unwilling, he went to the living room to find some stomach medicine.

By the time Zhang Cong walked in with stomach medicine and warm water, Shen Yue was already asleep on the bed.

Curled up, it was an extremely uneasy sleeping position, as if this would give you some security, and half of the quilt fell to the ground.

Zhang Cong's footsteps were very light, he approached, stood beside him, and softly coaxed Shen Yue to get up and take the medicine.

Shen Yue was very sleepy, she didn't even open her eyes when she took the medicine, and fell asleep again in a daze.

The long, silky hair was scattered on the pillow, fluffy and soft.

Zhang Cong's fingertips hanging on his side rubbed twice, lowered his eyes, and reached out to rub the woman's hair.

It's soft and easy to touch.

The man's eyebrows became extremely soft at that moment.

For a moment he was reluctant to leave, almost greedily looking at the woman's sleeping face.

But soon the woman seemed to have a nightmare, her delicate brows furrowed, her breathing slowly became rapid, and her lips squirmed slightly, with a soft sobbing sound.

Zhang Cong reached out to touch her face, and the woman subconsciously rubbed the warm and rough palm.

Her eyes were closed, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

Crystal tears fell one by one, hitting the pillow, and the eyelashes were wet, like butterflies drenched in the rain.

Zhang Cong looked at his hands, there were wet tear stains in his palms, and there was a dullness in the air that made people breathless.

With his head down, he could faintly hear the woman calling a person's name.

He didn't know who Shen Yue was calling, but he still responded: "I'm here, don't be afraid." ”

Shen Yue closed his eyes, still in a nightmare, and couldn't hear at all.

But she could feel the looming tenderness, so the tears fell even more happily, "Qi Rui......"

Zhang Cong heard it clearly, his back was stiff and about to break, his heart was cold, his fingers trembled slightly, suppressing the obscurity under his eyes, he stretched out his hand to cover Shen Yue's head and stroked it gently.

"Brother is here."

Shen Yue called a person's name in his mouth, and he called it for a night, and it was those two words over and over again.

Qi Rui.

It was as if the name had been engraved into her bone marrow, and even in her dreams, she was exhausted from crying, and she was calling the name of that person.

Shen Yue lived here in Zhang Cong for two days, and also learned about Shen Yue's situation, knowing that Shen Yue was living in Qi's house, he asked Shen Yue to come and live together, knowing that Shen Yue was shy and unwilling to owe others, so he offered to pay some rent, and Shen Yue agreed.

When the weather was fine, Shen Yue took the time to go to Qi's house to pick up his luggage.