Zhou Hao took a deep breath and dropped a sentence.

"You have a good rest, I'll go see Hanhan first!"

Qin Zihan bought two portions of lean porridge and one egg fried rice, and when she came back, Zhou Hao was waiting for her at the door.

"Is it cold?"

Zhou Hao took something from her hand, and held her palm with the other hand, when he came, he forgot to bring her a coat, Qin Zihan was still wearing a short skirt.

"It's not cold, let's go back quickly!"

Qin Zihan was well-behaved and sensible, and did not ask about his cousin's condition.

"Cousin, we're back!"

Qin Zihan, who was happy, saw Qin Xian sitting on the bed neatly dressed as soon as she entered the door, greeting her with a smile.

"It's hard work!"

For this cousin, Qin Zihan really regards him as an elder brother.

No matter how sick and delicate a person is, there are people in his heart who want to protect him.

Sick Jiao is not a disease, but the psychology of self-protection after being hurt.

"Let's drink porridge!"

Zhou Hao put the hot porridge in front of him and ate the egg fried rice by himself.

Qin Xian pretended that nothing had happened, so that people couldn't notice that there was a problem.

Zhou Hao didn't say anything at this time, now it's better to do things well first, and leave the rest to God.

"When will my cousin be discharged from the hospital?"

"In a few days!"

Qin Xian decided to stay for chemotherapy and live as long as he could.

"During this time, I want to leave the dessert house to you to take care of, does Hanhan have time? If it interferes with my studies, I'll change hands..."

The dessert house is Qin Xian's personal property, and it is also his life's work.

Zhou Hao knew that he wanted to hand it over to Qin Zihan to take care of.

If it changes hands, it won't be sold for a few bucks.

"Don't worry, cousin, I'll take care of it, and when you're well, we'll be able to make cakes together again!"

But why, laughing and laughing tears fall unconsciously.

Qin Zihan couldn't control himself, and his tears were bursting with tears.

The more you wipe, the more.

"Look at me, I'm so happy, I can't control my tears."

Qin Zihan lowered his head, not letting them look at the embarrassed side.

Qin Xian's heart ached like a knife.

"Hanhan, it's me who's not good... I."

"Hanhan, it's time for us to go back."

Zhou Hao sighed, wiped the tears on Qin Zihan's face, pulled her to say goodbye to Qin Xian, and the two said that they would come back tomorrow.

Qin Xian was left in the ward, and he was in a complicated mood, feeling that he had been abandoned by the whole world.

After living for more than twenty years, this disease would fall on him, he didn't expect it, and he didn't dare to think about it!

It is not until the last moment of life that people understand how precious life is.

"Hanhan, I'm sorry for you."

The two stood at the door of the hospital, Zhou Hao kissed her face in distress, and kissed her with saliva on her face.

"Haohao, stop making trouble! Tell me, my cousin's body won't last long."

Zhou Hao didn't know what to say, didn't dare to agree, didn't dare to deny.

"Hmm..."

"What do you mean, tell me."

Qin Zihan couldn't wait to know the answer, but Zhou Hao kept hanging on and didn't say anything, making her uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"Leukemia is in the advanced stage, and I can only undergo chemotherapy."

"What?"

She didn't react yet, and stayed on that sentence of chemotherapy.

"Why do you need chemotherapy, and why?"

He didn't know.

"Hanhan, listen to me, Qin Xian doesn't want you to look like this, understand? He wants you to be well and continue to live. Don't live in his pain."

It's that simple!

Qin Zihan was like a doll whose soul had been drained, lying in his arms in despair.

Zhou Hao panicked.

Never

Seeing her like this, although Qin Zihan in her previous life was sad, she was not like this.

"I know... He's important to you."

If you die... Will she be like this?

Competing with a dying person is jealous, Zhou Hao thinks it's too ridiculous.

"No, it's different, you are all my most important people, one is my brother, and the other is the one I love the most."

There is no comparison, all are important people.

Zhou Hao hugged her tightly, "Okay, okay, I was wrong! I shouldn't have said that, so let's come to see my cousin tomorrow?"

"Good!"

On the way back, the two were not in a very good mood.

And the dessert house is lively.

Campus F4, actually opened a dessert house at the school gate to sell cakes?

"Look, isn't that our squad leader Wang Hai, next to him is the affectionate Mo Shao, the scholar Li Yihang?"

"Don't say it, it's true! It's still missing the school grass Zhou Hao."

I didn't see Zhou Hao, and the girls were very disappointed.

However, the charm of these three should not be underestimated.

After a while, the dessert house was besieged by the girls.

"Mo Shao, look at me, look at me!"

"King Hai Oba!"

"Li Yihang!"

Mo Zishao was wearing an apron, and his handsome face and dessert house actually complemented each other.

The evening sunset falls on his tinfoil hot bangs, and his lively personality in the past is now focused on making small cakes, which is pleasing to the eye.

The three of them are handsome in their own way, attracting the attention of a large number of senior sisters.

"Sister Tong, this road has been blocked again."

"What the hell is going on up there?"

He Xiaotong was unhappy.

What the hell do these people want to do?

"Don't worry, wait for me to see what happens."

The little follower took out the binoculars and found that it was Mo Zishao, Wang Hai, Li Yihang and others.

"It's actually Mo Zishao. Sister Tong, take a look..."

The little follower is Mo Zishao's fan sister, and there are many Mo Zishao's personal "art photos" on the campus forum.

No matter from which angle, you can find Mo Zishao's handsomeness.

"It's not promising, a man will make you obsessed."

He Xiaotong snatched her binoculars, and Mo Zishao in her sight was average to her, at most the family was rich and handsome, and nothing else was ugly.

"But that's it!"

The men she has seen are all better looking than this, look at this group of people who are not promising.

"Freshly baked cakes, 9.9 apiece, come quickly, slow down."

Mo Zishao had just served it, and the girls grabbed it, and they didn't forget to rub the oil.

Mo Zishao endured the cold and finally sold all the cakes.

When the crowd gradually decreased, Li Yihang was very curious to taste the cake made by Wang Hai and Mo Zishao.

Is it really as delicious as everyone says?

Li Yihang tasted it, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, he was stunned.

"How? It's so delicious?"

Li Yihang was expressionless and gave him the cake.

"Let me eat?"

Mo Zishao, who was full of confidence, swallowed heavily, and his expression turned blue.

"Oh my God!"

Sweet! Excessive sugar content. If you don't have diabetes, you have to eat diabetes.

"Bah, Wang Hai, you bastard, you tell me it's not sweet."

The king ran away from his legs, and the slippers ran away.

Li Yihang shook his head and calculated today's earnings.

Two girls knocked on the door.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Well, is there still strawberry mousse?"

The girl is soft and weak, and she has two small dimples when she laughs.

Zhang Ying came over when she heard that everyone was discussing delicious food

Try.

I didn't want to meet acquaintances here.