Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 161

Ming Jue walked into the ward, put the bouquet and fruit in his hand on the table beside the bed, and put the incubator in his other hand on the table, and then sat down on the chair beside the bed.

Xicheng didn't sleep very deeply. The stomach pain that had been attacking him for the past few days and the pain caused by the preoperative treatment kept him from sleeping well.Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes quietly, his skin was pale, "Have you seen Mo Xuan today?" Seeing Ming Jue sitting in front of him, he opened his bloodless lips and asked in a hoarse voice.

Ming Jue looked at his appearance, and couldn't bear it suddenly, "I see it. I live next door, I can't see him when I look up, can I see him?" He said in a joking tone with a relaxed tone on purpose.But the heart is like a sponge soaked in water, heavy and heavy, as if water will drip out with a little force.

"Is she okay?" There was a faint voice, with a worried tone.

Ming Jue really wanted to shout at him, haven't you been living in your own world selfishly?At times like these, you should worry about yourself.But after all, I still couldn't bear it, I was a little out of breath under such a heavy atmosphere, "You still hum a little tune when you see her, can it be good?" Trying to put on a relaxed tone.

Xicheng became quiet again, and after a while, three words came out of his lips softly, "That's good." It was very light, but it seemed that a thousand heavy stones hit his heart.

"I brought you porridge. It's rare for me to cook by myself. You are lucky now." He just pretended that he didn't hear the sentence "that's good", deliberately changed the subject, and said in a brisk tone , "My mother hasn't even tasted the meals I cook myself."

"Then I really have to be grateful to Dade?" Looking at Ming Jue's appearance, Xi Cheng also said in a calm voice, while reaching out to take the lunch box and spoon from Ming Jue, and drank it one mouthful at a time.The temperature is neither cold nor hot, just right, and it will warm your stomach when you drink it.It was as if a warm current was flowing through his body.

Is she fine?The sun shines into the house, the weather is fine, there is no cloud in the sky, the sky is blue and clear, like a piece of pure sapphire, pure and unbearable.

I really want to see the lavender blooming all over the sky that you have been longing for.He suddenly thought quietly.

Miss, her store name.

We missed Tainoa's Ark, the Titanic, and all the thrills and dangers, and we will continue to miss them.

This is what she said, the reason for the name.Those are Jimi's words, but there is another sentence before that sentence: When you like me, I don't like you; when you fall in love with me, I like you; when you leave, I fall in love with you .

When you left, I realized that I had already fallen in love with you.With hindsight, I actually followed this rhythm.


After not eating much, Xicheng frowned, and put the lunch box and spoon on the side table, the word Sichuan on his forehead was a little deeper.

Seeing him like this, Ming Jue's heart tightened, "Don't you want to eat more?" Realizing his worried tone, he changed back to his usual relaxed tone, "I cooked this myself, it's too much for you. Are you sorry for me?"

The corners of Xicheng's lips raised slightly, "It's your cooking skills that are too bad. By the way, help me get my drawing board." It was a relaxed tone, and both of them were pretending to face the situation in their hearts as if nothing had happened. Huge depression, or, Ming Jue was afraid that he would be in a bad mood.Actually, so what?I have seen it for a long time, life and death are fate, I am lucky to have it, but not my life.

Up to now, I just want to try again and work hard again, because even if I can't accompany you to grow old slowly, I still want to watch you grow old slowly.

"Okay. Eldest young master, you really have a lot to do." Ming Jue said jokingly, while getting up to pack the lunch box again, "Then you rest. I'll be here in a while, it won't take long. Anyway, I'm fine Do."

Xicheng smiled slightly, his brows furrowed a little, "There's no rush."

Ming Jue held something, "Okay. Then you rest." As he walked out, until the door was closed, he leaned weakly against the white wall outside the ward. Sure enough, he still hated such a place, and he was already depressed. The mood became more and more depressed.

It was as if there was a huge stone in my heart, very heavy, but it couldn't be moved, as if it had taken root.It's hard for me to breathe and speak.

In the ward, Xicheng's ten fingers with well-articulated bones pressed his stomach, grasping it little by little, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his other thin hand, where veins could be seen, fumbled for the medicine on the bedside, and poured it down. He took out two pills and swallowed them into his stomach, then picked up the water glass, turned his body slightly, and took a sip of water.The pain in the stomach refused to go away.

He lay under the quilt, his blade-thin lips were tightly pressed, the sweat beads on his forehead became finer and finer, and the knuckles of the joints of the hand holding his stomach turned white due to the force.

After a long time, until the medicine gradually began to take effect, he let go of his hand, and took a few low breaths.Lying quietly on the bed, with his hands still on his abdomen, his deep eyes quietly looked at the sky outside the window, no birds, no clouds, only the blue sky, so beautiful.It seems that once you close your eyes, you can return to the past that you never cherish.

At the time, it was only common.

When I look back now, I realize that those days when she made meals and looked at herself anxiously were so beautiful and worth cherishing.But never cherished.It turned out that I once missed happiness.

He opened his pale lips and said something silently.That lip shape is clearly that of Mo Xuan.I want you to live happily all the time, even if you are with others, it doesn’t matter, as long as you live happily until you become a gray-haired old woman, still being held in the palm of your hand, if you can, smile and smile end.

Ming Jue leaned against the wall, stood for a long time, then straightened up, turned his head to look at the door he came out of just now, feeling uncontrollably depressed and sad in his heart, he sighed deeply, he finally stood up, Go outside and go in.

Step by step from the dark hospital corridor to the warm autumn sunshine outside.He didn't take a deep breath until the sun shone completely on his body, turned his head and looked at the building behind him, and lowered his eyes.



(End of this chapter)