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Chapter 1759 Those Years When I Opened the Wish House (46)
Some time ago, I returned to China due to work reasons, met my former classmates, and thought of my previous school days.

Song Rong also asked Ye Zhiming, and then learned that the other party's life was not long.

He was stunned and couldn't believe it.

The classmate didn't notice his strangeness, and continued to say: "Mr. Ye is the dream lover of many girls in school. I didn't expect that when he was in his 30s, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness and was alone."

"Is he not married?" Song Rong was surprised. When he left, the other party was obviously in a relationship.

"He didn't even talk about love." The classmate said with emotion, "I have never seen such a person as him. He is attracted to his career, and his work gives people a feeling that there is no tomorrow. He is very desperate, as if he knew what he is now. Same end."

"Aren't you in a relationship?" Song Rong was dumbfounded, "No, when I was in college, I saw him getting very close to a girl."

"Oh, that girl doesn't like men." The classmate patted him, "I remember you were very nice before, but why didn't you contact me suddenly?"

Song Rong smiled and said nothing, he even forgot how he got home.

Various thoughts were mixed in his mind, and finally one came to the front.

Meet a man.

After asking someone again, Song Rong found out about the hospital.

When he saw the man in the ward through the door, he was in disbelief.

The vigorous, healthy and sunny man is now as thin as a bone, and his pale face scares him.

He knocked on the door and went in. The two looked at each other and didn't speak for a long time.

"Long time no see Ye Zhiming." Song Rong squeezed out this sentence for a long time.

The weak man was stunned for a long time before he forced a smile, "Long time no see."

"You've lost a lot of weight." Song Rong put the flowers aside and sat next to him.

Ye Zhiming glanced at the bouquet of red roses, the flamboyant bright red made people unable to look away.

"You're tall," he said.

The boy who was short and thin at that time has become so strong and tall.

"Thank you." Song Rong said, he didn't question anything hysterically, and he wasn't qualified either.

"No, I thank you." Ye Zhiming shook his head lightly.

"Treat yourself well. I met my former classmates before, and they said they were going to have a class reunion." Song Rong pretended to be relaxed and said, "You can't be absent."

"I inherited it from my family." Ye Zhiming said flatly.

"When did you know?" Hearing this sentence, Song Rong's voice became hoarse and his eyes turned red.

"It's very early." Ye Zhiming turned his eyes away from Song Rong, and slowly looked at the ceiling.

One day in college, he fainted while playing basketball. Others thought he was suffering from heat stroke.

Until he went to the hospital for a physical examination.

Parents have been hiding it from him, or are unwilling to accept this fact.

His grandfather had this disease and died in his 40s, but his father survived the 40s, so they all thought he was cured.

But he didn't want it to be passed down to him from another generation.

He fainted once when he was a child, and it was then that his parents knew that the inheritance did not end.

There is no cure for their disease now, they can only accept their fate.

Parents wanted him to be happy, so they kept it a secret.

Knowing this, Ye Zhiming was hit in the heart, a little sad, but he was not yet desperate.

He knows Song Rong's feelings for him, he has a heart, he feels guilty and sympathetic at first, but slowly he also has that feeling of rapid heartbeat.

But ah, he is not worthy.

He was the one who made Song Rong so miserable in his previous life, so what right did he have to be with him.

(End of this chapter)