Rebirth: You Save Me with Your Deep Love

Lin Yuze still clearly remembers how he felt when he read the following words in an essay called Six Records of a Floating Life in his second year of high school: "No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me if the porridge is warm... Looking back at the desolate place, no one is waiting for me in the dimming lights." [Note 1]

At that time, it was also the anniversary of his grandfather's death. Lin Yuze, who was entangled in endless loneliness, felt that in this colorful world, the corner that belonged to him had long lost its vitality and color.

Later, I experienced endless darkness, but at the most desperate moment, I suddenly gained light, and the world regained its color for me again.

But this time...is God going to take away the color in Mr. Chu's eyes as well?

Shen Yu could no longer endure this suffocating atmosphere. With a hint of hope in his hoarse and rough voice, he said tremblingly, "The results of the examination have not come out yet. Maybe... it's just a false alarm. Who knows."

People are always used to looking for a refuge to relieve their unwillingness and reluctance to accept things they cannot accept. Even if they know it is useless, they are still willing to retreat into that refuge to gain temporary spiritual comfort.

However, the brief spiritual comfort is ultimately like the fireworks in the night sky, short and beautiful, and the next moment is the overwhelming darkness.

The test results came out very quickly, there was no miracle, nor was there any false alarm...

Everything was just as Shen Yu had worried about. Lin Yuze's heart indeed had the same disease as Ye Hu's.

However, one was so seriously ill that he had to lie in a hospital bed; the other had just begun to develop symptoms.

What is even more despairing is that this disease has never appeared in any of the classics that Shen Yu has consulted; and similar symptoms have never appeared in the field of modern medicine.

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Chu Tingfeng stared at the diagnosis in his hand, his brows knitted together, veins bulging on his arms, and he wished he could stare a hole in the paper in front of him.

Why...why...it has to be Aze?

There are tens of billions of people in this world, why...has it to be my lover?

Compared to Chu Tingfeng's heart-wrenching pain and unwillingness to believe; perhaps because he had died once, Lin Yuze accepted it more quickly.

Taking the diagnosis report from Chu Tingfeng, Lin Yuze, as usual, put her arms around the man's neck and acted like a spoiled child, "Hubby, let's go home."

"I just learned a new dish. Can I cook it for you?"

Chu Tingfeng bent his head and put his arms around his lover's back, fearing that he would get tired from standing on tiptoe, and also afraid that he would lose his balance and fall.

The young man had a bright smile, spoke sincerely, and his beautiful eyes were filled with love. How could Chu Tingfeng refuse such a Lin Yuze?

In this situation, he should have stayed in the hospital, consulted a heart specialist as soon as possible, and then been given a treatment plan and actively cooperated with the treatment.

However, Chu Tingfeng was reluctant to refuse his lover's request to go home, and he couldn't bear to use a lot of reasons to persuade him at this time.

"Okay, let's go home, we'll cook together, and I'll help you!"

Shen Yu looked at the two people leaving together, and felt a great pang of sorrow in his heart. The tears imprisoned in his eyes could no longer be controlled and burst out.

He turned back to the office, looked at the medical books piled up all over the room, and finally could only collapse powerlessly on the sofa.

What should I do?

Yehu has developed a series of symptoms including palpitations, bloating, and difficulty breathing, and now can only breathe with difficulty while lying on the hospital bed.

In the near future, Lin Yuze will probably be like Ye Hu. At a certain time and place, he will suddenly faint, and when he wakes up, he will only be able to lie on a cold bed in the hospital...

Unable to bear the pressure in his heart, Shen Yu took out his mobile phone from a pile of check lists and called the person on the other side of the ocean who he had sent back home.

Anderson's rough and sexy voice came out from the receiver, with his usual casual tone, "Brother Yu, you finally took the initiative to call me. Do you miss me? I think about you all the time, and it hurts my heart."

Listening to the man's words, tears fell more fiercely in Shen Yu's eyes. He wanted to ask if there was any news on the task he had been asked to do before, but he could not utter a word.

Finally, only the hoarse and helpless crying sound reached Anderson's ears through the receiver and radio.

Anderson, with his legs crossed and leaning leisurely on the leather chair, was waiting to hear the cute angry voice of the person on the other end, just like he had done countless times on the phone.

However, this time was different from any previous time. After a long silence, there was suppressed and restrained sobbing.

Anderson's heart tightened and a sharp pain came over him.

Brother Yu... cried!!

And crying so sadly!!

Anderson's expression instantly became dark and solemn. He sat up straight and said in a cold voice, "Brother Yu, tell me what happened."

No matter what happens, I will take care of it for you.

So, don't cry!

Hearing you cry is more suffocating than having my heart and lungs dug out.

Listening to Anderson's voice, Shen Yu felt for the first time that he wanted to rely on this man.

"I... wuwu... they are all sick... I, I don't know what to do... wuwu..."

"I looked through all the books and all the information I could find, but... it was useless. They were all... different from their symptoms..."

"I... I'm so useless. I should have... told the boss earlier. Maybe..."

Shen Yu's crying was like a blunt knife, cutting Anderson's heart again and again, making him breathe cautiously, for fear of disturbing his lover again.

Anderson just listened to Shen Yu crying quietly without saying anything to comfort him.

He knew that what Shen Yu needed right now was someone who could quietly accompany him and listen to him vent his inner distress.

Instead of using a bunch of big truths that can only comfort others but not yourself to stop him from crying.

Time seemed to have slowed down. In the quiet office, only Shen Yu's crying could be heard intermittently.

Anderson listened to the phone patiently and sent a message to his assistant, asking him to arrange the crew and be ready to fly to China at any time.

His brother Yu needs his company at this moment!

Finally, Shen Yu's crying gradually faded away, leaving only intermittent sobbing sounds, mixed with a few hiccups in between.

"I asked you to keep an eye out for me before, and find out if it matches that heart. Do you have any news?"

After hearing Shen Yu's question, Anderson wanted to give him a positive answer, but reality is reality and it cannot be deceived.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yu, I haven't found a match yet."

"Yeah, I understand." Shen Yu sniffed. In fact, he already knew the result before asking.

If he found it, Anderson would definitely tell me. That wolf would never miss any opportunity to curry favor with me.