I heard you were going to abuse me?Sorry I don't hurt [Quick Transmigration]

What I mentioned by accident that day was overshadowed by my mother lightly, and she kept it secret when she asked again.Bai Zhi could only suppress his longing for the truth and devote himself to his career, because his condition could no longer worsen.

The air at night was several degrees lower than during the day.But for Bai Zhi who was dancing, it was still sweltering, a layer of gray T-shirt was soon soaked with sweat, clinging to his lean body, revealing a white waist when he flipped in the air.

When you lightly rise from the ground, your legs are stretched straight and full of tenacity.

This is a dance practice room, because Bai Zhi has hired it all year round for dance practice, so even the dance studio has become famous, and the business is booming. When many people practice in other dance practice rooms, they will Peeping at Baiji dancing by the window.

In order not to be disturbed by other people, Bai Zhi changed the dancing time, and only came to stretch his muscles and bones in the middle of the night.

Exhausting all the physical strength in the dance, you can enter a clear state without thinking about anything.This is Bai Zhi's favorite decompression exercise in recent years.

After the finishing touches, Bai Zhi saw one or two little girls sneaking by the window and glanced at him silently.

Perhaps it was almost dawn.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhi walked to the chair and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to have a look.

I couldn't see the time clearly, because the entire screen was covered by a series of phone records of mobile phone numbers.

——This is a series of phone numbers that have not been saved but are remembered very deeply.

Sweat dripped from the slender and curved eyelashes, he didn't call back, but put the silent phone back, and pulled the towel hanging around his neck.

Bai Zhi wiped the sweat off his head, pushed open the glass door, went to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water to stimulate his tired nerves, put his hands on the sink, looked up at his pale face, wet his cold fingers Touch along the outline.

Sure enough, he didn't look like Zhou Hefeng at all, nor did he look like Zhou Qibin.

It doesn't matter to him who his real father is.Because he is no longer the boy longing for fatherly love, he will no longer be obsessed with asking his mother who his father is.

Bai Zhi, who had just returned to the dance studio from the bathroom, saw the visitor slightly pursing his pale lips.

Zhou Qibin held a folder in his hand, frowned slightly, worried about the young man's body.

"Don't practice dancing all night, it's bad for your health."

"Understood." Bai Zhi passed by Zhou Qibin, trying to get the coat he put on the chair, but the man grabbed his arm.

Bai Zhi broke free reflexively.Turning around, the slightly raised eyes touched Zhou Qibin's eyes, with strong emotions in them, Bai Zhi moved his eyes away unnaturally, and asked in a low voice, "What are you here for?"

"I just want...to see you." Zhou Qibin watched Bai Zhi's hair with deep eyes.

He tested the utility knife that Bai Zhi used to cut his wrist, and got the most authentic answer.The boy is not his younger brother, nor does he have the slightest blood relationship with him.

"No need, I'm fine." Bai Zhi said copiously, but still pulled the clothes over and draped them over his shoulders.Suddenly he was held down by the shoulder.Bai Zhi turned his head and looked at Zhou Qibin, wondering what else he wanted to do.

Zhou Qibin lightly opened his thin lips and said, "Let's be together..."

The A4 papers in the folder were scattered all over the place.

Bai Zhi just glanced at the words on it, his eyes widened suddenly, but he quickly calmed down.

His eyes were filled with cold disappointment.

"Seven years ago, you threatened me with a video... Seven years later, are you going to threaten me with this appraisal report? Zhou Qibin... I am not that weak, nor can you do whatever you want fiddling with toys."

Bai Zhi turned around, got rid of Zhou Qibin's grasping hand, and waved his hand very vigorously, a faint scar was revealed on his left hand one centimeter up.

Looking at this point, Zhou Qibin frowned slightly worriedly. He walked forward a few steps, and saw Bai Zhi step back uncomfortably to hide his wrist.

Zhou Qibin scanned Bai Zhi's face with his deep eyes, and he said softly with a magnetic voice.

"Not a threat...."

"All I want is your whole life."

After seven years, I got used to the existence and company of this person. It turns out that the youth has become an inseparable part.

Zhou Qibin wrapped Bai Zhi's hand, and rubbed the wound with his fingertips.

"We really have missed it for too long..."

He picked up Bai Zhi's wrist and kissed it lightly, but Bai Zhi withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Bai Zhi held his wrist tightly, "I can't go back.

"When I don't care anymore, you come to make up for it. After so many years of tossing, I don't want to continue tormenting with you." Bai Zhi lowered his eyes, covering the expression in his eyes, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow .

What is broken is always difficult to rebuild.

People's hearts are even more so.

The room returned to silence again, it was an overwhelming silence, and it was broken by Zhou Qibin's opening after a long time.

"I can wait for you. Wait until you want."

"Love me again... Zhou Xuan." Zhou Qibin stretched out his hand and touched Bai Zhi's head. He sighed in a magnetic voice, then bent down and picked up the testimonial that proved that the two of them were not brothers. Report.

He wanted to give the boy some time.

Turning around and pushing the door open, at that moment, he heard a "boom".

He suddenly turned his head and opened his eyes wide. He didn't know why the eye sockets suddenly became hot. "Zhou Xuan!"

.....

Hospital

"Is it just hypoglycemia?" Zhou Qibin asked the attending doctor, but when he got such an answer, he turned his head and looked at Bai Zhi lying on the hospital bed, Zhou Qibin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why... I've been having an ominous premonition lingering in my heart since just now.Fortunately, nothing happened.

Bai Zhi was lying on the bed with the infusion, his lips were pale, and his brows were slightly furrowed. "I want to go home."

He had only been in the hospital for a few months, and he didn't want to be hospitalized at all.

"I just said not to practice dancing all night, did you finally obey after entering the hospital?" Zhou Qibin looked at him and scolded lightly.

For this way of dialogue, Bai Zhi felt a subtle sense of familiarity, and he glanced at Zhou Qibin.

Obviously, Zhou Qibin is also very familiar with it. He was stunned for a moment and Bai Zhi looked at each other briefly, and then spoke unnaturally. "I'll take you home when the results of the physical examination come out." Zhou Qibin approached Bai Zhi and pulled away the chair in front of the hospital bed, but before he could sit in the hot chair, the doctor called him out again.

The doctor seemed hesitant to speak, Zhou Qibin frowned a little deeper, he lowered his head slightly and asked the doctor seriously, "How is the situation?"

"It has been preliminarily determined to be cancer. Rectal cancer is at an advanced stage."

"What?!" Zhou Qibin's face turned extremely pale at that moment, his heart stopped for a moment, and then jumped up quickly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. "Didn't you just say that he just had hypoglycemia?!"

"This is a form of humanistic care in our hospital. Generally, the terminally ill will tell the family members first, and then let the family members decide whether to tell the patient. Just now the patient was..." The doctor looked at this man who often appeared in the hospital with some embarrassment. Young entrepreneurs in the media.

Zhou Qibin hugged his head and stroked his hair back, exposing his forehead. He took a few steps left and right, and finally calmed down his unbelievable mood. "Enough!" Zhou Qibin sternly stopped the doctor's words, and felt that his voice was too loud. He turned his head to see if Bai Zhi in the ward had noticed, and then dragged the doctor a little further away.

"I just want to know if it can be saved?" Zhou Qibin lowered his voice and said hoarsely.

"It's no longer a question of whether it can be saved ... it's how much time is left."

Zhou Qibin's heart tightened suddenly, and before his brain could react, his fist had already hit the wall.

The doctor glanced at his bleeding fist. He had seen countless family members in such pain. If he could, he really didn't want to speak out, but he could only continue to speak conscientiously. "At the advanced stage of cancer, the cancer cells will spread very quickly, so there is no point in doing surgery. Moreover, patients with advanced rectal cancer are weak. If they receive radiopharmaceutical treatment, even if they can prolong their life, the side effects are too great, but it is just an increase. It's just pain."

Such a beautiful child, I'm afraid he can't accept his withered face and hair loss.

"Then what do you think...how long can he live at most?" When Zhou Qibin asked this question, his throat felt like it was being burned, but his whole body seemed to be frozen into an ice cave .

"If the patient is in a happy mood, he may live for a year, or as little as three months."

Zhou Qibin had a sore nose, covered his lips suddenly, and swallowed the dirty words that he wanted to blurt out, his eyes were hot and red.

Compared with time, everything seems to have lost its meaning.

He really couldn't restrain himself from taking another look at Bai Zhi's heart, turned around with a "swipe", and rushed straight to Bai Zhi's hospital bed, his eyes lingering on Bai Zhi's face, he couldn't hear other voices up.

Just looked at the young man intently.

The young man is still so beautiful, with fair face and graceful outline, and even the moment when his eyes turn, there is a beauty that can capture people's hearts.

He didn't want to believe it, he didn't want to believe that the person in front of him was terminally ill.

Zhou Qibin stretched out his hand, and stroked the contours of Bai Zhi's face with his cold fingers.

The helplessness in his chest clogged him like fermentation, and he didn't know how to pronounce with his lips or how to speak for a while.

He could only kiss the skin on Bai Zhi's forehead with his thin lips, and spread it down a little bit, as if this could express a small part of the pain in his heart.

[Strategy target, Zhou Qibin's favorability degree is 95 and the abuse value is 90]

"Zhou Qibin...are you okay?" Bai Zhi raised his eyelashes lightly, because he thought Zhou Qibin looked at him so strangely.

It even made him ignore Zhou Qibin's almost indecent gesture.

Zhou Qibin hesitated for a moment, raised his head and left the skin under his lips, and calmly looked away, the corners of his mouth slowly curved. "...I'm fine."

No one knows how much power of forbearance is contained in this smile.

Because he couldn't tell the young man in front of him of his illness, because this person suffered from severe depression, once he knew, what choice he would make... He couldn't even imagine.

"Let's go on a trip...."

"I'm going alone."

"No!" Zhou Qibin looked at the surprised young man, and reluctantly said softly, "I'll accompany you..."