extinguish the stars

Because of Gu Qinghan's health, Gu Nian was still not able to be brought back to City A to visit Yan Jin's grave during the Qingming Festival this year.Looking at the drowsy person on the bed every day, Jiang Qi couldn't take a step away with confidence no matter what.But he still felt uneasy not being by Gu Qinghan's side for a moment, so he even invited Aunt Qiao back and entrusted her to take Gu Nian to and from school.

Throughout the first ten days of April, Gu Qinghan was sickly. The little complexion that Jiang Qi had managed to cultivate in the past two months seemed to have been thrown away by the fall not long ago.

Seeing that the peach blossoms were about to bloom, Gu Qinghan couldn't get out of bed and took Gu Nian to the park to have a look.

On a moonless night, the room was quiet and the lights were dimmed.Jiang Qi confirmed that Gu Nian had fallen asleep, and returned to the master bedroom, half-embracing Gu Qinghan in his arms to inhale oxygen. He closed his eyes with no energy, his dark eyelashes drooping weakly, his side face was snow-white, and his lips were slightly blue .Jiang Qi held his cool hand, and his heart ached as if he had twisted it a few times.

"sorry......"

In the haze, Jiang Qi heard his extremely weak voice.

"What nonsense?" Jiang Qi gently hugged him up, so that he could see his face when he opened his eyes.

Gu Qinghan's face was pale and dim under the light, and his half-opened eyes were exhausted, "I know you are worried, but I really can't do anything with this body..." Gu Qinghan smiled weakly in his arms, "I also want to...get better soon."

Jiang Qi felt sad when he heard it, but he still smiled brightly at him, "Gu Qinghan, Doctor Gu, you have treated so many patients, don't you know the truth that 'sickness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread'?"

Gu Qinghan only laughed when he heard the words, but slowly frowned, his face became paler visible to the naked eye.Jiang Qi had been observing him, and immediately realized something was wrong, "Qinghan? What's wrong?"

"...dizziness..." he answered with difficulty, but it wasn't just dizziness, chest tightness, heart palpitations, tinnitus, and the pain that came from nowhere but invaded every nerve, weaving together The thin and dense net bound him tightly, and he felt that it was very difficult to breathe.

"Call... call an ambulance." Holding the last bit of Qingming, he said to Jiang Qi, then turned his head weakly, and fainted silently in his arms.

Jiang Qi's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he was about to pass out. He felt his back was numb and his mind was blank, but he insisted on dialing 120 calmly. After hanging up, he resisted the anxiety in his heart and held Gu Qinghan turned his face away, only to realize that the dark red blood had been bubbling out from the tip of his nose for some time, but a small piece had accumulated in his palm for a moment, and it smelled fishy and greasy.

"Wake up, Qinghan? Qinghan! Open your eyes and look at me!" Jiang Qi felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and he didn't dare to shake Gu Qinghan rashly. Sideways not to be choked by backflow of blood.

"His appearance tonight is not due to one illness and two illnesses." In the quiet corridor of the hospital late at night, Ning Ze pushed his glasses to comfort Jiang Qi, "After all, his body wasted too much in the past few years. The first two I also think that he recovered too quickly, and it is actually normal for his condition to repeat several times now."

"Jiang Qi, to be honest, you have taken care of Qinghan very well." This was Ning Ze's sincere words. He once thought that Gu Qinghan would not be able to survive the life-and-death crisis of the previous few months.

Jiang Qi was right in front of him, as if he had also experienced a thrilling battle with the rescued doctors and nurses. He sat on the cold bench exhaustedly, with his head bowed, his hands powerlessly inserted into his hair, and he said nothing .

Ning Ze looked him up and down, and saw that he was still wearing pajamas, probably because he stepped on a pair of leather shoes in a panic when he was going out, and he didn't wear any socks. He looked embarrassed and out of harmony.Under the snow-white light, he seemed to be shivering with cold.

Gu Qinghan was not in a coma for a long time, and regained some consciousness at dawn.Jiang Qi held his hand carefully, neither light nor heavy, as if this person was a piece of precious porcelain that had been cracked, and would shatter into pieces if he was negligent, and he must be treasured carefully.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Jiang Qi leaned into his ear, his voice low and slightly hoarse.

"...No," Gu Qinghan half-opened his eyes, squeezed his palm—a small gesture he used to comfort Jiang Qi, "I'll just sleep a little longer, you go back... .. Niannian..."

"I've already told Aunt Qiao, asking her to help take care of Niannian these two days, and I'll accompany you to the hospital for a few days of oxygen therapy."

Gu Qinghan thought for a moment before slightly nodding his head, "Come here," he said in a weak voice, "come up and sleep with me for a while."

"I'm not tired." Jiang Qi knew that he felt sorry for himself and wanted to rest for a while, but he was still worried that the crowd would make him sleep uncomfortable. "You sleep, I'll watch."

Gu Qinghan finally snorted softly, and frowned weakly, "I'm lying here by myself, and I always feel cold."

Jiang Qi just smiled helplessly, said nothing more, quickly took off his shoes and went up, avoiding those pipes and carefully hugging him in his warm arms.Although they cuddled tightly together, he was full of thoughts in his heart, and it was difficult to say a word.

"I must..."

"What?" After a while, Jiang Qi heard something muttered by the person in his arms but couldn't hear it clearly, so he lowered his head to look, only to see Gu Qinghan's face was snow-white, his eyelashes were pitch black, his lips were delicately shaped, and his ears The color of the small cinnabar mole became more and more deep, and the lingering sickness for so long did not destroy the beautiful skin. At this time, under the dim light, it makes people feel lost in a trance.

"I'll definitely get better." Gu Qinghan clutched the hem of his shirt with his hands that hadn't been pricked, and repeated calmly, "Even if it's not complete, I won't let go. Entanglement will drag you down for the rest of my life, okay?"

Jiang Qi's brows that had never been relieved were finally flattened, "Okay—" He kissed the man's dark and quiet hair, "I wish for it."

"you really......"

"What is it really?" Gu Qinghan asked after hearing him smile but couldn't finish his sentence.

"It's getting more and more good at talking about love." Jiang Qi kissed his forehead.

"Like it?"

"Love it so much."

"happy?"

"so happy."

"That's good," Gu Qinghan slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "After all, I will be supported by you for the rest of my life, so I have to be sweeter and deceive you with your money, and wait until you become a poor and The ugly old man fell in my hand."

At this moment, Jiang Qi finally had a sincere smile on his face. He felt that Gu Qinghan was so cute, and he couldn't kiss enough, "It's all yours, the money is yours, and the people are yours. Ugly and old." Not allowed or not."