Cute from the sky, the black-bellied young man chases after his husband

It seemed that all the surrounding scenery lost their color in an instant, and even the bright sunshine became dim.

He Chenlang stood there desperately as if he had been frozen, but his eyes were wet with tears.

If it wasn't for him, he would have almost forgotten that he had a very serious illness, so serious that it was hopeless!But maybe from the moment he fell in love with him, he was sick.

"Mo'er, what do you want to eat tonight?" When he got home, He Chenlang couldn't wait to lift up little friend Chu Mo, and kissed him on the face again, as if nothing had happened.

And Yu Wenhao behind him was not as optimistic as he was. After learning the news that he was terminally ill, his mood was not as simple as plummeting, but fear, an unprecedented panic filled his heart.

If he hadn't accidentally discovered his medical records, he really didn't know how long he would have kept this matter a secret!

When I looked at him carefully again, I suddenly found that he was much thinner and haggard.He is like a wild flower on the cliff that has experienced the sun and rain, so weak that it may wither at any time.

This is also what Yu Wenhao is most afraid of!They have only met each other not long ago, and they still have a lot of things to do. He is obviously so kind, but why did God choose to take him away...

There are too many unwillingness and resentment in his heart, but he doesn't know where to vent these feelings?

The nerves of the whole person became extremely tense, as if he was in dire straits, he couldn't sleep or eat!He began to collect various information and contacted various well-known experts at home and abroad, but it seemed that there were only those two treatment options...

He Chenlang seemed to be getting thinner and more emaciated, which made him feel even more uncomfortable, and his refusal of treatment made him feel extremely heartbroken!

"Let's change to another hospital, let's go abroad... there must be a way!"

This kind of pain that the person you love the most is about to leave forever but you can only watch it is more terrible than a nightmare.The so-called "the furthest distance in the world is not between life and death..." on the Internet seems to be just a joke. Only by personal experience can one know what despair is.

Once a person dies, nothing is left...

He looked at him in pain, and felt guilty in his heart, "Yu Wenhao, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." He apologized to him over and over again, but saying "I'm sorry" countless times couldn't make up for the guilt in his heart.

Yu Wenhao looked at him incredulously, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. In his memory, this was the first time he apologized to him, but...it was clearly his fault!If he had found out earlier, would he not have fallen ill to the point where he is today.

"I'm the one who's wrong. I shouldn't let you go filming, I shouldn't yell at you, I shouldn't be angry with you...Chen'er, don't leave me. Please don't leave me."

"People always know how to cherish after losing." The profound meaning of this sentence was only at this moment that he realized deeply. The more he recalled what he had done, it was like a mirror exposing his stupidity and Darkness and ugliness deep within.

He never thought that he, who is so powerful, would show such a fragile expression, as fragile as a piece of paper man that could be broken with a single poke.But it was him like this that made him feel extremely guilty.He wished he could be more realistic. After all, in reality, there are countless cases of couples and even husbands and wives breaking up because of trivial matters, not to mention that he is terminally ill, and they are not married, let alone legally recognized couples.

Isn't it the easiest and most effective way to abandon yourself?

He insisted on rejecting his suggestion to change doctors and hospitals.He was too tired, and he couldn't see other doctors, let alone go to other hospitals.

"But if you die, you will...you will..." Yu Wenhao's words were trembling, but he was still unwilling to say that word and couldn't say it anyway, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you can't give up! "He hugged him tightly, for fear that if he let go, he would disappear.

Tears fell down, He Chenlang sobbed softly.Even if he doesn't want to give up, but he has already given up, this is fate, just like his mother back then, just waiting for the passage of time, waiting for the arrival of death...

Wasn't that what my mother was like back then?Now he has endured what she has experienced again.It's just that such pain, he doesn't want to let him bear it, but what can he do?

Few people knew about his illness, after all, he didn't look much different from the past on the surface.So when he went to see Gu Xiaobai, he didn't see any clues.

"What kind of wind is this that brings our big star He here?" Gu Xiaobai joked, putting an arm on his shoulder habitually, "You still have a little conscience, you know to come to see me, but you don't know How bad is that man lately..."

Ignoring the gloomy faces of his own man and President Yuda, Gu Xiaoshou pulled him into the room for a "long talk"!

"Xiao Lang, what brand of skin care products do you use? Why is your skin so good?" Gu Xiaobai poked his face, not hiding the envy and hatred in his heart.

"I don't use any skin care products." He answered truthfully.

"What? What about facial cleanser? What brand of facial cleanser do you use to wash your face so white!"

He Chenlang only thought that he was using exaggerated techniques to describe it, but in fact he didn't use any facial cleanser, and usually used soap to make ends meet. Although Yu Wenhao also bought some skin care products for him, he didn't. I don't like to use it.

"He Chenlang, do you know that you are spreading hatred!" Gu Xiaoshou felt that he had been hurt by ten thousand points, but at the same time he felt so guilty. After all, the money he spent on skin care products every month was comparable to He Comparing Chen Langhua's... cough cough!

He smiled helplessly, and explained: "I used to come here like this when I was a child."

"Ah? Is that so..." Gu Xiaobai felt more and more guilty.

"By the way, did you quarrel with your husband? Why did you quarrel?"

"Actually... it's not a quarrel!" Gu Xiaobai would never tell He Chenlang that he quarreled with his man because he spent too much on cosmetics!

"Oh, don't mention him, let's talk about you." Gu Xiaobai's eyes dodged, and he deliberately changed the subject, "Why do you have time to come and see me, a busy person? Have you been filming recently?"

"It is precisely because the filming is over that I have time to come and see you." He smiled.

"Handsome Yuda didn't look very good just now, what's the matter?" He asked in a mysterious low voice.

He Chenlang felt quite helpless, as expected, every conversation with him was inseparable from Yu Wenhao...

"Didn't he always like to keep a cold face?"

"That's right." Gu Xiaobai nodded thoughtfully, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said enviously, "That's why I envy you, you see that handsome Yuda is gentle to you!"

"Your husband is only gentle with you, isn't he?"

Gu Xiaobai turned his face to one side, and put on a look of a proud little daughter-in-law.

After visiting friends, almost half a month passed without knowing it. Although He Chenlang also took medicine during the period, the effect did not seem to be so obvious.

Looking at him with a haggard face, Yu Wenhao felt a tearing pain in his heart.

When he accompanied him to the hospital again, seeing him suddenly collapsed, his heart became more and more flustered, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness permeated his whole body along with the blood...

The doctor told him that the cancer cells in his body had already spread to other parts of his body, and now even his bones...

The first thing he said to him the first time he saw him after waking up was: "I'm fine."

Although he didn't have a particularly strong reaction, he knew how hard he had endured!

Gently wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and caught a glimpse of the corner of his lips that was bitten by him, he wished that he could bear the pain for him, even if it was doubled!

He now sleeps less and less every day, eats less and less, and even just eats a little bit and keeps vomiting... Even the experts on this disease that Yang Rong brought back from the United States saw He After Chen Lang's symptoms, he shook his head helplessly.

Everything seems to be doomed...

He is like a lotus blooming at the end of summer, waiting for the autumn wind to come—to take him away.

There is a small garden behind the inpatient department, and Yu Wenhao often pushes He Chenlang, who is in a wheelchair, over to get some air.

The gorgeous afterglow dyed the sky into a unique scene, like colorful silks and satins floating into the air, and the clouds in the sky were also dressed in colorful clothes, which looked very beautiful.

The pale golden sunlight shone on that pale and handsome face, and at last the sickly man seemed to have a tinge of life.

The obsidian eyes that reflected the afterglow shone with luster, and the long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings on the handsome face, but it was a pity that the original pink lips had lost their blood color, and he looked a bit "sickly handsome" " attitude.

"Such a beautiful sunset will never be seen again."

His voice was very soft and small, but when it reached his ears, it was like thunder!

"Don't say such stupid things!" He held up his face carefully, staring at it affectionately and distressedly, "You will be fine."

After a while, Yu Wenhao put his coat on him, leaned down and said, "It's getting cold, let's go back."

On their way back, a scream caught their attention, and they saw a black shadow falling from the sixth floor of the hospital, followed by commotion...

He Chenlang looked up at him suspiciously, but he just responded with a smile: "It's okay."

Although Yu Wenhao really wanted to take a detour, he had to see the bloody scene in the end.

The uncle who fell in the pool of blood belonged to someone else. He just came in a few days ago and was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer, but now...

Yu Wenhao covered his eyes with one hand, and pushed the wheelchair forward with the other.

But along the way, there were comments from passers-by: "The man just now was really pitiful. I heard that the pain was unbearable, and he committed suicide by jumping off the building!"

"Ah~ what can I do? If you suffer from this disease, you can only... alas!"

He Chenlang, who had been silent all the way, returned to the ward, but suddenly said: "I don't want to be so ugly when I die..."

"You won't die!" Yu Wenhao, who has been very gentle to him all this time, suddenly roared, his bloodshot star eyes were mixed with reluctance, pain and anger, but his handsome face suddenly became less firm .

He Chenlang lowered his head and stopped talking.

But when night fell, when he hugged him and put him on the bed while lying beside him, he suddenly hugged him tightly, and tears fell unscrupulously, "Yu Wenhao, I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

He was trembling slightly... At this moment, he realized that his optimism during this period was all faked, and only at this moment did he reveal his inner fragility and fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He knew that his comfort at this moment was feeble, but it was better to say something than nothing.

But it was precisely this sentence that evoked many memories in his heart, making him even more unable to restrain the emotions in his heart and the tears in his eyes.

Early the next morning, the two woke up almost at the same time.Habitually, he kissed him lightly on the forehead and said, "Good morning."

He Chenlang also smiled slightly, as if he had completely forgotten what happened last night, "Yu Wenhao, thank you. In fact, it is such a happy thing to have you. I think I am already satisfied... ..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted suddenly, frowning slightly, "You are not allowed to say any more stupid things."

"I know!" He tried his best to burst into a bright smile, even though his heart was clouded and pouring rain, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

After helping him get dressed, Yu Wenhao easily picked him up and carefully placed him on the wheelchair, as if placing a precious vase, and then pushed the wheelchair to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?"

After he squeezed the toothpaste, he didn't give him the toothbrush, but looked at him with a smile.

"I just can't walk, but can I still move my hand?" He stretched out his hand, but frowned painfully.

Yu Wenhao held the toothbrush, as if coaxing a child, "Good boy, open your mouth."

"It's not like you haven't done this kind of thing before. Why are you so shy?" Seeing him with a slightly flushed face in the mirror, he couldn't help teasing him.

A subject suddenly bit his toothbrush to express his dissatisfaction.

"Hey, don't make trouble." His movements are very light and dozens of times more careful than brushing his own teeth, for fear of puncturing the tender flesh in his mouth.

"Are you brushing your teeth or just unearthed cultural relics?"

For his little complaint, he still smiled dotingly.

After the two of them swayed for a while, He Chenlang's whole body suddenly trembled, the veins on his forehead bulged, his delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he looked very painful.

"I'll call the doctor!" Yu Wenhao became nervous and was about to get up, but he stopped him.

"I...I'm fine." He shook his head, forced a smile and said, "I haven't eaten Malatang from the shop we often go to for a long time, can you buy it for me?"

He looked worried, and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw him gradually recovering.

"I'm worried about you being here alone..."

"Don't worry, I'll call the doctor if there's anything. Besides, later... Mom is coming. Don't worry about me. "

"Okay, you must wait for me." Before he left, he turned his head several times, but he kept smiling and nodding.

Looking at his back, his heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom again.

"Yu Wenhao, I'm sorry, I can't go on with you. Maybe you will hate me one day... But it's better than you always feel guilty about me, because if you do that, it will make me feel even more guilty..."

He knew that the store was quite far from here, and it didn't provide takeaway service, so during the time he was away, it was enough for him...