What about actor?

There was a faint smell of medicine in the ward, and the electrocardiogram equipment was operating smoothly.

When the door was pushed open, her eyes swept over slowly.

"You came……"

"Yeah." Shi Feng took off his mask and walked to the bed, "Sand."

"Thank you...you are still willing to come and see me at this time."

It has become difficult for Xiaosha to speak, as if it is painful to hold his breath.

"I trust you...wouldn't do that kind of thing."

When Shi Feng heard the words, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, "Probably you are the only one who still believes in me."

"I can't do anything now." Xiaosha said, "It's so painful."

When Shi Feng lowered his eyes, looking at this girl whose life was about to reach the critical point, his heart ached a little.

After Xiaosha died, would there be anyone who would continue to follow her like she did?

Probably not, he has gradually understood, whether it is the present or the past, reality or nothingness, love or hate, honor or poverty...

Everything in this world is just a flash in the pan.

The name Shifeng only stayed in the world for a short time. Whether he will be infamous forever or forgotten forever, these are not important anymore.

"It's okay." Shi Feng said, "I will wait for you to recover slowly."

Xiaosha's smile spread from her eyes, but within a few seconds, pain climbed up her brows again.

She seemed to be struggling to breathe every time, her complexion was blue and white, but she still struggled to speak.

Life is precious, but every extra day of life for a person like her is suffering, and being able to find someone she loves to chase after during the short journey may be the meaning of her life.

"I have decided to... donate... my heart..."

The stiffness climbed from her toes to her knees, her thighs, her waist, her shoulders, her throat...every muscle in her body shrank horribly day after day.

Plants that grew from the depths of death took root in her flesh, and only one heart still beat fiercely.

"I will... change a way... to exist in this world." Xiao Shazi was crying, and his words were slurred, "I will change a way... to continue admiring you..."

After saying these two sentences, Xiaosha's strength seemed to be completely drained.

She gradually calmed down, and the sickness caused by suffocation disappeared.

The eyes on that tear-stained face were tightly closed, and at this point, the last fluctuation on the electrocardiogram finally disappeared.

Shi Feng panted heavily in the black with his eyes open, and realized belatedly that he was dreaming.

It's been a long time, and he hasn't thought of this person.

Probably there is also a faint thought in the subconscious mind, the death of Xiaosha also means that the last person in the world who is willing to love him has also left, and I don't want to think about it anyway.

Shi Feng curled up in the quilt, frowned and closed his eyes, turned over, and stretched out his hand to the right.

Taking a moment, he opened his eyes and was stunned.

The tentacles were already freezing cold.

The bellflowers in the botanical garden are blooming, white and purple, very beautiful.

When Shi Feng is interested, he will sit on the grass and read a book, smelling the singing of birds and flowers, until dusk.

KK has moved away, and even the hustle and bustle has disappeared.

Whenever the wind fell into the silence, the words on the book would gradually become difficult to read, so I started to lose my mind again.

Suddenly he was patted lightly on the shoulder, Shi Feng turned his head, and the smiling Guan Shaobai stood behind him.

Guan Shaobai said: "Why are you in a daze, don't sit here, it looks like it's going to rain today."

At this moment, Shi Feng actually clearly felt that the fleeting expectation in his heart disappeared when he saw Guan Shaobai.

Guan Shaobai tilted his head to stare, and said amusedly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing." Shi Feng shook his head.

At dinner, the soup in the bowl was stirred by a spoon for 6 minutes before Shi Feng finally asked, "Where did Qi Mo go?"

Guan Shaobai looked a little surprised, "You don't know?"

Shi Feng looked up at him.

Guan Shaobai thought for a while, and said carefully, "His heart disease may...he needs to undergo a second operation."

Shi Feng's expression did not change, only his eyes moved inaudibly, "Is it serious?"

"No serious surgery."

Shi Feng lowered his head, stared at the bowl of soup in front of him in a daze again, and only replied after a long time: "Oh."

There was a thunderstorm at night, and there was an inexplicable power outage in the villa.

Guan Shaobai lit the slender carved white candles, one by one, until the room was completely filled with warm light.

Shi Feng quietly took away a candlestick and placed it on the cover of the tripod piano.

Guan Shaobai sat down on the sofa, yawned, and said with a smile, "Do you want to play the piano?"

Shi Feng stroked the cold keys with his fingertips, but there was no reaction when he heard that, "I haven't played it for a long time."

He sat on the piano bench and pressed a few notes tentatively.

The gesture was jerky and stiff, showing the timid attitude of a beginner.

Guan Shaobai raised his eyebrows, "Forgot?"

As soon as the words fell, the front note of moonlight had already flowed out, Guan Shaobai's lips and teeth were slightly opened, and he saw Shi Feng's side face in the dim candlelight.

Elegant and mysterious, like a work of art gently carved by God.

Shi Feng lowered his eyes and focused on playing, as if he had played this piece thousands of times.

Those pale hands danced between the black and white keys, beating out a soothing and soft rhythm.

Some people say that "Moonlight" sounds depressing and weird, but Guan Shaobai feels that its overall melody is extremely beautiful at this moment.

So attractive.

Guan Shaobai yawned again, thinking so.

There was a loud bang, thunder bursts, and the showers became heavier and heavier.

When the wind blows up a storm, it is fast and fast, gentle or irritable, chaotic and traceable.

The melody gradually became faster, more urgent, more aggressive...with no sign of stopping.

His fingers were so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and after a while, he played pathos again. He was pressing the keys hard, and it was more like smashing, and sonatas such as heroes, fate, and dawn were interspersed in it.

Guan Shaobai keenly sensed that Shi Feng's emotions were getting out of control, he stepped forward quickly, pressed Shi Feng's shoulder, "Shi Feng——"

But when the wind was completely inaudible, the sound of the piano became sharp and harsh, and the messy notes splashed around like scattered balls.

Those morbid, paranoid, and uncontrollable emotions also filled the entire space with the noise at this moment.

"Shifeng! Stop."

Guan Shaobai directly grabbed Shi Feng's wrists and forced him to stop this masochistic playing.

"Let me go!!" Shi Feng pushed him away with all his strength, stood up and staggered, his eyes were extremely red.

He knelt on the dark red patterned carpet, watching his hands trembling, his mouth opened, and painful breath overflowed from his throat.

"I've been... looking for a reason." Shi Feng bowed his head, his slightly long hair covered half of his face, "A reason why he loves me..."

"But I can't find it, I can't even find it, I'm just a cowardly stinky piece of trash who just hides in the house, I don't want to respond to his feelings at all, because sooner or later he will leave I!"

"Then tell me what you are afraid of." Guan Shaobai looked at him quietly, "You still don't believe that you are worthy of being loved, or you still don't believe that Qi Mo will love you."

"That's not love!"

"You can say that he fell in love with me on a whim, but I don't believe that he will love me for no reason." Shi Feng spoke extremely fast, with faint paranoia, "No one will love someone forever, then Only a madman can do it."

As much love as he had received in the past, in the end it was as miserable as what he lost.

If we say that there is no eternal love in this world at all, then Feng would rather——not love.

Guan Shaobai sighed, stepped forward, knelt down and touched Shi Feng's head, "Poor little boy, you're showing avoidance symptoms again."

"Are you missing Qi Mo?" Guan Shaobai supported his chin and tilted his head to look at him, "He disappeared suddenly and didn't say hello to you, are you afraid that he will leave you?"

"..." Shi Feng only looked at him, but didn't speak.

Guan Shaobai was more determined, and comforted: "No, I assure you, it's just something wrong with his health, he didn't abandon you."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"It's a big relationship." Guan Shaobai pursed his lips, smiled very lightly, and lowered his voice, "Duplicate little fool."

Dr. Wang pushed the door open, saw Qi Mo on the bed, frowned, "Still hurting?"

Qi Mo said: "If there is no pain, I will die."

With his eyes, he signaled the nurse to shake the hospital bed, but when he moved a little, his face turned pale from the pain, and he was haggard and disfigured after a few days.

Dr. Wang sighed, "If you look like this, you won't be able to do without surgery."

"It's something to do." Qi Mo put his hand on his chest and rubbed it lightly, "Let's delay it for a few days, I have to arrange the work."

Dr. Wang sat down in a chair, and it looked like he was about to start a chat.

"As for your statement, I have studied it carefully with several experts in the past few days, and found that although such examples are rare, they do exist."

Qi Mo hummed.

"I previously believed that your serious complications were due to organic changes caused by the heart transplant operation, but according to your statement, I decided to pin the cause on peptide hormones."

Qi Mo paused slightly, "What?"

"The heart can secrete some peptide hormones, which contain some information about the donor, leading to changes in the personality, living habits, dreams, etc. of the donor."

"In short, if that girl's heart is very excited when she sees Shi Feng, then this is likely to carry over to you."

After hearing these words, Qi Mo suddenly fell silent.

He was distracted looking at the densely packed surgical items on the paper, and he didn't react for a long time. Doctor Wang called him again, only to wake up like a dream.

Dr. Wang observed Qi Mo's expression, and seemed to remember something, and said, "One more thing, if your feelings for Shi Feng are really due to peptide hormones, then I want to remind you that after the operation, this feeling will be gone. Completely disappear."

Qi Mo's body stiffened for a few seconds, then he turned his head, "Disappeared completely?"

Dr. Wang nodded, "Well, I want to tell you this in advance."

At this moment, Qi Mo couldn't speak any more words, and even panicked with some hands and feet not knowing where to put them.

He thought for a long time in silence, thinking that his head was about to burst, and he didn't know what to worry about.

He admits that he has long been in love with Shi Feng so much that he can't extricate himself, but if this love comes from the heart in his body, should he give up?

Or... Do you want to give up?

"You go out first." Qi Mo scratched his hair impatiently, and pointed to the door, "Let me think about it."

I thought about it all night.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Su Ran appeared in the ward with a briefcase, listening to Qi Mo's dictation and typing on the computer.

In the end, Qi Mo urged him to draw up the new contract as soon as possible, Su Ran walked a few steps, but turned back.

"Boss Qi, you're doing this..."

Qi Mo rubbed his temples wearily, the back of his hand was full of indwelling needles, and only said: "He has nothing to rely on."

"If I no longer favor Shi Feng after the operation, this new contract will take effect."

"In the days to come, no matter what happens to him, what choices he makes, whether he stays or stays, changes careers or continues to work hard, he will not be cornered."

Surprise and complexity intertwined in Su Ran's eyes, but Qi Mo's expression was always calm.

"Even if I don't like it anymore, I will always protect him."

[The author has something to say: This article is not a typical sweet article, 99% of the sweetness of the copy is because the protagonist's emotional line really does not have any major abuse points.

? Shifeng himself is quite a miserable person, and Qi Mo is his only light in the predicament. I like the entanglement in this kind of suffering, a bit like redemption.

When the attack was first set, Qi Mo was set up very smoothly. Subconsciously, he felt that Shi Feng must be more suitable for this kind of heart-and-heart attack.

Ah, let's not talk about it, the year's upside will always be God. ?】