After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

"Mr. Song himself suffers from chronic leukemia, and his condition was relatively stable before. But now the disease has entered the blast phase, which is the stage we least want to see before. Chronic leukemia has entered the blast phase, which is the terminal stage of chronic myelogenous leukemia. , the symptoms will be similar to those of acute leukemia. According to our experience, if Mr. Song is actively treated, he may be able to persist for half a year..."

The doctor's words ruthlessly pronounced Song Qing's end: he had less than six months to live.

Everything came to an abrupt end.Song Qing entered the hospital, and the doctor naturally couldn't let him come out again.Li Jie and Xiao Wang were completely responsible for the crew, while Lou Jialuo was with him in the hospital.

Illness comes like a mountain.In less than a day, Song Qing seemed to be a different person. She put on a hospital gown and lay on the bed, with a tube on the back of her hand for drips, and her face paled a lot.

Because of the effect of the medicine, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.When he woke up again, the sun outside shone through the window, and it took him several seconds to gather his composure.

It turned out to be early in the morning.

When the diagnosis results came out last night, Xiao Wang was the first to lose his temper. The 1.8-meter-long boy cried heart-rendingly.Li Jie was standing at the door, smoking one cigarette after another, making the nurses yell.

In the end, it was Song Qing who stopped them by herself and asked the two big brothers to explain the situation to the director first.Now that he is like this, he has no way of guaranteeing whether the filming of the film will be finished.

Lou Jialuo was the only one who stayed with him the whole time.

It was him that Song Qinghe saw in front of her eyes. When she opened her eyes, he was still sitting by the bed, guarding herself silently.

Lou Jialuo is a god, he will not get tired.Song Qing had no choice but to ask: "Have you watched me all night? Will it be boring?"

Shaking his head, Lou Jialuo's eyes were complicated, "No. What about you, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Qing's body probably feels uncomfortable everywhere, but he doesn't want his lover to worry, "It's okay."

The worry in Shenming's eyes was obvious, Song Qing couldn't help but hold his hand, and comforted him softly: "Don't do this, I have already prepared for today's situation."

Fearing that Lou Jialuo would not believe it, Song Qing specially added: "Really, don't believe it."

Lou Jialuo held his hand instead, and his eyes fell on this pale face that was still trying to smile.For a while, I tasted an unbearable sour taste in my heart.

At the moment Song Qing was selected into the game, his past had already been known.His father is a well-known contemporary actor, and his mother is an international dancer. He was born as a darling of the second generation of stars. He has a great reputation in front of the media, but in reality he constantly suffers from cold violence from his family.

Song Qing's parents broke up after he was born. The two maintain a loving couple image in front of the camera, but they each seek comfort in their lover in private.Song Qing was placed in her grandma's house since she was a child, and the old man in her 60s single-handedly raised the child.

"When I was 15 years old, I fainted and had a nosebleed in physical education class. Later, I was diagnosed with chronic leukemia. My grandma often told me that death is not terrible, and everyone must die. It just depends on how life is in this world. Whether you are happy or not, happy, these decades are worth it.”

"So, you have never been afraid of death because of your grandma?"

Lou Jialuo remembered that in Song Qing's memories, the most colorful one was this kind-hearted white-haired old man.

"Well," Song Qing showed a nostalgic expression, "When I was young, my parents quarreled every day. They had no time to control me. I stayed at my grandma's house. She took me to the amusement park, to ride the merry-go-round, and to drive bumper cars. I When I got sick, my parents had died in a car accident, and she took care of me in the hospital alone."

Eye sockets gradually turned red, and Song Qing tried her best to make her voice sound calm: "She, she didn't cry, she just told me not to be afraid. But I didn't sleep once, and I secretly hid under the quilt, and I heard her talking to her. When the doctor talked, he cried."

"Lou Jialuo, from that day on, I swear, I will never be afraid again."

Lu Jialuo held his hand tightly, transmitting strength wordlessly.Song Qing looked at him, with a choked smile: "Because I know that if I am afraid, the person I love the most will be even more sad."

"Lou Jialuo, do you understand? I have never been afraid of death. Don't be sad, I am lucky enough to meet you."

"Aqing..." the god murmured his lover's name.He has seen countless deaths, but the sense of powerlessness that he can only succumb to fate makes him deeply frustrated.

He can control time, but he can't stop time on Song Qing.

It's just that his lover is far braver than he imagined.

Song Qing began to receive treatment, and the process was not easy. He often woke up in the middle of the night with pain.Lou Jialuo was by his side at all times, and he even quietly used his strength to shield his lover from the pain.

But people are visibly haggard.In less than a month after entering the hospital, Song Qing had already lost a whole circle of weight, completely like a beauty lamp, which would break when blown on.

Lou Jialuo was so distressed that he could only hug the person, for fear that the person would melt if he was not careful.

The moonlight fell on the white tiles, and Song Qing leaned on her lover's arms.He narrowed his eyes slightly, the scorching pain in his body was dissipating little by little, but he didn't see that the hand behind his back was glowing with black light.

"Lou Jialuo, why don't you tell me a story." Song Qing said weakly. Recently, the larger the dose of medicine he used, the more energy he consumed, and he often felt tired.But when he was awake, he tried to stay awake as much as possible.

Did not tell Lou Jialuo, he was afraid that one day, when he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.

"When I was young, I was sick and hospitalized, and my grandma told me stories."

A look of helplessness flashed across Lou Jialuo's face, "What story do you... want to hear? I don't know how to tell it."

Song Qing laughed and coughed a few times, "Tell me casually, or just tell me the story about you and that Shamiluo, and tell me, why do you look exactly the same?"

Lou Jialuo adjusted his posture so that the person in his arms could lean more comfortably, and then he narrated the past.

"He and I are twins."

"Twins?"

"Well, our main body is the twin Bingdilian that grew beyond the border of the Styx."

Song Qing tried to outline a lotus with two flowers in her mind, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Co-author, are you a lotus flower?"

The god showed helpless but doting eyes, "God, demon, these titles are given to us by you humans. In essence, Chamiro and I are just like you, just a kind of existence in this world."

Song Qing doesn't think so, "I don't have the same superpowers as you."

"This world has its laws, Ah Qing." Lou Jialuo's voice suddenly became dim, "Although Shamiluo and I have the power to control time, as a price, we have become gods in your mouth."

God is not necessarily synonymous with happiness.

"Immortality, Immortality, Immortality, I have wandered in this world with him for tens of thousands of years, watching you humans continue to live, die, and repeat."

This is a journey with no end.

Song Qing heard the loneliness in his words, and suddenly sighed: "It sounds like your life is so boring!"

Day after day, living aimlessly between heaven and earth, even a god would get bored, right?

"So, you're all too bored to have fun with me, right?" Song Qing straightened up, frowned slightly and stared at the other party.

His boyfriend's expression was slightly condensed, and then he showed a little embarrassment.Lou Jialuo nodded truthfully: "Well, this is a game I started a long time ago with him."

The gods lured humans into gambling because they were bored.They can give human beings the fate of immortality, and they can also allow human beings to enter reincarnation in advance.

Song Qing hammered Lou Jialuo's chest with light force, but full of anger, "You guys are too much!"

Lou Jialuo showed a guilty look, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

His boyfriend is a serious god and never jokes.Song Qing could see that Lou Jialuo was sincerely apologizing, and he also felt bored for a while.

Anyway, he was dying too.

"Really, you..." The countless words of reproach finally turned into sighs.Song Qing couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged this cold body. After all, people's hearts were biased.

Lou Jialuo, will you be sad when I die?

He never dared to ask this sentence.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence again, Song Emotion felt the generous hand behind him caressing him continuously.

He couldn't bear such a beautiful and peaceful moment.

"Tell me the story again," Song Qing closed her eyes and said softly, "I won't talk about you and Cha Miluo anymore. Just tell me...you must have seen some interesting people or things after living for so long, right? I'll talk."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that his lover would have to pick those heavy stories of life and death to tell, so he specially added: "Premise, I want to hear love stories!"

Lou Jialuo only felt that the question posed by his lover was a bit difficult, "An interesting love story? No, but there are some that are more impressive. Do you want to hear it?"

In this situation, even if Lou Jialuo told the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, Song Qing would be delighted to hear it. "Well, you say."

The cold voice began to speak slowly: "I remember that about 1000 years ago, a swordsman accidentally rescued the emperor of that dynasty. But the emperor wanted to sneak into his Zhuangzi to eradicate his elder brother, but the swordsman did not Yes. He rescued the emperor as an innocent person, and then the two fell in love with each other in Zhuangzi. But later, the emperor let his men break Zhuangzi while the swordsman was away. When the swordsman came back, he discovered his The whole villa was destroyed..."

As Lou Jialuo spoke, he found that the person in his arms had closed his eyes and was breathing evenly.

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and the black eyes were stained with a little pity.The god leaned against his forehead and kissed him lightly.

His love, I hope you can have a good dream.

If possible, he only wished that time could stay at this moment forever...

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, because I have a lot of family affairs today, I will update it later.In addition, I will take a leave of absence tomorrow, the last chapter, I guess I can’t finish it in a day, and the 7th will have a bigger ending!