Don't be sad behind my back

——Meet——

Han Yi returned to the ward, took off his heavy coat and scarf, and neatly folded them aside.

He took out his phone, but didn't dare to open it.

He finally saw Cheng Xiao today, and just glanced at him from afar.

In the end, he was no match for missing Cheng Xiao.

A man dragged his semi-disabled body back to school, grabbed the fence, and looked at the man.

He never felt that he didn't need anyone, and built a fortress that didn't belong to him by closing his heart.

When Cheng Xiao appeared, he didn't know what it felt like, he instinctively wanted to get close to the heat source, like a flame ignited in the polar night.

As long as he closes his eyes, his mind is full of Cheng Xiao, and when he falls asleep occasionally, his dreams are also full of it.

He is easy to be content, just like now, it is enough to take a look at the one he loves from afar.

Wen Shan returned to the ward suddenly, it was only noon now.

"Mom? Why are you here?" Han Yi asked in surprise.

Behind Wen Shan is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

"I called you and you didn't answer. This is lawyer He."

Han Yi soon understood that it was for the divorce case.

"Hello, Lawyer He."

The man nodded politely.

"Hello."

Throughout the whole process, Wen Shan and the lawyer were chatting, ordering some necessary preparations, Han Yi was occasionally asked to say a few words, and the rest were silently listening.

Wen Shan insisted on letting Han Yi follow her.

This evening, Wen Shan was clearly interested, and after delivering dinner to Han Yi, he went to his grandmother's house.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a ringing sound.

Then she turned over and got out of bed, grabbed her clothes and rushed to the hospital.

When she arrived, the corners of the snow-white hospital bed were stained with blood, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and there was a pool of bright red on the ground, mixed with shards of glass.

Han Yi passed out, his hands were tied, tied to both sides of the hospital bed, and wrapped in gauze.

The nurse sister told her that she heard the sound of glass breaking in the ward, so she came in and took a look, only to see that the hanging bottle was broken all over the floor. Splash, yelling, "Don't come! Don't come!"

The nurse sister was too scared to approach, so she quickly called the doctor and contacted Wen Shan.

A few days ago, Han Yi's condition seemed to have improved significantly, and he could no longer use the belt.

However, now it seems that it has returned to the original point in an instant, or even deteriorated.

"He was given a tranquilizer just now, and he has already committed suicide. If he hadn't stopped him just now, he would have stabbed himself in the neck."

"The family members should stay with him all the time. This child is seriously ill. Don't just pretend it's okay. His knee is not fully healed. He knocked it down again just now. It's even more difficult."

"You're only this big, you're sick all over, and you don't have any good spots on your body, how did you get this..."

The doctor ordered more than ten minutes before leaving.

The next morning.

Han Yi woke up silently, his gaze fell on the ceiling.

He felt his body began to be hollowed out from the inside, his heart was beating wildly, like a flashback before he died, his liver was in sharp pain due to lack of sleep and fatigue, intermittent stomach cramps, and his lungs were dying. Just lying down and doing nothing, I have some difficulty breathing, that kind of suffocating feeling.

He was motionless, barely breathing, like a dying sick cat.

He forgot everything about last night, all he knew was that he was terrified.

His memory is getting worse and worse, and he seems to be a little nervous.

He wept dully and silently called that person's name.

It was he who wanted to go, and he pushed it away.

He is obviously reluctant, but he knows that his future is barren, and his life will also dry up.

His person, his love, are lifeless.

If anyone breaks in, look at the depression.

No one could save him.

He is always alone, he has no life, only survival, he envies the hustle and bustle outside, but at the same time he is also afraid, he envies the bravery and freedom of his peers, and at the same time he shrinks back.

Like a stray cat, it looks lonely and strong, but it is actually timid and guarded.Even when he had a premonition that he was dying, he would hide quietly and close his eyes alone.

He didn't expect to come so soon.

He looked in the mirror while washing, and found that he was no longer the clean and fresh boy in school uniform, but a dying patient with a sick look all over his body, and he couldn't feel good about him.

No vitality, no vitality, like a walking corpse, waiting for the end of the day.

Every day he takes a lot of medicine, but after taking it, he almost throws it up.

He can only eat liquid food, but there is not much to eat, and the nutrition is also lacking.

Han Yi had a dream, this time he didn't hide or escape, he closed his eyes and waited for the god of death to swing the sickle.

He was in pain and woke up in pain.

He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, because it was always in pain.

"mom……"

Wen Shan was startled: "Hey! Are you awake?"

Han Yi didn't answer her.

"Let me go..."

"what?"

"Let me go..."

"I want to go..."

"Where to go?"

"Go..." Han Yi replied seriously: "Go to Cheng Xiao..."

Wen Shan was stunned for a moment: "Cheng Xiao is going to school, why did you look for him? Why did you look for him?"

Han Yi didn't know what he said, his current state was almost subconscious.

"I miss him..."

Wen Shan was shocked, did Han Yi and Cheng Xiao have such a deep relationship, and they were also thinking about their illness.

"I miss Cheng Xiao...I miss him so much..."

Wen Shan coaxed: "Han Yi is obedient, let's treat him well, and when he recovers, he can go to play with Cheng Xiao."

"I...xi..."

Wen Shan didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"Cheng... Xiao..."

He closed his eyes.

Wen Shan still didn't hear clearly, Han Yi said "I" how about "Cheng Xiao".

Han Yi's condition has suddenly deteriorated in the past few days, and the only thing he's talking about is Cheng Xiao or Cheng Xiao.

Wen Shan didn't know why these two people had such a good relationship and made Han Yi so persistent.

On Saturday night, she found Cheng Xiao.

She hoped that Cheng Xiao could help Han Yi. Han Yi doesn't communicate with anyone now. The doctor said that what the patient needs more is psychological treatment. Talking to people close to him can make him open his heart and vent his emotions.

She told Cheng Xiao and Han Yi what happened.

To her surprise, Cheng Xiao decisively followed Wen Shan to the hospital, and he was restless along the way.

After he heard the news about Han Yi, his body trembled violently, which was a physical manifestation of extreme panic and tension.

When he saw Han Yi, he was stunned.

The piercing pain exploded, and then shrunk into a ball, his brain was buzzing, and he almost couldn't stand still. Holding the air, he staggered to the side of the hospital bed, staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

He gently took Han Yi's hand full of pinholes and bruises, held it in the palm of his hand, and stroked it carefully. scattered.

He blinked, trying to drink away the water in his eyes, he wanted to take a good look at his lover, but his vision became more and more blurred.

In Cheng Xiao's eyes, Han Yi's skin was pale and bluish, without blood, his eye sockets were sunken, the fundus of his eyes was dark, his lips were white and chapped, blood beads could be seen faintly.

It's just what he sees.

His cheeks were sunken, his skin was dry and cracked in several places, and only a skeleton remained, and what he was holding in his hand looked like a few human bones.

Even if he was so close, he couldn't feel Han Yi's breathing, even though Han Yi just fell asleep.

Wen Shan was also startled by Cheng Xiao's reaction.

She just said, "Cheng Xiao..."

"Aunt……"

There was a hesitation on the hospital bed.

Both Wen Shan and Cheng Xiao were taken aback for a moment, and turned to look at the hospital bed, Han Yi woke up.

He seemed to wake up only after hearing Cheng Xiao's name.

When he saw Cheng Xiao beside the hospital bed, he was a little confused, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Cheng Xiao?"

Those eyes were still so beautiful, but they were not as clear as before, and became gray.

He asked again uncertainly: "Cheng... Xiao?"

Cheng Xiao finally couldn't bear it any longer, hot tears fell on the back of Han Yi's hand one by one along that bony and tough handsome face.

"Well... it's me... I'm here to see you..."

Han Yi didn't seem to realize that this was reality, he was very happy, this dream was so gentle, his body didn't hurt anymore, and his hands were so warm.

But when Cheng Xiao cried, his heart ached again.

He raised his hand and wiped the tears from Cheng Xiao's face.

Smiled: "Don't...cry...my heart hurts..."

"I...I'm sorry for you...I should...earlier...or...should not...delay you...I'm afraid that this day...afraid...you...will cry...will hurt..."

Han Yi said so much at once, his chest heaved up and down, he was gasping for breath, and his lungs were ringing.

That voice was piercing, and Cheng Xiao's tears couldn't stop falling, choked with sobs: "I don't regret it...don't say I'm sorry...don't say it...I want you to get better...it's all voluntary...Han Yi ...please...please get well..."

Han Yi felt that this dream was so real, even the pain in his heart was so real.

"No... I don't want to... hurt... how uncomfortable..."

A few tears rolled down the corners of Han Yi's eyes, but he still smiled.

He coughed a few times weakly, and the feeling that his lungs were being torn and smashed became more and more insane.

"I... don't want... you... hurt... don't want... you... cold..."

"Han Yi...Han Yi...don't say it...are you getting better...I don't feel pain or cold anymore...are you getting better...are you..."

Han Yi looked at Cheng Xiao with nostalgia, and shook his head lightly: "I... maybe... I'm about to... leave... I really... can't hold on..."

Cheng Xiao: "Don't talk nonsense! No... no! Han Yi... hold on... nothing will happen... be obedient... you go... I will hurt to death... can you bear it... ..."

Han Yi froze for a moment, as if beginning to hesitate.

He thought that this was a dream, whether any wish would come true, whether he could say whatever he wanted, anyway, it was all fake, all illusory.

He thought, at the end of his life, he would go to sleep quickly after deceiving himself and others. In this way, those wishes that he dared not dream of would become the last reality of his life, and he must be very happy.

"Then...you come to me every night...to see me...will you...talk to me..."

Cheng Xiao immediately agreed: "Okay, okay...I come to you every night...to talk to you...bring you delicious food...so you have to be good...persevere until I come...you know ..."

Han Yi laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed, and Wen Shan beside him was shocked, it was the first time she saw Han Yi smiling so happily, let alone suffering from illness.

"Keep your word...Actually, I miss you very much...I even secretly went to see you at school...You play basketball...It's so beautiful...You play really well...It's amazing..."

Cheng Xiao remembered that that day was not a hallucination.

"I saw... I saw..."

Han Yi was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

"Ok!"

Han Yi smiled even more happily, innocent and pure.

He clenched that fiery hand and closed his eyes.

"I'm so sleepy... want to sleep..."

Cheng Xiao held it instead, and said softly, "Go to sleep, haven't you slept in a long time?"

"Hmm..." Han Yi pulled Cheng Xiao's hand, clasped it together, and rubbed it on his face.

"I've been...can't sleep...can't sleep well..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight breathing sound.

Han Yi lost his voice and fell asleep on his side with his forehead resting on the back of Cheng Xiao's hand.

Like a kitten, timidly hiding in the nest, greedy and pitiful.

Wen Shan looked at the hands with interlocking fingers, frowned, a little uncomfortable, and looked suspiciously at the two people in front of her.

She heard everything Cheng Xiao and Han Yi said, even though they didn't mention any sensitive words, it still made people suspicious.

She suspected an absurd and shameful reason.

Would normal friends come to the hospital to take care of them without saying a word?

Do normal friends shed tears because of each other, and fall to their knees in weightlessness?

Do normal friends hold hands and interlock fingers because they haven't seen each other for two weeks, and repeat "I miss you" over and over again?

Do normal friends put each other's feelings more important than their own?

Han Yi actually wanted to give up the treatment, but chose to persist because of Cheng Xiao.

Han Yi suffers from insomnia every day, but Cheng Xiao can make him sleep peacefully.

Han Yi was either silent and in a daze, or acted violently, but Cheng Xiao made him obedient like a small animal.

What on earth does this Cheng Xiao have with Han Yi?