Become the short-lived white moonlight of the male protagonist

Xing Kangze was lying in the VIP single ward of the private hospital, so Xing Yu passed away early in the morning, and he didn't want to run into the wife of the second wife.Xing Kangze is in critical condition now, wearing an oxygen mask, his eyelids are trembling, and he wonders if he can see who the person standing in front of the bed is.

Xing Yu stood there looking at him calmly, and was silent for a moment.

"How is he doing now?" Xing Yu asked the nurse next to him in a low voice.The little nurse pursed her lips, wondering if she should tell the truth.

"How long is it?" Xing Yu changed the question, and he kept looking at Xing Kangze indifferently.The man on the bed also seemed to hear his cold-blooded question, his fingers trembled, and he even wanted to lift it up and point at him, his mouth made a hooting sound, his chest heaved, but no sound came out.

The nurse looked at the nose, nose and heart, moved a little closer to Xing Yu, and said softly: "Maybe, less than a week."

Hearing this, Xing Yu suddenly showed a smile. He looked at Xing Kangze mockingly, and then said gently to the nurse, "I want to talk to him alone, is that okay?"

"Okay, if something happens, just press the emergency button." The nurse nodded and went out with the documents in her arms.At this moment, there are only two father and son left in the huge ward.

Xing Yu sat comfortably on the leather sofa, crossed his legs and raised his eyes to look at Xing Kangze. The man's cloudy eyes met him under his slightly narrowed eyelids. Xing Yu smiled: "Father, long time no see."

Huo Yingzong waited outside for Xing Yu, and he didn't know how long he talked inside. The health monitor began to emit beeping alarms, and soon the doctors and nurses waiting outside rushed in, and started to rescue him in a hurry.

And Xing Yu looked down at the busyness over there, raised his hand to straighten his bow tie, then got up and left.

"Are you okay?" Noticing Xing Yu's pale face, Huo Yingzong took the initiative to hold the other's hand, his face was cold, "Why is it so cold?"

"It's been like this since I was a child." Xing Yu smiled weakly, but the next second he fainted into Huo Yingzong's arms.

When Xing Yu woke up, it was already dark outside, and only the bedside lamp was shining faintly in the huge ward. Xing Yu moved, and the pajamas and quilt rubbed against each other making the sound of Shusuo. Only then did he notice There should be another person lying beside the bed.

Huo Yingzong's hair was just like his own, very hard and a little prickly. Xing Yu leaned against the head of the bed and played with his fingers unconsciously around Huo Yingzong's hair. Finally, when he accidentally pulled out one of the other's hair, Huo Yingzong woke up .

His eyes were stained blue, and his eyes were red, as if he had cried. "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long." Xing Yu seemed to have lost the concept of time, looked down at the needle on the back of his hand, closed his eyes a little annoyed, and let out a foul breath.

"Then how long are you going to keep it from me?" Huo Yingzong finally couldn't restrain the fear in his heart, his jaw tightened, but he tried his best not to appear questioning.

Xing Yu lowered his head and smiled: "I didn't intend to hide it from you."

"So that piece of paper last night was also because of this reason?" Huo Yingzong secretly cursed at his own stupidity, unable to see the truth clearly in front of him, his slender fingers rubbed against Xing Yu's side little by little, hooking him , "Since when did you know?"

"When I was abroad, I fell ill." Xing Yu said lightly, and his words were like stabbing a knife in Huo Yingzong's heart. The man couldn't help but squeeze Xing Yu's fingers tightly, looking at the other's thin side Suddenly, he felt that all his stubborn quarrels in the past were all hypocrisy.

Whether it's to find a boyfriend or make him jealous, it's really stupid.

"We can't drag it on any longer." Huo Yingzong said, some pleas appeared in his eyes, "There may be room for active treatment."

But the doctor didn't tell him that, even if he was treated, he might only have one year's lifespan.

Xing Yu was silent, and suddenly evoked a weak smile: "Ying Zong, I've already made my decision."

"Just treat it for me, can you? Please, Ayu." Huo Ying's eyes were red, and he frowned tightly, as if he didn't want to show his weak side in front of Xing Yu, but the harder he tried, the more fear and uneasiness he felt in his heart. It became more and more intense, and a kind of empty pain made his whole body hurt.

Xing Yu sighed, looked at Huo Yingzong with some tolerance, then raised his hand to caress the side of the other's face, and rubbed his thumbs at the end of the man's eyes.

"If you want the Xing family, I'll take it for you. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. So, Ayu, stay with me, okay?" Huo Yingzong's eyes showed reluctance, but he still kept his I hope that the sharpness and coldness of the past will disappear, and all that remains on me is prayer and humbleness.

"What if I want you to stop liking me?" Xing Yu said.

Huo Yingzong's face suddenly turned pale, as if a basin of cold water had been poured down.His fingers trembled a little, but there was a bit of anger between his brows and eyes, but even his lips began to tremble. He had no choice but to control his love for the man.

Xing Yu sighed, and said in a low voice, "I'm tired, Ying Zong."

Huo Ying opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything. He looked at Xing Yu's sleeping face motionlessly, and finally stood up uncontrollably, and placed a soft kiss on the corner of Xing Yu's mouth.

During the few days in the hospital, Huo Yingzong didn't even need to hire a nurse to take care of his face, and he was tantamount to torturing himself, because he watched Xing Yu gradually lose weight.A patient with advanced gastric cancer can't eat, and coughs when he catches a little cold. From this point of view, Xing Yu's condition is better. At least, he can eat some light food.

Huo Yingzong listened to Xing Yu's words and blocked the news of his illness from anyone. Therefore, even Gu Yelin could not know their whereabouts.

"Ayu, let's eat some more." Huo Ying held the porridge, let it cool a little, and said in a low voice while holding a spoon.

Xing Yu frowned in discomfort, covered his mouth and began to cough violently, almost wanting to cough up all the internal organs.Huo Yingzong panicked all of a sudden, he quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and went to get a tissue, but when he looked at Xing Yu again, he saw that the man's hands were covered in blood.

Huo Yingzong's Adam's apple rolled, he forced a smile, wiped the blood on Xing Yu's hands with a tissue, and then called the nurse to change the quilt.

"Ying Zong, what's father's situation now?" Xing Yu asked after lying down on the bed.

Huo Yingzong couldn't bear it, and finally said: "His lawyer called Li Ru and Xing Mo over, it should be to declare his will."

Xing Yu chuckled and nodded weakly.

"Don't worry." Huo Yingzong said, "I won't let them take what belongs to you."