My brother became a playboy

Revisit old places and relive old dreams.

Zhao Xing, like me, prefers these beautiful scenes, so he nodded and agreed without hesitation.

I stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly asked: "Is it really a benign tumor?"

"Otherwise?" Zhao Xing was not surprised by my questioning, "Believe me, if I die soon, I will definitely not get along with you so gently."

"What will happen to you?" I asked knowingly again.

Zhao Xing came over and kissed my lips, he said: "I'm always reluctant to die with you."

I looked straight into his eyes, and after a few seconds, I said: "You can give it up, I am willing."

Zhao Xing raised his hand, covered my eyes, and kissed me again. We kissed so intensely that we almost missed each other.

Considering that we were still in the restaurant, Zhao Xing finally chose to restrain himself. I drank all the milk in the glass and prepared to leave with Zhao Xing.

This medical examination center charges high fees and is extremely efficient. According to past experience, the test report can be received in the evening.

But we didn't expect that before we walked out of the medical examination center, we were stopped by the staff who received the news - with a just right smile on his face, the staff said in gentle and professional words: "Mr. Some of the indicators in the examination results are slightly abnormal, we recommend that you do another physical examination for several individual items."

Zhao Xing and I looked at each other, he clenched my wrist, his expression was almost unstoppable, before he spoke, I replied softly: "Okay, whichever way you go, you lead the way."

I was drawn a few more tubes of blood, and the indicators were not very good. The doctor suggested that we transfer to a public hospital for further examination.

The abnormality in Zhao Xing's emotions has disappeared, and his usual smile is on his face, which is perfectly disguised.

So I understood that what I saw in the past, his abnormalities were nothing but abnormalities revealed by him.

If he really wanted to hide something from me, it would always be perfectly concealed, as I had done to him.

We went to the public hospital, there were a lot of people, even though Zhao Xing was a capitalist, he still had to wait for the test results in a day.

After we got out of the hospital, I said to Zhao Xing, "Do you want to ask the driver to drive?"

Zhao Xing looked at me for a few seconds, then nodded slowly.

The driver came quickly, and along the way, Zhao Xing and I didn't say anything. Actually, I wasn't worried or afraid. I was never afraid of death. Apart from Zhao Xing, I didn't have much memory or people in this world.

It would even be an acceptable ending for me if my life ended in my 30s—I don't like feeling old and feeble.

I am very calm, but Zhao Xing is very bad. I am sure that when he found out that he was sick, he never collapsed like this.

He held on, pretending that everything was fine, but he didn't dare to talk to me, maybe he was afraid that he would collapse if he talked, and he didn't dare to drive alone, maybe he was afraid of being in a trance and having an accident.

I reached out and patted the back of his hand. He trembled for a moment like a frightened bird. There was a crack in the perfect disguise, and he quickly re-disguised. He smiled and asked me: "Why? gone?"

"I'm going to try on a wedding dress tomorrow, do you have any other arrangements?" My expression was the same as usual.

"No," Zhao Xing replied softly, his eyes fixed on my face, as if he couldn't get enough of it, "It's my fault, I should have been watching your regular physical examination."

"I haven't been staring at your physical examination, what's wrong with you?" I squeezed his hand tightly, "If you are sick, you should treat it properly, and you don't have to think so much about what you have."

Zhao Xing was silent for a while, then he asked: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid, life or death, to me, it makes no difference..."

Before I finished my words, my fingertips suddenly hurt, Zhao Xing clenched my hand tightly, the voice was not loud, but it was enough for me to hear clearly.

He said, "You will live a long life and you will always be with me."

It's also out of my control.

The words circled around my mouth, but I still didn't say it——Zhao Xing looked terrified.

I sighed, and touched Zhao Xing's cheek with the back of my free hand, and said: "Nowadays, medical treatment is so advanced that most diseases can be cured. Even if it is a malignant disease, it is not a big problem to live for decades." .Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person, and my life is pretty tough."

Zhao Xing let me touch him, and the emotions in his eyes became more and more complicated. In the end, all the words came down to one sentence: "I just didn't think that you would get sick too."

"It's not that I haven't been sick before." I couldn't help laughing, "You were with me when I was hospitalized last time."

"That's different. Back then, when you were sick, you were acting like a demon. Now that you are sick, your life will be in danger." Zhao Xing really talked a lot today. He looked very flustered, but he was holding on, which made me feel a little embarrassed. I can't bear it again.

"The results haven't come out yet," I could only comfort him, "Maybe it's not that serious."

"I know..." He turned his head away, as if he didn't want me to see his expression at the moment.

When we finally got home, Zhao Xing seemed to be back to normal, but he turned on his laptop, searched for information, sent messages, and occasionally made a call or two on his mobile phone.

When he did this, he didn't hide my back. Even if he did, I could guess that he was helping me coordinate the hospital and contact the doctor.

In my memory, Zhao Xing is still the always optimistic and carefree young man, but I don’t know when he has become more thoughtful and prepared for rainy days, and he is no longer so optimistic, but thinks of the worst ending first.

In fact, I should be the same as him, searching for information, communicating with experts, and devoting my smart brainpower to save my life.

But for me, there is one thing in front of me, obviously a little more important.

I moved the computer, opened the latest file sent by the wedding planner, showed it to Zhao Xing, and asked him: "Which main color do you like? I think blue is good."

He raised his head and looked at me. After a few seconds, he said, "You seem to be very concerned about our wedding."

I replied to him naturally: "Of course I care."

"For me, if there is not much left in my life, all my regrets are related to you. If there is one less, there will be one less."

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If it weren't for this sudden accident, I might not be so frank.But now that I say it, it seems to be nothing.

For me, when I leave this world, the only thing I can't let go of is Zhao Xing. He is the window through which I establish contact with this world.

I used to be a beast who ignored everything, but for him, I am willing to try to be a normal person who obeys the rules.