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The first piece of paper was Chen Mo's information, Yan Li was puzzled, what did Ying Tian do with Chen Mo's information?Yan Le looked at the second piece of paper for a while before realizing that it was a physical examination form. When he saw the text in the last column, he opened his eyes wide and froze in place.

Ying Tian opened his eyes and looked at his watch. It was time for Yan Le to come back. He pinched his brows and put on the new glasses. His prescription has increased again in the past few days. Even wearing glasses is not very good for reading. clear.

Ying Tian went downstairs and was stunned when he saw Yan Le sitting on the sofa, and asked, "How about the promotional activity?"

Yan Le didn't answer, Ying Tian approached, just about to ask what's wrong with Yan Le, when he saw the medical examination form in his hand.

"Have you seen it all?"

"Why?" Yan Le lowered his head, his voice choked up, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't think about how to say it," Ying Tian squatted in front of Yan Le, held his hands, and said in a low voice, "I just found out today."

Yan Le raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked like he had been crying for a long time, "Can it be cured?"

"If there is an operation, there is still a good chance of success." Ying Tianyan smiled, and reached out to wipe Yan Le's tears, "It's not that I'm hopeless, why are you crying like this?"

Although Yan Li knew that Yingtian was joking, he still couldn't help feeling sad, and the tears that had just stopped flowed out again. He held Yingtian's hand tightly and said, "Let's go to the doctor, hurry up. You'll be fine with the surgery!"

"Well, I'm contacting the doctor, don't worry too much, just go about the movie business at ease." Ying Tian stretched out his hand and brushed the hair from Yan Le's forehead to the back of his ears, and said softly.

Yan Le stared at Ying Tian intently, and the man changed another pair of glasses. Under the thick lenses, the eyes were deep and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, very beautiful. Yan Le couldn't imagine how such a pair of beautiful eyes would become dull. What kind of scene.

"Is the person you want to contact Chen Mo?" Yan Li thought of the information he had seen.

Ying Tian paused, avoided Yan Li's sight for the first time, and said in a low voice: "Wang Yiyun gave it to me, and he is also contacting other doctors, so don't think about it."

Yan Li knew that Ying Tian didn't want to worry him, so he must be hiding something. They all knew that Chen Mo's hand could no longer pick up a scalpel.

Since Yingtian doesn't want to worry himself too much, he can't be too sad, Yingtian must be more sad than him, he must pull himself together and stop crying.

Yan Li wiped away tears with his sleeves, and grinned, "That's good, I will definitely find a way, after all, there is still such a long time, I will always be by your side!"

Ying Tian froze for a moment. In fact, he only had less than a month. He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly. He stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Le's cheek, and said, "Then you are not allowed to cry anymore, I don't know People thought something was wrong with me."

"Well," Yan Le nodded, he put his forehead on Ying Tian's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Ying Tian, ​​our film has been shortlisted for the Golden Bear Award."

"I know, when we win the prize, let's invite Wang Zhiliyu and the others to have a meal together to celebrate."

"No..." Yan Li shook his head, wiped his tears on Ying Tian's clothes, "How about just the two of us going to a place together?"

"Okay," Ying Tian patted Yan Le's back softly, "We can go wherever you want."

Yan Le found the letter that Chen Mo had written to him in the drawer, and there was Chen Mo's contact information at the end. Although it has been so long and I don't know if it is still useful, Yan Le still decided to give it a try.

The phone rang a few times before it was connected. A few words in a foreign language that Yan Li could not understand came from the other end of the phone, and then Chen Mo's voice sounded.

"Hello? Excuse me, who is it?" Chen Mo saw that the phone number was from China, so he spoke Chinese.

"It's me, Yan Li." Hearing Chen Mo's familiar voice, Yan Li remembered his embarrassment lying in the hospital. He knew that he was selfish, and he hadn't thought of contacting Chen Mo for so long, knowing that his hands were useless. Yes, and with a glimmer of expectation, I made this call.

Chen Mo paused for a long time before he regained his composure. He walked to a quiet corner, smiled and said, "Long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Very good, you, what do you do now?"

"I opened a small clinic myself," Chen Mo smiled, "The business is not bad, come here when I have time, and show you around."

"Okay," Yan Le took a deep breath, his throat felt dry, "How are your hands?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a few seconds, sighed lowly, and said with a wry smile, "That's it, but I can't hold a scalpel anymore."

Yan Le's heart twitched, and he didn't know how to describe his mood, as if the only light had disappeared.But it's not Chen Mo's fault, he lost the chance to pick up the scalpel in order to save himself. In the cycle of karma, only Chen Mo can heal Yingtian's eyes in the end.

Fate is always a joke.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Li leaned on the railing, lit a cigarette, and smoked it for a while. White smoke was exhaled from his mouth, and was blown away by the wind until he couldn't see anything at last.

Suddenly Yan Le heard a noise inside the house, he threw away the cigarette butt, opened the door and ran in.

Ying Tian was sitting by the bed, fragments of teacups were scattered on the ground, he vaguely saw Yan Li who was parked not far away, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a faint smile, "It's nothing, it's just that your hands slipped, you just went Where is it?"

Yan Li held back the tears that were about to flow, took a deep breath, walked over, picked up the glass shards and threw them into the trash can, bent his lips and said with a smile: "Call Tang Yu and ask him about the movie."

"Don't clean it up. I'll clean it up later. Glass fragments can easily hurt your hands." In Yingtian's vision, Yan Le's figure was blurred, and he could only see a hazy figure. He really wanted to see Yan Le's expression now, but cannot.

Yan Li cleaned up the debris before going to bed, got into the quilt, and lay on Yingtian's chest, kissing Yingtian's lips once and for all. Pushing Yan Li's buttocks, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't make trouble."

Yan Le was like a child who succeeded in playing a prank, he laughed for a while, Ying Tian unconsciously bent his lips and smiled, if he could see Yan Le's face clearly, he would find that his expression was uglier than crying.

"Doctor Chen, is it this medicine?" A foreign old woman raised her voice.

Only then did Chen Mo come back to his senses, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, just take one in the morning, one in the evening, and one in the evening."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Chen." The old woman said with a smile.

After seeing off the last guest, Chen Mo closed the door and sat alone in the clinic, quietly looking at the boy in the photo frame. If it wasn't for Yan Li's phone call, he might still be living in his own world.

Chen Mo thought that he could forget those memories when he left China, and he just assumed that Yan Yu had got what he wanted, and he just refused to leave with him.

But he has been a smart person since he was a child, and smart people are the saddest, he can't be confused, he can't deceive himself, even if he believes it for a while, he will remember it after a while.

In fact, before Yan Li called, he received a call from Wang Yiyun. The man had a modest attitude on the phone and asked Chen Mo if he could help him with a friend, so when Yan Li called, Chen Mo knew who he was for. come.

A year ago, the director of a hospital in China said to him, "Your arm can heal quickly. The reason why you can't hold a scalpel is only psychological."

Chen Mo knew that he just couldn't pass his level. Yan Yu pushed him at the last moment, and it was impossible for him to go with him again, but Chen Mo didn't want to let himself live too well, as if he lived too much The good thing is that I'm sorry for Yan Yu, Yan Yu was still suffering from pain before he died, why did he live well?

At night, Chen Mo had a dream. In the dream, Yan Yu was still the same boy back then. Standing on the bridge in a foreign country, he smiled and said to him, "Chen Mo, take me away. I'm so scared by myself. You Take me away."

In the middle of the night, Chen Mo woke up from a dream. He covered his eyes and trembled all over. Yes, he was a coward. He said he would bring Yan Yu back, but in the end he left him alone in China and escaped alone.

A few days later, Chen Mo closed the clinic and bought a plane ticket back to China. He went back this time not only to atone for his sins, but also to pick up the man he loved so much.

"We're going to attend the awards ceremony the day after tomorrow, and the winner of the Golden Bear will be announced at that time! Yan Li, you must prepare well!" Tang Yu said excitedly.

Yan Le came back to his senses, smiled lightly, "Yeah."

"Hey, something is wrong with you recently, and you often lose your mind during promotional activities. Let me tell you, this movie is your first step on the altar. Don't take it lightly!"

Yan Li shook his head, his eyes were slightly red, "What can I do, it's fine."

Tang Yu saw that something was wrong with Yan Le, and he thought that Ying Tian was the only one who could make someone like Yan Le. He had lived for more than 40 years, and he knew who could find out the reason from Yan Le.

So he called Yu Xiaoxiao who was far away in Japan. He was happy for a long time when he heard Yan Li say that Yu Xiaoxiao and Song Yan were still alive.

After Yu Xiaoxiao received the call, she bought a plane ticket that day. Song Yan was worried about Yu Xiaoxiao, so she got two new ID cards temporarily, and the two hurried back to China.

When Yu Xiaoxiao rushed to the gate of the villa, Yan Li happened to throw garbage outside.

"Yan Li!" Yu Xiaoxiao raised her voice and shouted.

Yan Li was stunned for a moment, and turned around slowly. When he saw Xiaoxiao and Song Yan sitting in a wheelchair not far away, he blinked his eyes, and after confirming that it was not a hallucination, his eyes turned red.

Song Yan patted Yu Xiaoxiao's hand and said in a low voice, "You go over there."

Yu Xiaoxiao strode over, walked faster and faster, finally ran up, rushed to Yan Le, and hugged him.

The tears that Yan Le had endured for so long flowed out, he was trembling all over, and a suppressed sob sounded from the depths of his throat.