First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Feeling the clear strength of his hands, Mu Ye's heart beat violently, and the suppressed emotions became soft and invisible.

He grasped his hand with both, and folded the whole cold hand in his palm.

In the end, I was still not willing to chase people away.

Unable to bear to let Mu Ye sleep on the narrow escort bed, Song Jianchu made room to the side.

Mu Ye hugged him as usual, holding him tighter, with the tip of his nose against his cheek.

The gentle breathing sound next to his ears made people feel reassured. Song Jianchu's consciousness gradually became drowsy, and he soon fell asleep again.

"Good night."

He vaguely heard Mu Ye's voice.

With a gentle voice, whispered in his ear: "Baby."

In the acute stage, the condition deteriorated very quickly. In order to relieve the symptoms as soon as possible, Song Jianchu began to receive further combined chemotherapy on the third day of hospitalization.

Dr. Zhao told Mu Ye: "During chemotherapy, the patient's immunity is extremely low, so he must enter the sterile ward, and his family members cannot accompany him."

Mu Ye asked: "What side effects will this chemotherapy have?"

Dr. Zhao said: "After using chemotherapy drugs, there are generally strong side effects. Common side effects include nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, fatigue, and rapid decrease in platelets and white blood cells. Many patients find it difficult to adhere to treatment."

Mu Ye frowned and said, "We may transfer to another hospital when the symptoms are relieved."

"Where are you going?" Dr. Zhao asked.

Mu Ye said, "I'm going to see Dr. Yan Guoshu for treatment, I've already contacted him."

Dr. Zhao nodded: "Then I don't worry. Teacher Yan is my mentor. He is indeed more experienced in the treatment of chronic myelogenous leukemia after turning acute. But when we get there, the preferred treatment plan will not be much different from here. .”

Mu Ye lowered his eyes and was silent for a few seconds: "No matter what, we must buy time and let him wait until the matching is successful."

There is a TV in the sterile ward, and mobile phones can also be brought, but they must be strictly disinfected, and the two can only meet each other through video every day.

Occasionally, when the nurse came in to give medicine, she would see Song Jianchu's mobile phone screen. She had already seen the relationship between the two, but she was also very professional, as if she hadn't noticed anything.

Mu Ye has returned home in the past few days. Although he really wants to meet, he won't disturb Song Jianchu's rest often, but only occasionally sends videos to chat with him.

An hour of video with Mu Ye every night before going to bed is the time when Song Jianchu is in the best mood every day.

"I'll show you, wait." Mu Ye hugged Waitan up: "The little thing has been fattened up by Pei Shinian, and even Mint's face is round."

Song Jianchu looked at the one person and one dog on the screen, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Grow up."

Mu Ye hugged the dog, and stared at the person who was visibly thinner in the video: "Didn't you eat well? You lost a lot of weight."

Song Jianchu was about to speak, but Mu Ye sighed again, "You can't watch me eat, it's normal to have no appetite."

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Song Jianchu chuckled: "Indeed."

Mu Ye asked: "Will it be boring inside?"

"Fortunately."

Mu Ye said softly, "Chu Chu, I miss you so much."

Song Jianchu said: "I can go out in a few days."

"When you are discharged from the hospital, take me on a date." Mu Ye said, "You haven't taken me on a date yet."

There's none?

Song Jianchu thought for a while: "Didn't you go on a date abroad?"

"That's a date with the gold master." Mu Ye said, "I want to date my boyfriend."

Song Jianchu smiled: "Okay. A date."

Mu Ye said expectantly: "This time we go to a place where no one knows us, and we don't need to cover our faces, just like ordinary couples."

Not to mention that people from all over the country are everywhere, and Muye's popularity is so high, Song Jianchu said euphemistically, "This kind of place is kind of hard to find."

Mu Ye's eyes dimmed a bit, and his expression was lonely: "...it's all my fault."

Song Jianchu immediately said: "It's not that difficult, just go to a place where no one is there."

After a pause, Song Jianchu said hesitantly, "For example, the South Pole... or the North Pole."

Mu Ye smiled: "Sounds good."

"It's a little far away, and there's no hotel." Mu Ye said regretfully, "It should be very cold at night, so we can't post with Chuchu."

Song Jianchu's face was calm and reddish.

"Forget it." Mu Ye said with a lazy smile, "As long as it's a date with Chu Chu, you can go anywhere."

Song Jianchu smiled.

Yin Chi occasionally videotaped him for a few minutes to chat with him.

"When will the doctor come out?" Yin Chi said, "I still want to see you."

"almost."

Sitting in the office, Yin Chi said: "Director Cui knew you were hospitalized, so he decided to suspend the show and record other variety shows first, and continue the recording here when you recover."

Song Jianchu frowned: "Can't you change?"

"He said that you are the soul of the team, and it is better to change the program than to change people." Yin Chi said: "So you have to get well quickly, otherwise your investment will be in vain."

"No." Song Jianchu said, "This should be the investment with the greatest return."

Yin Chi said with a smile: "That's true, Teacher Mu is the greatest reward."

After the first phase of chemotherapy, Song Jianchu stayed in the sterile ward for a week. Song Jianchu's symptoms eased a little and he was transferred to the normal ward, but the side effects were still very strong.

When Mu Ye returned to the ward with a nutritious meal, Song Jianchu covered his abdomen and closed his eyes tightly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Mu Ye went over to support the bed and touched his forehead, frowned: "It's still disgusting? Can I eat?"

Song Jianchu shook his head slightly.

"Eat less." Mu Ye glanced at the boy's obviously thin collarbone, his eyes were distressed, and he coaxed gently: "Hey, I've lost too much weight."

Song Jianchu endured the strong nausea, sat up, and managed to eat something.

Mu Ye stared at him with his face propped up, picked up some food for him, and asked with a smile, "Shall I feed you?"

Song Jianchu was stunned: "No."

Mu Ye looked regretful, and said quietly: "The aunt in the next ward has children to feed."

Are there any children in the next ward? ? ?

Song Jianchu knew that this person was talking nonsense again.

Helpless and funny, he passed the spoon over: "You can only feed it until the nurse comes."

Mu Ye happily took the spoon, carefully fed the porridge to his mouth, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Why, don't you want our relationship to be discovered?"

Having never been taken care of like this before, Song Jianchu felt embarrassed, his ears turned slightly red: "Shame on me."

A smile flashed across Mu Ye's eyes, deliberately distorting his meaning: "Do you think I'm embarrassing for you?"

"No." Song Jianchu hurriedly said, "No."

Seen so cute by her boyfriend's shy look, Mu Ye leaned over and kissed her, and said, "Why are we so thin-skinned in Chuchu, we dare not kiss too hard."

When it was almost time for the nurse to deliver the medicine, Song Jianchu glanced at the door.

"Are you so afraid of being seen?" Mu Ye fed another spoonful, and laughed inexplicably: "Then what shall we do in the future?"

Song Jianchu opened his mouth obediently, his cheeks were hotter than porridge.

Suddenly remembered something, Song Jianchu asked: "Don't you need to prepare for the concert?"

"No rush." ​​Mu Ye said, "It's been postponed."

Song Jianchu was stunned.

Mu Ye blew the porridge cold, brought it to his mouth, and said with a calm smile: "The most important fans can't be present, everyone will understand."

Song Jianchu hesitated and said, "Teacher Mu..."

"Song Jianchu." Mu Ye interrupted him, and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to give opinions now, you can only be obedient."

"..."

That night, Song Jianchu suffered from insomnia.

He opened his eyes on the hospital bed and looked towards the accompanying bed.Afraid of affecting his rest, Mu Ye slept on the escort bed tonight.

"Teacher Mu." Song Jianchu said, "Don't postpone the concert."

Mu Ye was lying on his side facing him, without opening his eyes.

After sleeping together for a long time, Song Jianchu knew that he was still not asleep when he heard his breathing.

"I can watch the live broadcast." Song Jianchu said, "Don't let everyone down."

"Chu Chu." Mu Ye suddenly said, "Let's make it public."

Song Jianchu was stunned.

After waiting for a long time for an answer, Mu Ye smiled lightly and said, "If you don't want to, forget it."

"If I remember correctly, you have never missed my first round of each world tour." Mu Ye said softly, "I have insisted on checking in for so many years. It will be a pity to miss this round."

Song Jianchu was a little surprised.

Mu Ye had seen him before?

The mood became subtle for a moment, Song Jianchu slightly curled his lips, and said calmly, "No."

"I can."

Song Jianchu blinked.

Mu Ye said: "I will not get used to seeing you, and I won't perform well."

After thinking about it, although it was a pity to miss the first game, Song Jianchu still felt that it was not good.

He knew how highly anticipated Mu Ye's concert would be. Many fans had been waiting a year or two in advance. If it was postponed suddenly, if there was no good reason, they might be hacked.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Jianchu still said, "Teacher Mu..."

Before he could say anything, Mu Ye opened his eyes and looked at him: "Song Jianchu."

Song Jianchu was startled, and obediently held back his words.

Mu Ye observed Song Jianchu's expression, feeling a little strange.

Mu Ye tensed his expression: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

"..."

Song Jianchu obediently closed his eyes.

During the treatment period, he couldn't take a bath because he was afraid that Song Jianchu would feel uncomfortable. Before going to bed the next day, Mu Ye took a hot towel from the bathroom and said with a smile, "It's hard not being able to take a bath. Let me wipe it for you."

Song Jianchu really wanted to wash, but he couldn't accept this method.

He pressed Mu Ye's extended hand, blushing and said, "I'll wipe it myself."

Mu Ye smiled: "Why are you shy, where have I never seen you?"

Song Jianchu looked hesitantly.

This feeling is completely different. At that time, it can go with the flow, but now it is very blunt.

Mu Ye said helplessly, "If I don't look at you, I'll close my eyes."

Song Jianchu insisted: "No, I can do it myself."

As soon as he got up, Mu Ye narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Song Jianchu."

"..."

Song Jianchu lay down with his face burning, and looked away unnaturally.

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting, and said to himself, "It's so easy to use."

Song Jianchu was still embarrassed, and reluctantly sat up: "...just wipe it off."

The hospital gown is very loose, and I usually don't see any body shape.

Pulling up the top of the hospital gown, Mu Ye's movements indistinctly stopped for a moment.

His eyes quickly swept across the thin upper body of the boy, his brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth slowly dropped.

The originally tight and well-proportioned body in memory has become so thin that the ribs can be seen, the bleeding spots are more obvious than before, and the bruises are distributed on the fair skin, like bruises from bumps.

Song Jianchu not only has delicate lips, but also has a youthful skin that is delicate and smooth.

Every time Mu Ye is very careful when making out, he is not willing to leave traces.

Mu Ye quickly lowered his eyes, suppressing the gloomy emotion in his eyes, and deliberately adjusted the atmosphere in a funny way: "Before you gave me a bath, you clearly saw that I was very happy, but I can't see you?"

Song Jianchu looked away: "I'm wearing sunglasses."

Mu Ye laughed and said, "Can't you see if you wear sunglasses?"

Song Jianchu didn't want to bring up the black history again, so he skillfully pretended not to hear it.

Mu Ye wiped Song Jianchu's arm with a hot towel, and it was very gentle when it wiped off the bruises on his skin. His eyes were deep, and he said in a relaxed tone, "Then I wear sunglasses, too. I'll go back and get a pair tomorrow."

Song Jianchu thought Mu Ye was telling the truth, and looked up in confusion.

Mu Ye lifted his chin, changed a towel to help him wipe his face, and looked at him ambiguously: "But I look handsome in sunglasses, you have to be mentally prepared."

Song Jianchu's eyes gradually became confused.

At this point, the embarrassment in Song Jianchu's heart disappeared.

While talking to him, Mu Ye wiped it for him, his movements were almost caring, and his expression was focused.

Song Jianchu's gaze was fixed on Mu Ye's serious expression, before he could feel embarrassed, it was over before he knew it.

Mu Ye put on new clean hospital clothes for him.

Song Jianchu heaved a long sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"Good boy." Mu Ye leaned over and kissed his forehead, and said softly, "I'm going to take a shower, call me if you need anything."

After this incident, Song Jianchu felt a little strange for no reason.

He stared straight at Mu Ye who was arranging the towels, and couldn't look away.When Mu Ye turned around, he unconsciously grabbed Mu Ye's clothes, and asked after a long absence, "Can I kiss you again?"

After being hospitalized, they haven't kissed for a long time.

Song Jianchu actually thought a little bit.

Mu Ye looked at him for a few seconds, put down his things and leaned over the hospital bed, and pressed his lips innocently for a few seconds.

Before the kiss was enough, Mu Ye had already backed away, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't seduce me, be good, and you will have to pay back the stickers you owe me during this time when you leave the hospital."

Song Jianchu pursed his lower lip, feeling the soft touch left on his lips.

Mu Ye patted his head and coaxed him gently: "Go to sleep, good night."

Song Jianchu looked regretful: "Good night."

After entering the bathroom, Mu Ye closed the door.

Putting down the basin and towel, Mu Ye supported the sink with both hands and lowered his head slightly.He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and it took him a few minutes to adjust his emotions.

After hastily washing, Mu Ye changed into his pajamas and went back to the hospital bed to check.

Song Jianchu was already asleep.

Song Jianchu's sleeping posture has always been very good, he can stay in the same position all night, and he is more obedient in his arms.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mu Ye quietly stared at the boy's thin face, and covered his hands outside with the quilt.

Mu Ye turned off the desk lamp, sat on the accompanying bed next to him, and was about to lie down when the mobile phone vibrated faintly in the ward.

Mu Ye found out his phone and saw the message from Yin Chi.

[Yin Chi: Mr. Mu, Song Yan is willing to do matching! 】

Mu Ye took his mobile phone to the corridor and called Yin Chi back.

Mu Ye asked calmly, "Why did he change his mind, can you believe it?"

"I don't know the reason. He called me just now and said that he will go to the hospital for a type match tomorrow." Yin Chi said: "Let him try it first, and we'll talk about the results after we get the results. We can't wait any longer for Jianchu."

Mu Ye said: "Come tomorrow and ask him to contact me."

"Okay." Yin Chi said, "I'll send him your phone number."

Putting down his phone, Mu Ye looked at the people inside through the small window on the door, his brows slightly relaxed.

The next morning, Song Yan came to the hospital for a type match, and Mu Ye chatted with him for a few minutes.

The two were talking on the roof of the hospital.

Mu Ye asked directly: "Why did you change your mind?"

"You don't have to be so guarded against me." Song Yan pulled his lower lip, "No one can force me to do what I don't want to do. Now that I have made a decision, I won't go back on my word."

Mu Ye said softly: "If the matching is successful, I will give you any reward you want."

"I'm not here to make money." Song Yan laughed disdainfully: "Although I'm a bit unlucky now, I'm not going to sell my own bone marrow."

Song Yan handed out a card: "Give this back to Song Jianchu, I don't need him to pity you."

Mu Ye took the card.

"Please tell him for me." Song Yan frowned and turned his face away: "My dad did something wrong, although it's useless to say anything now...I apologize for him. If I can pay it back this time, I will return."

Mu Ye was silent for a moment, and said: "The matching results will be available in about a week, no matter what the final result is, thank you. I hope you can take good care of your body during this period and don't drink too much."

"I know." Song Yan turned and walked towards the rooftop stairs.

Before the matching results came out, Mu Ye didn't tell Song Jianchu about it for fear of being disappointed in the end.

Spent New Year's Eve in the hospital.

Song Jianchu leaned on the hospital bed and flipped through Weibo comments after a long absence.

Fans sent a lot of New Year wishes in the comment area.

【Happy New Year!Get well soon! ! 】

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu who hasn't updated Weibo for a long time, my son wants to tell his mother that he's safe, happy new year baby! 】

[Today is the last day, I hope all the bad things that tormented my son will stay this year and next year will be smooth [prayer]]

【Baby, I miss you [Xin] Let me show you my family’s New Year’s Eve dinner, my baby should eat well even in the hospital [Picture]]

[The illness is gone!New Year's wish is that my son is in good health and safe every year [Firecrackers]]

【My son is recovering from his illness with peace of mind, and my mother is waiting for you to come back and record the show! ! 】

[Leadership Happy New Year!we will wait for you! ! ! 】

Members also tweeted @ him.

[Pei Shinian V: The leader hasten to take good care of your body. When you start working, you want to go to work [Altman]@见初Song]

[Bai Xingyu V: Waiting for you to start work, the leader hurry up @见初Song]

[Lu Shen V: [Come on] @见初Song]

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[Xiaoqing is An Ran! V: Come on, leader! !Sign up in advance next time you go to work, and want to be fed by the fairy leader @见初Song】

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"looking at what?"

Mu Ye went out to pick up things, returned to the ward wearing a warm coffee-colored cashmere coat, and put the oversized multi-layered lunch box on the table.

Song Jianchu put the locked screen phone aside and said, "Weibo."

"I can't eat the New Year's Eve dinner at home. I'll take you back next year to eat it." Mu Ye opened the lunch box, and the tempting aroma of the meal filled the entire ward: "It's from Jiaming, and my sister-in-law's cooking is also very good."

Song Jianchu asked hesitantly: "Is it okay not to go home for the New Year?"

"I've already said hello." Mu Ye arranged the exquisite New Year's Eve dinner beautifully, and said with satisfaction: "Let's serve the meal, call home after the meal, and send red envelopes to Mu Mu."

Song Jianchu was stunned: "Does your family know about us?"

"Not yet." Mu Ye took some food for him, raised his eyes and gave him a gentle look: "There's no rush to make things public, can I tell my family members?"

Song Jianchu lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, and said absently, "Mr. Mu, wait a little longer, is that okay?"

"Why?" Mu Ye poured him a bowl of soup and said with a smile, "You haven't met them before, they all like you."

Song Jianchu licked his dry lips: "I'm not ready yet."

Mu Ye smiled: "Don't be so nervous, let's wait until you're ready and eat quickly."

Song Jianchu observed Mu Ye's expression: "Yes."

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Jianchu sat on the hospital bed, looking out the window at the night sky reflecting the warm orange light, and faintly heard the distant sound of fireworks.

Mu Ye was taking out a towel from the bathroom, preparing to wipe Song Jianchu's face.Song Jianchu suddenly said, "Teacher Mu, I want to go out."

Mu Ye's footsteps paused, and from a distance, his gaze was fixed on the side face of the boy looking out the window.

Song Jianchu's face was more haggard than when he was admitted to the hospital, but it was not ugly, exuding a youthful and fragile pale beauty.

Before I knew it, I had been hospitalized for more than half a month.

After receiving chemotherapy, Song Jianchu's condition was temporarily relieved, and soon continued to deteriorate.Treatment in the acute phase is a struggle with fate, and we can only adapt to new and fatal sudden symptoms.

Song Jianchu hardly showed any obvious pain. During the days when the side effects of chemotherapy were the strongest, he could not feel uncomfortable in the video with him in the isolation cabin, and he was very tolerant.

Because the treatment could not be interrupted, Mu Ye didn't dare to transfer Song Jianchu easily.

The matching between him and Yin Chi failed as expected, and now he can only wait for the result of Song Yan's matching.

"Okay." Mu Ye smiled: "Put on clothes."

Now that there is no medicine, Mu Ye greeted the doctor, helped Song Jianchu put on the warm clothes for going out, and carefully helped him put on the knitted hat and scarf.

Without going too far, Mu Ye pushed Song Jianchu to the rooftop of the hospital with a wide view in a wheelchair.

At a high place, the clouds in the sky appear very low, and the dark orange clouds spread over the city like a warm blanket.

Fireworks can be set off in designated areas outside the Fifth Ring Road.

Golden fireworks continuously rose from the sky over the nearby residential area, and when they exploded in the air, there was only a gentle salsa sound, like a handful of gold powder being sprinkled.

There was wind on the roof, Mu Ye pulled down the knitted hat to cover Song Jianchu's ears, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to set off fireworks?"

The boy's eyes, which are as clean as brown glass, seem to have fallen into fine glittering gold powder.

Song Jianchu shook his head: "It should not be placed here."

Mu Ye smiled mysteriously, and took out a box of fireworks sticks from his coat pocket: "This kind is fine."

"Where did it come from?" Song Jianchu's eyes lit up.

Mu Ye opened the flat carton, poured out the wire firework sticks inside, and said nonsense solemnly: "Just now I saw a kid playing outside, and asked the store next to it, it was sold out. Let the little sister kiss it, and sell it for sex." Stolen a box."

Song Jianchu was stunned for a while, and stared at Mu Ye with a complicated expression for several seconds.

Mu Ye lit two fireworks sticks and handed one to Song Jianchu.

Holding the distant starlight in their hands, their faces were softened by the warm firelight.

Song Jianchu kept staring to see that the firework sticks were completely burned out and extinguished.

After finishing playing with the whole box, Mu Ye saw that Song Jianchu's eyes were still full of interest, and said with a smile: "Didn't play enough? Shall I cheat another box?"

Song Jianchu's tone was light: "Mr. Mu, don't let others kiss you casually."

It's so rare for a boyfriend to be jealous, Mu Ye felt something new, and couldn't help but continue to be funny: "You can't even children?"

"No."

Song Jianchu lowered his eyes unhappy, and said softly, "Kids will grow up in the future."

"That's right." Mu Ye stared intently at the grown-up child in front of him, and said softly, "You were only nine years old when I was 16, and you grew up in a blink of an eye."

Hearing this age, Song Jianchu suddenly raised his eyes, and his gaze slowly fell following Mu Ye's movements.

Mu Ye squatted down in front of him, carefully observing his facial features.

"Be more ruthless." Mu Ye said, "Since you don't trust me, don't give others a chance."

"Take care of me." Mu Ye stared into his eyes, with a very gentle voice, and said slowly: "Nurture me, pet me, coax me, give me unique gifts, make me a lover who only clings to you, except Nothing will make you happy."

Mu Ye took off the silver bracelet and put it on his wrist: "I'm afraid you won't be able to live without me, so you can't rest assured for a moment, and keep holding me. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold me, so you can only lock me at home." , not going anywhere with me."

Song Jianchu stared at the person in front of him in a daze, his eyes dazed.

A man's facial features are not dimmed because of the years, but brighter because of enough growth.The gray pupils were as hazy as a mist, the bottom of the eyes had a thin arc of light, and the end of the eyes slightly raised with a very bewitching arc.

"Master." Mu Ye turned over his hand, raised his eyes to look at him, and put his face on his palm flatteringly: "I want to be a beautiful trash."

Mu Ye smiled lightly: "Can I realize my dream?"