Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan took a week off from work to concentrate on staying at home with Father Ji.

During this period, Fu Zechuan sent a lot of messages, but Ji Fanfan didn't read them again.

Ji Fanfan neatly folded Father Ji's clothes, put them in the closet, and asked, "Dad, what do you want to eat today? I'll make it later."

Father Ji was fascinated by holding a photo, and forgot to answer him for a moment.

Ji Fanfan couldn't wait for an answer, so he hurriedly turned his head in panic, and only when he saw Ji's father still sitting there, the tension in his heart relaxed.

He walked over and asked curiously, "Dad, what are you looking at so engrossed in?"

Father Ji put the photo in his hand into the cabinet under the table as if avoiding it, "I didn't see anything."

He pushed Ji Fanfan's cell phone in his direction again, "Your cell phone has rang several times, let's take a look."

There was a momentary struggle in Ji Fanfan's heart, and finally he calmly picked up the phone under Ji's father's gaze. In addition to Fu Zechuan's message, there were several missed calls, which were Song Chengcheng's phone number.

After talking to Father Ji, he walked out of the room, walked until he was sure that Father Ji couldn't hear him, and then called back.

Song Chengcheng seemed very tired, and his voice was full of exhaustion, "I thought you didn't even answer my calls."

For Song Chengcheng, Ji Fanfan has always been grateful, he quickly explained: "No, the phone is muted, just now, I didn't see it."

Song Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed his eyebrows to get to the point, "I know this request is a bit embarrassing, but can you come and see Fu Shao?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, pursed his lips in confusion, and said nothing.

Song Chengcheng was bitter and helpless, "He's sick, he's dying, you really don't want to see him?"

Ji Fanfan's hands trembled, and he hurriedly asked, "How could that be?! Wasn't he fine before?"

"That was before, now, it's almost over, if you don't come here soon, you won't see him."

Ji Fanfan felt that everything around him had faded, becoming so pale and powerless. The whiteness made him panic from the bottom of his heart. He pressed the phone tightly to his ear and said in a trembling and anxious voice, "I'll be there right away!"

Song Chengcheng gave an address, but Ji Fanfan only had time to talk to Father Ji, and ran out anxiously without even changing his shoes.

Along the way, he kept urging the driver to hurry up, and to drive faster, he was afraid that if he was late, he would really miss Fu Zechuan.

He bit his clenched hand tightly, leaving a deep layer of tooth marks on his fingers, and he could only force himself to calm down in this way.

He had to admit that even after such a long time, he still cared about him, he cared about him very much, he still liked him so much, he was crazy about him.

He still can't let him go...

Ji Fanfan ran into the house as soon as he got out of the car, and he was so flustered that he didn't even care about running away with his slippers.

He rushed into the house with one bare foot, grabbed Song Chengcheng who was waiting for him at the door, and asked in a broken voice, "What's wrong with him!? Where is he!!?"

Song Chengcheng was taken aback by his appearance, and could barely say two words, "Upstairs..."

In the next second, Ji Fanfan had rushed upstairs.

Out of breath, he pushed open the door of the room heavily.

The curtains were drawn in the room, and the heavy curtains cut off the sunlight, making the whole room so dark that the sad breath of death could clearly be seen.

In this darkness, I saw a person sitting motionless beside the bed. He almost merged with this cold and frightening darkness. The fragile figure seemed to fall completely into the darkness and disappear in the next second. .

Ji Fanfan stared blankly at the figure, he couldn't believe that the person who didn't move was Fu Zechuan.

He was so scared that his whole body was trembling, he was afraid that what he walked over and touched would be a cold corpse.

Just then, in the silent terror that was driving him mad, the man coughed softly.

Just this sound made Ji Fanfan's eyes glow with hope again. He rushed over, hugged that person fiercely, and cried heartbreakingly.

Fu Zechuan was stunned, "Fanfan?"

"Zechuan... Fu Zechuan..." Ji Fanfan hugged him with all his strength, and kept calling his name, his voice was so hoarse and broken that it made people worry.

Fu Zechuan hugged him back relyingly, his voice was hoarse, "I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore." He leaned on Ji Fanfan's shoulder, feeling sad and wronged, "I miss you so much."

Ji Fanfan cried for a long time, he sobbed and grabbed Fu Zechuan's arm, "I, I will take you to the hospital...you will be fine, you will be fine..."

Fu Zechuan pressed his forehead lonely and shook his head, "I'm not going to get better."

Ji Fanfan cried harder with heartache. He held the other person's face and shook his head persistently, "No, no, you will be fine! I will take you to the hospital."

He stumbled to his feet, but Fu Zechuan pulled him back into his arms. Fu Zechuan told him sadly, "I've been there, the doctor said I don't have much time..."

Ji Fanfan desperately tugged at the clothes on his chest, crying with a splitting headache, stubbornly unwilling to believe his words.

Fu Zechuan caressed his head, with a tender smile on his lips, "The last days, can you stay with me..."

Ji Fanfan was heartbroken, "I'll be with you..."

"Then you promise me that no matter what happens, you will never leave me again."

"I promise you, I promise you everything..." Ji Fanfan replied in a panic, he was really afraid that the people around him would leave him forever one by one.

"Yeah." Fu Zechuan leaned against his neck and took a deep breath of the air with him, "I'm a little tired, let me sleep on it for a while."

Ji Fanfan hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent his voice from disturbing him, but tears were streaming down his fingers painfully.

Fu Zechuan seemed really tired, and he fell asleep after leaning on his shoulder for a while.

Ji Fanfan listened to his long and even breathing, even though half of his body was numb from the pressure, he didn't dare to make a slight movement, he was afraid of waking him up.

In the end, Fu Zechuan woke up once in the middle, and dragged Ji Fanfan to bed because the ground was too cold.

He was afraid that Ji Fanfan would disappear when he woke up, so he wrapped Ji Fanfan tightly in his arms and slept next to him.

Ji Fanfan felt the beating of his heart and listened to his shallow breathing, and the uneasiness in his heart finally settled little by little.

He lay down with Fu Zechuan for a long time, until he was sure that Fu Zechuan was really fast asleep, then he quietly moved his body and got off the bed.

He looked at Fu Zechuan's face. It seemed that Fu Zechuan hadn't slept for several days. His eyes were black and blue, and his face was very haggard.

He has always been confident and flamboyant, and Ji Fanfan has never seen him so vulnerable.

Ji Fanfan reached out his hand to touch his face, but stopped a centimeter away from his face, and finally his hand gradually curled up, clenched tightly, and slowly retracted.

He took a deep breath, his throat was sore, and he walked out of the bedroom slowly.

Downstairs, Song Chengcheng was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his hands tangledly, as if he was worried about something.

"Mr. Song."

Ji Fanfan's sudden voice startled him, he jumped up from the sofa, laughed twice, and stammered, "Ji, Ji Fanfan..."

Ji Fanfan was a little apologetic, "Did I scare you?"

Song Chengcheng concealed something embarrassingly, and unconsciously touched his neck with his hands, "No, no, you don't look scary, do you, haha."

Ji Fanfan only felt that his reaction was a bit strange. In his impression, Song Chengcheng had always been eloquent and eloquent. He had never seen such a flustered expression on his face.

Song Chengcheng tried to change the subject, "Well, how is Young Master Fu?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes and whispered, "He's asleep."

Song Chengcheng nodded, "Sleep well, sleep well, that guy needs to take a good rest."

He glanced at Ji Fanfan, and was anxious to leave here, "Then what, I have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

"Mr. Song, please wait a moment."

Song Chengcheng's heart skipped a beat, and he forced a smile, "Why?"

Ji Fanfan adjusted for a long time before asking with clasped hands, "Zechuan...what is his disease..."

Song Chengcheng didn't dare to look into his eyes, and blinked unnaturally, "He... has cancer."

Ji Fanfan's breathing was stagnant, and for a moment he couldn't believe his ears, tears welled up in his eyes, "Have you been diagnosed?"

"……Um."

Ji Fanfan's body swayed uncontrollably, he could only press his hands on the table to barely keep standing, and continued to ask with a sharp heart, "This... when did this happen?"

Song Chengcheng wanted to go over to help him, but he still stopped, "Just these two days..."

Ji Fanfan's lips couldn't stop trembling, and he closed his eyes and asked in pain, "How much longer...?"

Song Chengcheng swallowed, undecided, "Uh... at least three months, at most half a year."

Ji Fanfan felt that the oxygen around him had been emptied, he was like a fish on the shore, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe, the pain spread all the way to his limbs, "Unexpectedly, only, so...short..."

Song Chengcheng patted him on the shoulder stiffly, "Yes, life is impermanent. So, you should spend time with him during this time."

Ji Fanfan nodded absent-mindedly, "...um."

"Then, call me again if you have anything to do, and I'll leave first." Song Chengcheng seemed to be avoiding something, and left in a hurry with an unnatural expression.

But now Ji Fanfan's mind was completely occupied by this sudden news, so he didn't notice it.

When Fu Zechuan came to his senses, he touched his side, but it was empty. He suddenly turned over and sat up, and ran downstairs without any shoes on, "Fanfan, Ji Fanfan, Ji Fanfan, where are you..."

When Ji Fanfan heard the voice, he ran out of the kitchen in panic, "Zechuan..."

As soon as Fu Zechuan saw him, he ran over and hugged him tightly. The strong impact made Ji Fanfan take two steps back before regaining his footing, and Fu Zechuan whispered in a tone of fear and aggrieved, "I thought you were gone, Thought you left again, thought you abandoned me again."?