Volunteer to be a male supporting role [Quick Transmigration]

Although what Heathcliff said was not pleasant, there was one thing that could not be refuted, that is, his physical condition was indeed not optimistic.

It is not too much to say that half a foot has stepped into the coffin.

Any reasonable person now knows that he should lie in bed and rest until the doctor comes and prescribes medicine.But at the same time, he will understand in his heart that he will not live long.

So Heathcliff didn't even bother to ask for a doctor for him, just wanted to squeeze out his role before he died.Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps.If he is like this, Zhao Linhan can only bully the poorer baby than himself.

This baby is Hareton.

Not long after he left the house, he covered his mouth and coughed until the sky was dark, life would be worse than death.Scarlet blood spilled from his palm, startling Hareton.

"You—?!" The poor baby was too frightened to speak.

Zhao Linhan was pretending at first, but coughing and coughing made him really uncomfortable.He waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.But Hareton looked at the blood on his hands and couldn't believe that he was all right.

"Go back first?" He asked tentatively.

"I can't go back, he won't let me go." As he spoke, Zhao Linhan looked around and saw a creek not far away, so he slowly moved towards it.He bent down and washed his hands, the blood stains on his hands were wrapped by the stream water, turning into a blush and spreading in the water.

"After I die, I should be like this. I have nothing to take refuge in. In the end, I won't even leave a trace."

He sighed lightly, apparently speaking casually to tease Hareton, but at the end he really felt the heavy meaning in the words.

This is how he should have ended.

Although the former Zhao Linhan wouldn't say that, he also thought about it in his heart.

"No." Hareton gritted his teeth, but his strength was light.He pulled Zhao Linhan up and slowly moved away from the creek.As if in this way, the unhappiness in his heart would be less.

"Why not?" Zhao Linhan said with a smile, "I know that day is coming soon."

"But if you remember me, you can still leave some traces, so that you won't disappear completely."

Is that why he hoped so much that he could remember him before?Hareton was stunned, recalling in a trance the look on his face when he said this sentence in bed that day.

Could it be that he was serious?

This realization made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.Hareton came to his senses and shook his head violently.

Impossible, that can't happen.He must be playing tricks on him, just like before.

Although he comforted himself in this way, Zhao Linhan's visible weight loss made his self-comfort feel very weak.When they got there, Zhao Linhan was almost a living dead.

Hareton didn't plan to meet them, and he couldn't calm down by nature, so he wandered around randomly after sending them to them.

Zhao Linhan didn't bother with him either. He was out of energy. After thinking about it, he just lay quietly among the heather flowers, closing his eyes and resting his mind, just like in the original book.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard from afar.

Zhao Linhan moved his fingers on his body, but he was too tired, his head was too tired, and his eyelids were so heavy that he didn't want to lift them up.

Just wait, he thought.

Unexpectedly, after waiting, he waited until someone came to him.

"Wake up." Catherine pushed him gently.

Zhao Linhan finally struggled to open his eyes.

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, fortunately you are fine. Alan and I thought just now..."

She stopped talking in embarrassment when she said this, and repeated what she said at the beginning: "It's good that you're fine."

"But you look uncomfortable."

"Ah."

"A little tired." Zhao Linhan said truthfully.

"You shouldn't have come out, Cousin Linton," she said anxiously.

"You don't look any better. You should go back to bed and rest and call a doctor to come and see you..."

No matter what she said, Zhao Linhan always had a faint smile on his face, gentle with a little helplessness.

Seeing his smile, Nellie suddenly had a bold guess.Elderly people are always sensitive to certain things, but she would rather be her own.

Just when she was suspicious, Zhao Linhan suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly at her.Catherine was still complaining that he shouldn't toss her body like this, but Nellie couldn't hear any sound.

Her mouth is full of his mouth: take care of her.

A few words seemed to have exhausted all his energy.

After Catherine finished talking, she was trying to persuade him to go back to the villa to rest.When he lowered his head, the whole person was dumbfounded.

Lin Dun fell asleep again, his pale lips were slightly pursed, and there was no trace of blood on them.

"Why are you sleeping here again? You'll get sick." She pushed him subconsciously, trying to wake him up.Surprisingly, she couldn't push it.

The body of his subordinates is cold, and he no longer reacts to other people's actions.

Catherine:!

She looked at Nellie in a panic, and was held in her arms by her, and she couldn't help but pull away from the child.

"Catherine, don't bother him. He..."

She paused, but insisted on continuing: "He will live under God's knee, and he will be painless and worry-free from now on."

Catherine cried: "Yes, this is the paradise he wants."

— lay still among the heather.The wind was calm, and the sun shone warmly on him through the white clouds.

There is no hustle and bustle, only the tranquility that makes him comfortable.

He is here in Changning.

But still feel unbearably sad.

Hareton was attracted by the crying.He and Catherine didn't get along, and the dignity of a young man made him especially unwilling to be humiliated by them.Therefore, he chose to avoid it from the beginning.When he heard the crying at first, he thought it was Linton who had made his cousin angry again, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

There was no Linton's voice, and besides, Catherine had been crying too long.

He walked over there in a state of confusion, wondering whether Linton had vomited blood again, or whether he had some discomfort again.

It might be some trouble that made her cry so hard.

He was ready to see him coughing earth-shatteringly, but when he saw him lying peacefully among the flowers, his eyes were sore and he almost dared not go forward.

But the movement of his arrival had caught their attention, and Nellie beckoned to him.

"Come here, boy," she called.

"You came just in time, take him home."

Because she couldn't bear it in her heart, she said it very euphemistically, and didn't dare to mention that word.Hareton, sensing hope, walked forward hand in hand.

Catherine didn't want to get out of the way. She was crying so hard that it was Nellie who pulled her away forcefully.

Hareton put his hands around his knees and lifted him gently into his arms.

The body that fell into his arms was so thin that he could hardly feel the weight.He froze for a moment, listening to Nellie's instructions on the spot.

But in fact, what she said, he had no idea.

Hareton was terribly blocked.He used to avoid it all the time, but now that the day really came, he realized that it was nothing.

Nor is it unacceptable.

It's just that at the moment when he was hugged, a few images suddenly flashed in his mind, so familiar that he thought it had happened for real.

He seems to have picked up a girl like this.

***

This incident not only made Catherine and the others unacceptable, but also caught Heathcliff by surprise.

He knew that the sick man couldn't last long, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, even his uncle couldn't survive it.

This is really ridiculous.

Heathcliff was so angry that he didn't even intend to ask the pastor for him. Qi La went to ask him for instructions, and only got a sneer from him: "Heaven? A selfish guy like him should go to hell."

Zira:  …

Such curses are not uncommon, and they will say something when they are angry.But it was the first time for them to meet their father when he said this to his children.

What's more, Xiao Lindun is not that annoying.

The man who is rich is the uncle, no matter how much Qi La disapproves, he can only swallow it silently when facing the person who gives him money.

When she returned to Linton's room upstairs, she was surprised to find that Hareton, who had carried him back, had not left either, and was standing beside him in a trance, unconsciously grasping his fingers.

One or two are not comfortable.Zira rolled her eyes, walked over and grabbed Linton's hand.

"The dead need to rest in peace."

She emphasized the word rest in peace.

But this word sounded like a bolt from the blue to Hareton. He licked his dry lips and looked at the person on the bed helplessly.

He was still lying on it, his white skin was as green as ever, Qi La put his hands on his chest, wearing the tranquility between his brows, it really seemed to be asleep.

Oddly enough, Hareton leaned forward and left a pious kiss on his forehead.

This move caught Qila by surprise.

"I didn't expect that it was you who was willing to stay by his side in the end."

But it's not surprising when you think about it. For a boy of this age, the expression of kindness is originally a fight.What's more, in the last period of time, the relationship between them was obviously much more harmonious.

"Did you hear something?" asked Hareton suddenly.

Zira:?

She looked confused and listened for a while, but she didn't hear anything.

"Someone is calling me," said Hareton, and glanced unconsciously at the bed.

He actually expected that call to come from his mouth.

Qi La looked at him in astonishment, and was about to say something, when the boy in front of him suddenly got up and ran towards the door, stepping three or four steps, and jumped down the stairs like flying.

Hareton ran in the wind. He left the villa, ignored Joseph's nagging, and ran all the way to the wilderness.

No matter where he ran, there was a light cloud-like shadow in front of him.I don't know if he is chasing him or if he is always by his side.

He said, "Don't forget me."

Will not······

Hareton had a splitting headache, and blurred images kept flashing before his eyes, too fast for him to grasp.

But there is a figure inside that is becoming more and more clear.

Slowly, he also had a voice in his heart, as if he was speaking himself: Don't forget him.

forgot who?

He stopped panting, and there was a gurgling stream in front of him. It was getting late, and there was a thin layer of fog floating beside the stream.

The shadow is gone.Hareton stared blankly ahead, subconsciously raised his hand.

He wanted to grab someone's hand, in the name of Zheng Ranfei.

He remembered.