Jiangxin Poplar

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when Yang Yulang came back. Jiang Cheng, who was leaning against the bedside, listened to the movement downstairs, and listened intently for a while, but when Yang Yulang came up, he turned his eyes back to the open book in his hand.

"You haven't slept yet?" Yang Yulang came over and reached out to rub his hair, "Didn't you say don't wait for me?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer. He glanced at him and put the book on the bedside table, moved it inside, and asked after lying down, "What's your hurry last night?"

Last night in the hotel, Yang Yulang suddenly felt unwell and had an abnormal pain in his upper abdomen. He was worried that Jiang Cheng would see something if he couldn't bear the pain, so he found an excuse to leave temporarily.

"Company matters." Yang Yulang said casually, "You also know that the company has just been handed over, and there are some things they can't handle, so I have to go there."

"En." Jiang Cheng replied dully, turned his back to Yang Yulang and lay down.

Yang Yulang stared at his back for a while, then leaned closer and put his arms around his waist, "Are you upset that I couldn't accompany you last night?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer.

Yang Yulang sighed slightly: "I shouldn't have left you there, Xiaocheng, I'm sorry."

The sound of Xiao Cheng made Jiang Cheng's heart tremble suddenly. He bit his lower lip and turned over: "Will I be unhappy about this kind of thing?"

"Then you are?"

Jiang Cheng sat up: "Tell me, why haven't you contacted me all day?"

Yang Yulang said helplessly, "I'm working."

"Is there no time to send a message?"

Yang Yulang hurriedly said with a correct attitude: "I'm sorry."

"You can forgive me." Jiang Cheng reached for a pen and paper from the bedside table, scribbled down a sentence on the paper, then turned to Yang Yulang and said, "Say this sentence to me sincerely, say I will forgive you."

Yang Yulang stared blankly at that sentence and fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to follow what he said, Jiang Cheng's heart sank inch by inch: "What do you mean, how difficult can it be for you to say this?" He was actually not angry because Yang Yulang didn't contact him, but because Because I was unhappy that I was happy to see myself hooking up with other girls last night, playing with my temper was just trying to make my presence felt, and I didn't deliberately make it difficult. The sentence I wrote was not a pledge of eternal love, why couldn't I say it ?

"You said you liked me," Jiang Cheng looked at him sullenly, "Did you mean it when you said that?"

Yang Yulang lowered his eyes, and said after a while: "I'm sincere, I was really busy from last night until I came back, and I'm also tired, can you stop being upset about these trivial things?"

"Small matter?" Jiang Cheng was really angry now, he threw away the pen and paper and wanted to leave.

Yang Yulang hurriedly hugged him: "Don't go." He hugged Jiang Cheng harder, and said submissively, "Jiang Cheng, don't go."

Jiang Cheng endured the unhappiness in his heart, and said bluntly: "I won't allow you and Yi Feng to touch even a little bit, you said I was jealous for no reason, but I'm not joking, do you know that I like you so much that I can't let anyone People covet you to touch you, but what about you, you don't care if I take a photo with a man or a woman to drink, and you don't care if you hook up with each other, what do you like?"

Yang Yulang was stunned: "I believed you."

Jiang Cheng asked back: "Then do you think that's because I don't believe you?"

Yang Yulang let go of him, and said after a while: "Everyone likes others in different ways, you don't need to ask me to be like you."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

His breath was stuck in his throat, unable to come up and down, almost suffocating himself to death.

Yang Yulang took his hand, stroked the back of his hand lightly, and said, "From an objective point of view, don't you make a big deal out of a molehill?"

"..." Jiang Cheng's breath finally came out of his throat. He pushed Yang Yulang back on the bed, lowered his head and bit his chin, "I'll let you know what it means to make a fuss out of a molehill right now!"

At this moment, Jiang Cheng was really angry, so his actions were not as cautious and gentle as before, and he appeared strong and rough.

Yang Yulang was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

After the fuss, Jiang Cheng still felt distressed. He kissed Yang Yulang's sweat-soaked hair, held his face and said softly, "Yu'er, I just want to see you jealous and know how much you like me. I know It's childish, but I just can't help it."

Yang Yulang turned his head aside: "Can you leave me alone?"

"it is good."

"I can't do it anymore." Yang Yulang leaned on his shoulder weakly, "Jiang Cheng, please let me go."

"Don't worry," Jiang Cheng said, "I won't mess around."

In the middle of the night, Yang Yulang fell into a drowsy sleep. Jiang Cheng, who was lying next to him and just fell asleep, heard something downstairs. He put on his nightgown and walked out of the bedroom, seeing that it was Yi Feng.

"Why did you come in?" Jiang Cheng asked him condescendingly with his hands on the guardrail.

"I rang the doorbell," Yi Feng looked at him, "Brother Lang's heart rate is on the high side, I'll come and have a look."

He walked to the stairs and paused, then looked up at Jiang Cheng: "Is it convenient?"

It's not that Jiang Cheng has forgotten the fact that Yang Yulang is still a patient, but Yang Yulang's usual behavior is rarely unusual, so he thought nothing was wrong. Now that Yi Feng has noticed that something is wrong, he has no reason not to let him see it.

"Come up."

Yi Feng entered the bedroom with a stethoscope, and frowned when he saw that Yang Yulang was still asleep. He wanted to lift the quilt, but was stopped by Jiang Cheng.

Just kidding, no clothes!

Yi Feng could only helplessly put his hand into the tightly covered quilt to listen to his heart rate, measured his body temperature and blood pressure, and finally measured his pulse.

"How is it?" Jiang Cheng sat on the side, seeing that he had finished the test, he anxiously asked the result.

"The situation is not very good," Yi Feng looked at the time, "Observe first, I will send the family doctor over at dawn."

Jiang Cheng heard: "Okay, I'll watch here, you go back."

Yi Feng nodded, walked to the door and turned around, just in time to see Jiang Cheng changed Yang Yulang's side-lying position, and the quilt that was covering him slipped down when he helped him up.

Uh, that big bruising mark...

Jiang Cheng changed his posture and put on the quilt again, and saw Yi Feng standing there in a daze when he turned his head: "What are you doing?"

Yi Feng hesitated to speak, looked at Jiang Cheng for a while, turned his head and left.

The doctor came to see him the next day and suggested sending him to the hospital to hang water. Yang Yulang's immunity was declining, and his body was getting weaker and weaker. A small problem could easily lead to big problems.

His situation is different from that of ordinary patients with chronic myelogenous leukemia. He can no longer rely on drug treatment alone, and other chemotherapy and transplantation are on the agenda.

Yang Yulang woke up in the morning with a look of dispirited spirit, and now he was hung up in the hospital and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Jiang Cheng and Yi Feng stood side by side against the wall, watching the doctor perform some other examinations on Yang Yulang.

Yi Feng put his hands in his pockets, glanced at Jiang Cheng, and said in a low voice, "Does Brother Lang like to play like that?"

"??" Jiang Cheng looked at him puzzled.

Yi Feng pointed to his chest with a little embarrassment.

Jiang Cheng was embarrassed for a moment, looked away, and gave a vague "hmm".

"Even if he likes it," Yi Feng said after a pause, "You should be a little gentler, he...his body may not be able to bear it anymore."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Yi Feng pointed his toes on the ground and said, "Brother Lang is not feeling well and he usually doesn't let you follow when he goes to the hospital, except for the few times you happened to bump into him." He looked at Jiang Cheng, "He went to the hospital more times than you imagined. , You have never shown a painful and uncomfortable look in front of you, have you?"

Jiang Cheng began to search in his memories, indeed, and because Yang Yulang always looked like a normal person, it was easy for people around him to ignore the fact that he was a leukemia patient.

Yi Fengyi pointed out, "He just likes to bear everything alone, and he doesn't want others to see him. His self-esteem is too strong, and the people around him always need to be careful."

Jiang Cheng pondered the meaning of Yi Feng's words.

Yi Feng said again, "His injured leg will inevitably be sore in the future, and it will be worse than rheumatism if it is serious."

Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him: "You mean..."

Yi Feng nodded: "So, treat him better."

Jiang Cheng scratched his hair angrily, cursing himself inwardly for being so fucking inhuman.

After Yang Yulang woke up, he saw Jiang Cheng hugging his arm and leaning on the edge of the bed. He made a slight movement and Jiang Cheng immediately looked up at him.

"Brother, you're awake."

Yang Yulang didn't blame him for lying in the hospital again, and gently patted his head.

"The doctor said that the low-grade fever has subsided, and the signs are normal." Jiang Cheng asked while pouring water, "Shall we go home?"

"go home."

Yang Yulang rested at home for a whole day, and in the evening he took Jiang Cheng to talk about going out for a walk.

The two went to the Wetland Park and strolled on the boardwalk across the water.

Yang Yulang supported the guardrail with both hands, looking at the sparkling water, his voice was still a little hoarse: "Jiangcheng, we are not a very compatible couple, are we?"

Jiang Cheng's movements froze: "Why are you out of tune?"

Yang Yulang changed his posture leaning against the guardrail, "I am ten years older than you. I grew up in a very different environment. I have different views and tastes. I have no mutual friends. I have different ideals and my personalities are not complementary. The future..." He paused, "The road ahead will be different."

Jiang Cheng was stunned to hear him say these words, which were almost terrifying to him. Aren't these words only said when couples broke up?

Yang Yulang pointed at the guardrail, turned to him and asked, "So, why do you like me?"

Jiang Cheng stared at his profile in the afterglow, and said for a long time, "I don't know."

Yang Yulang sighed slightly: "Have you ever thought about it before confessing, in fact, for the two of us, the relationship between teacher and student, friend or brother is more lasting?"

Seeing Jiang Cheng's eyes widen slightly, Yang Yulang said again, "You chose the relationship of a couple." Yang Yulang looked into the distance and said calmly, "You may not know that the most difficult to maintain and the most variable in this world are just couples. relation."