Chapter 42

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Jiang Wenxu was still very restrained, and did it once. He reached out to touch He Zhishu's soft hair, and whispered, "I will take you to take a bath."

    He Zhishu shook his head and buttoned his pajamas in the dark.

    "Not afraid of stomach pain tomorrow?"

    He Zhishu was tired and sleepy. He found a comfortable position and curled up with Jiang Wenxu behind his back: "I got used to it." At first, I couldn't stand it, but if no one is spoiled, Hu hits the sea. It will be thick after a long time.

    Jiang Wenxu hugged He Zhishu from behind: "Then you go to sleep, let me hug."

    This is a rare occasion when He Zhishu fell asleep faster than Jiang Wenxu, and a small group of thin, cleverly snuggled up on his chest. Earlier, my hair was itchy when rubbing against my chest, and my heart was full of warmth.

    Jiang Wenxu woke up early in the morning and worked softly for a long time. When He Zhishu came back, he sat on the bed and read He Zhishu carefully.

    I have lost a lot of weight, my chin has become sharper, and my lips have become pale with blood loss. When a person is at home, he will be able to do so, and He Zhishu's will be accompanied by forbearance, all the sufferings that come will be suffered, all grievances will be swallowed silently, frustrated in the heart, and the body will naturally not get fat.

    He Zhishu opened his eyes and saw the man beside him staring at him carefully. Jiang Wenxu must still be busy today, with a high-order suit, broad shoulders and long legs, and a handsome beast with a handsome face.     Jiang Wenxu looked at He Zhishu's silly look that he was obviously not awake, and he couldn't like it in his heart. He said: "Wake up and get up, go take a shower, I'll make breakfast for you."     He Zhishu nodded and sat upright and yawned. He finally got a good night's sleep. Not bad.     Jiang Wenxu laughed and pressed down the messy hair on He Zhishu's head with his big hand. When I took my hand back, I looked at my watch and realized: "Zhi Shu, I'm going to sign an order later, I can't accompany you."








    "The contract is signed, and I will seal a big red envelope for you tomorrow on New Year's Day." Jiang Wenxu turned around and came out of the bedroom, suddenly remembering something, and then turned around and asked: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll be back early to cook, let's have dinner together."

    He Zhi Shu tightened his lips and smiled reluctantly, and said: "Brother Jiang, come here."

    Jiang Wenxu could see that other emotions were hidden under He Zhishu's smile, which seemed to be forbearing sadness, and it seemed to be again. These heroes who have to make the final decision are struck by the tragic and heroic. He couldn't think of an exact description for a while, just walked over.

    He Zhishu hugged Jiang Wenxu and held it tightly for half a minute. Then he raised his face and bit Jiang Wenxu's chin gently: "Come back early in the evening."

    Jiang Wenxu's heart was disturbed: "Brother, don't you go? Okay? Let the secretary discuss the changes."

    He Zhishu pretended to be disgusted and pushed him: " Okay, let 's go, why are you still emotional? Who doesn't know that you are a workaholic?"

    Jiang Wenxu's anxiety remains Vaguely existed, but the customer had a weird temper. Maybe the business of today would not be possible. After thinking about it, He Zhishu is at home, and there can be no accidents that cause bloody disasters.

    He still left.

    He Zhishu didn't reply until he heard the silence of the security door. He crawled off the bed, and the elevator door was closed when he opened the door.

    He Zhishu hurriedly ran into the living room again, and saw the man walking past through the huge French window. It's still a back view, and what Jiang Wenxu left He Zhishu has always been a back view.

    He Zhishu was all posted on the window, and he said, Jiang Wenxu, look back, and you will show me your face again.

    Jiang Wenxu never looked back. He Zhishu burst into tears for the last time.

    The last time I was so sad that I cried and retched.

    He Zhishu took a shower and took a quiet bath from the inside out. Changed into neat clothes.

    One of his favorite coats was bought by Jiang Wenxu seven years ago. It is a camel color and is very thick. That winter, the man asked the secretary how to coax his lover, so he planned to take He Zhishu to the movie. It snowed right after going out. He Zhishu said that the most romantic thing in a snowy day should be to find a leeward space while watching the snow and drinking beer.

    Lang is not romantic and has no impression, just remember to be cold. It happened that a clothing store was open, which made them both cheaper.

    The snow that day was very beautiful, Jiang Wenxu wrapped He Zhishu tightly in his arms with his coat. Jiang Wenxu's eyes were brighter than ever before. While drinking beer, he disliked that this was the most ugly piece of clothing he had bought for He Zhishu.

    He Zhishu tied the scarf tightly, his ID card and bank card were in the pocket of his coat, and there were more than five hundred change.

    He made a big meal for the kitten, and he was very reluctant: "Sorry...I can't take you away..." He was afraid that Jiang Wenxu could hardly tolerate these little animals after he left, but there was really nothing he could do.

    I have never felt that walking is such an easy thing. I didn’t bring anything extra, no books, no cats, no rings, not even medicine.

    When the taxi arrived on the train, He Zhishu turned on his cell phone. As soon as he turned it on, there were a lot of messages. There were very few calls, most of which were text messages. A text message from Ai Ziyu.

    "I'm sorry, but my heart for you is true."

    "I know you have a partner, but I can be better than him."

    "...Don't be angry, even if you send me a text message, okay?"

    ...

    ...

    "the notice, you can ignore me, but be sure to come to the hospital treatment ah!"

    "the chemotherapy, and how not to? you do not because I took the body joke ah!"

    "... you ... you do not come …I went to your house to find you!"

    "Zhi Shu, I beg you... You come to heal the illness, I will never see you again after the big deal..."

    He Zhishu read the text message and didn't know what it was like. After hesitating for a moment, he called the doctor.

    Soon someone answered, as if they had been waiting for this call.

    "Zhi Shu?!"

    "Dr. Ai, I'm sorry, I have troubled you for so long...I'm dead."

    Ai Ziyu was quiet, and suddenly shouted, "I don't allow it!"

    He Zhishu helplessly: "Why bother? I won't be able to live long after being cured."

    "I'll go to your house to find you." Ai Ziyu's tone eased, but there is no room for doubt.

    He Zhishu smiled and said, "I'm leaving, doctor, take care."

    He Zhishu hung up the phone and turned it off, looked at the train ticket at 1 pm, and closed his eyes. So be it.

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