My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 125 Brother, I'm Late

"Haven't woken up yet?" Shi Zhuo took the meal, looked at Wu Hang who had just come out of the ward, and asked, "It's been almost two months."

"No." Wu Hang shook his head.

Shi Zhuo fiddled with the lunch box in his hand, but stopped quickly, stared at the ground in a daze, and said after a long time: "Why don't we call Xingheng back, we keep it from him, he will find out sooner or later, don't complain It's one thing to resent us, but if something really happens to He Mingsheng, it's always a pity that we can't see each other."

"Besides, the video left by He Mingsheng is almost finished." Shi Zhuo sighed with some melancholy: "Comparing our hearts to our hearts, we can't do that."

Hearing the words "comparing your heart to your heart", Wu Hang paused with his hand holding the water glass, and wanted to say it after watching it for a few days, but he swallowed the words again, and changed it to another sentence: "I'm afraid...it's too late gone."

"Xing... Xingheng?" Shi Zhuo felt that he was considered the boss, and being stared at by such a junior as if he had made a mistake, he still couldn't say anything bad, and he was a little dumb.

"Where's my brother?" Xingheng said with a hoarse voice and a busy life, but pretending to be calm.

Shi Zhuo stepped forward, patted Xingheng on the shoulder, and said, "Go in and have a look."

There are no unnecessary pleasantries, and they don't know what to say. The two of them are in contact every day, and they can't escape talking about He Mingsheng every day.

The breakup of the two of them was childish, ridiculous, and seemed to be falling apart, but they were tacitly connected.

He Mingsheng seemed decisive, but he allowed him to take a lot of videos and send them to Xingheng, and even proposed to shoot videos two days before the operation, just to reassure Xingheng.

A lot of videos were shot, at least half a year can be used, but I don't know if there is a sympathy, on the day of He Mingsheng's operation, Xingheng insisted on pestering him to post more.

Originally, He Mingsheng didn't know how many places and clothes he changed that day in order to shoot the video, but because of Xingheng's frequent postings, in order to prevent Xingheng from becoming vigilant, he took a lot of hard work out of the many articles. A few clothes are the same as the place.

Sending a video to Xingheng was originally a matter of a few days. He said that he would send it as soon as he saw He Mingsheng, but after the operation, Xingheng insisted on making various excuses to let him and Wu Hang go to He Mingsheng, so... the video became one day. One, and then...almost run out.

"Okay, let's have something to eat first, and then come and have a look at it in the evening." Wu Hang said.

"But...but..." Shi Zhuo looked at the door of the ward, and said after a long time, "He hasn't eaten."

This matter was really not successful. This morning Xingheng still asked him for He Mingsheng's video as usual. He also said that he and Wu Hang had invited He Mingsheng to dinner at noon, and he would send it to him later.

Huh~, the plan really can't keep up with the changes.

"It's okay. Didn't you bring food and leave it at the consultation desk and ask him to take it by himself when he comes out later or ask the nurse to bring it in when he waits to change the dressing. It's not easy for us to go in now."

It seems that this is the only way to do it now.

In the ward, Xing Heng stood at the door and didn't move for a long time, but from the moment he entered the door, his eyes were always on He Mingsheng without turning away.

Therefore, the tears flowing out must be because the eyes have not been closed for a long time, it must be like this.

It was only a few steps from the door to the bed, but he felt as if he had walked a century.

The sound of sobbing resounded uncontrollably in the ward where the two were alone, it didn't seem empty, there was no echo at all, but it made people feel sad and heartbroken.

He knows that He Mingsheng likes him, and he also knows that he loves him. He never compares who loves him more, because he is afraid that if he thinks about it, he will feel unfair and want to give up. He did indeed like this person from the beginning to the end, but...but he counted everything, but he didn't count He Mingsheng's love for him.

In this life, there are only stars.

He knew this from He Meiqi before, what was he thinking at that time?Just rejoice, I feel that I finally got what I wanted.I was immersed in the happiness of that sentence at that time and couldn't extricate myself, but I didn't know the sadness and pain behind this sentence at all, and I didn't know what this person paid to make this sentence come true?

When he received Wei Qian's suicide note, he was in a daze. He didn't want to read it at first. For Wei Qian, he used to have a heart of compassion - even if this person came to his side with bad intentions, he still Accepted, thinking that even if it was just for money, he would not be too lonely.

But people live in this world, when pouring most of their emotions into one person, there is no room for excess emotion, so even if there was gratitude, it has long since disappeared because of the harm Wei Qian gave him. Exhausted.

"Brother...Are you going to leave me alone again?" Xingheng squatted beside the bed, took He Mingsheng's hand, stroked it gently, but couldn't stop trembling: "Brother, you Look, have you lost weight again without me?"

"You are really a good or bad person. You clearly know that I love you badly, but you still secretly want to hide it from me. Do you really want to never see me again? But if this is the case, then why do you Are you still letting Brother Shi Zhuo take a video? If you don’t want to, it’s impossible for Brother Shi Zhuang to see you, right?”

Every question, like Ling Chi, twisted Xingheng's chest, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he was about to suffocate.

Talking to yourself has always been a one-man show, but if you have a partner, it seems to become a confession.

But back and forth, there were only a few words he wanted to ask, he couldn't bear to blame at all, and he couldn't blame at all, even the pain was too late.

"Brother, I regret it. I don't want to give you the peace of mind you want." Xing Heng raised his face buried in his hands, and drew out a hand to caress He Mingsheng's eyebrows. His tone was full of grievances, as if he couldn't find it. The child on the way home, sobbing: "Brother, I miss you very much, I miss you very much, I miss you every day... I wonder if I'm going to pretend to be angry when you come to me, I I thought a lot, but I didn't wait for you..."

"I also rented an apartment that is almost the same as Lancheng, but I learned how to grow flowers, just like those planted by Grandpa Feng. I thought I would be happy when you came, but I waited for a long time...waiting You haven't come for a long time...why didn't you come? He Mingsheng...you bastard...you bastard!!!"

"Woo... ah..." Xingheng tried his best to control his emotions, his throat seemed to be blocked by a foreign object, which made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to pull it out with his hands, a bloody smell spread from his mouth Opened, with a violent cough, the blood was like a dazzling rose, so delicate and beautiful that it was dripping, and the snow-white quilt cover was bright red.

Shi Zhuo and Wu Hang still didn't leave after all, they came up after taking a few bites from the hospital cafeteria, just as they walked to the door, they heard Xingheng's suppressed crying, they thought it was better to step back and wait, but they didn't leave before they left. Xingheng's violent coughing was heard.

Looking through the glass is shocking.

The person on the bed was as quiet as if no one had ever disturbed him. Xing Heng, who was lying beside the bed, also seemed to have never left.