My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 117 He Wants Xingheng

"Hey, why are you getting angry while you're talking?" Wu Hang teased He Mingsheng: "It's only been a day since Xiao Xingheng left, and you have nowhere to vent your desire?"

Wu Hang thought that He Mingsheng had a nosebleed due to a cold and fever, so he teased him mercilessly.

Following Wu Hang's words, He Mingsheng raised his hand to wipe his nose, but his complexion changed from pale to gray very quickly, staring blankly at the blood on his hand, not even seeing the smeared hospital gown and quilt .

Seeing this scene, Wu Hang was also taken aback, especially the change in He Mingsheng's expression was really hard to ignore.

Just then the doctor came in.

Wu Hang actually didn't like doctors, but at this moment, he was very grateful that someone came to the rescue.

But at the next moment, besides Shi Zuo, he was the only one who blamed himself, because of what the doctor said——according to our initial diagnosis, you do have a hereditary blood disease.

There are also some professional terms, which made Wu Hang feel a little dizzy after hearing them.

He didn't quite understand what a blood disease was, but He Mingsheng, who was a medical student, wouldn't understand.

Because every time a professional term is uttered from the doctor's mouth, He Mingsheng's eyes dimmed, and even the fists that had been clenched for a long time did not know whether it was because of nervousness or fear, because he could no longer exert force, or He Mingsheng was too nervous. Tired and without strength, he was already lying loosely on one side.

He Mingsheng didn't notice when the doctor left, and he didn't even know when Wu Hang left.

It's just that when there was a reaction again, the lights in the ward were all on, and there was no warm white light, which made the quiet ward even more empty and lonely.

He Mingsheng turned sideways slightly, glanced at the mobile phone by the bedside, it was still silent, but it matched the current situation quite well.

He misses Xingheng, and at this moment, he misses Xingheng very much.

But before the inspection results came out, he was lucky. He had already prepared the plan to go to find Xingheng tomorrow, and he had even thought about the first sentence he would say after seeing Xingheng. After seeing Xingheng, I thought about whether to speak first or open my arms to hug first.

He thought about everything, but he didn't think about what he would do after the result he didn't want came out.

Lying in bed watching the roof continue to empty.

This is probably the most leisure time in his life. He didn't want to and didn't dare to stop before, but now he has to stop.His mind seemed to be occupied by something else, without even a single useful thing, just like at this moment, he wanted to see Xingheng, but he still couldn't find a reasonable and correct reason.

He thought, he shouldn't have pushed Xingheng away so early.

Although I don't know how long the rest of my life is, will it be easier if Xingheng is still by my side?Or until the end of life, and then leave.

But it's not working now, he has caused Xingheng pain twice, there is no reason to make him suffer again, and he can't find a reason to let Xingheng come back.

Of course, if he tells Xingheng now that he is going to die and wants to spend the last time of his life together, then he should be able to see him.

It's just that he couldn't be more clear about the consequences of doing so.

Now that Xingheng is leaving, he can still hold his breath with a trace of hatred, although he knows that his Xingzi can always find a trivial reason to excuse him.

But what can he do?

Can't think any more.

He Mingsheng breathed out, lying on the bed, the curtains were not drawn, Xingheng was not there, Wu Hang did not take care of him meticulously, so the wind blowing in from the window made He Mingsheng tremble unconsciously.

Standing at the window, looking at the neon lights outside, I feel lonely for no reason.

This is something he had never experienced in his 23 years of life before, and he would feel lonely before, but that was before he met Xingheng, and during the four years when he was separated from Xingheng, to be honest, He Mingsheng did not feel lonely, He just missed the person who was full of himself at midnight, and later, the heartache was so many times that he didn't even dare to think about it.

However, not daring to think about it doesn't mean he won't get close to that person again.

He is not as diligent as a college student described by contemporary people. He does not live a life of feasting, laughing and playing. He lives like an ascetic monk. The only thing that makes him feel at ease is that he studies hard and then finds Xingheng.

Hearing the sound of the doorknob being turned, He Mingsheng looked away, but inadvertently glanced downstairs and saw a familiar figure.

He Mingsheng was not excited, his mind was as clear as if it had just been cleaned, and then he laughed at himself, he didn't even know whether he should be lucky or feel unlucky, he was already thinking about it after only being separated for a day, but he still could Analyze it calmly.

That's right, how could Xingheng appear here.

He has obviously been driven away by himself, and he will probably never come back again.

He Mingsheng ignored the person behind him, after all, he knew who it was without thinking.

Just as he was about to turn around, a voice from behind made He Mingsheng stop in place successfully.

Not Wu Hang.

"How can you be alone?" Li Yulin asked with a smile, but there was no emotion in this smile: "Aren't you very affectionate?"

He Mingsheng didn't pay attention to Li Yulin's words, but walked directly to the bedside, as if that person was air, without even raising his eyelids, he didn't even bother to ask why are you here.

For Li Yulin, He Mingsheng's dislike was extremely obvious, such a He Mingsheng is rare.

But Li Yulin just doesn't care, she didn't come to He Mingsheng today to be respected, she has lived all her life until now, all she cares about is money.

"Let's talk." Li Yulin said.

With eager negotiations, there is fundamentally no dominance.

He Mingsheng closed his eyes and rested his mind. The sadness that was uprooted by loneliness before was gone, but changed into an expression that no one else had seen before.

The indifference is terrifying.

Li Yulin was stared deeply by He Mingsheng from closing her eyes. For some reason, she suddenly felt guilty.

Suddenly, He Mingsheng smiled, a sad smile mixed with femininity.

If Wu Hang saw him, he would definitely feel that this person was taken away, after all, this was He Mingsheng who had never appeared in front of others.

Angry, gentle, sad, even the irascible He Mingsheng has seen it before, no matter which one it is, it is still the one that is familiar to people, but this one, the smile on his face is so strange that it makes the scalp numb, even Even the sound made people shudder, like a flower blooming in hell, unfit for the warmth of the sun.

"I'm sick, but not crazy."

Slowly, He Mingsheng's voice sounded, making Li Yulin's hairs pop out in this furnace-like ward, and even her scalp felt a little numb.