MTL - Undying Patient-Chapter 12 Gangster in Wheelchair

Some scientists have done research, and humans have a good feeling for another person, either because of their good looks, elegant conversation or prominent family history when they first met; it may also be because of their long-term adherence and companionship.

But all this is just good feelings.

Just like you like a beautiful bouquet of flowers, you will feel sad because of its withering, but your heart won't hurt your heart, because you didn't fall in love with that bouquet of flowers.

The rapid flow of blood has made Su Jinzhi unable to see anything now. Qin Yezhou can also find that his pupils are gradually enlarged due to excessive blood loss. He is lying in his arms, his body is constantly trembling gently, his forehead The cold sweat and tears on the side of the face were intertwined, moistening the young man who had been powdered for a few hours, but now has pale and pale cheeks.

Qin Yezhou looked at him, and suddenly felt that it was even difficult for him to speak.

He couldn't help raising his hands to cover his eyes, and then Qin Yezhou heard his husky, ridiculous voice: "Jin Zhiguai, you can't bear it anymore."

Su Jinzhi sobbed twice, but soon laughed again. He lost all his **** lips and bent, and whispered, "Really?"

Qin Yezhou replied gently: "Yes."

Su Jinzhi laughed twice more, but the laughter heard in Qin Yezhou made him more uncomfortable than crying.

"You lied to me"

"But Mr. Qin, I'm really happy today." Su Jinzhi was already mad at his hair and spoke intermittently. It was easy for others to say a few words. It was extremely difficult for him. "I have never been so happy. "

Qin Yezhou said: If you lie, if you are really happy, you won't even call my name at this moment.

At the moment, he asked him to say "You're just happy", Qin Yezhou couldn't.

The warm tears overflowing from the youth soon dampened his hands and covered his eyes. Qin Yezhou looked at the angle of his raised lips, only to feel that he had a heart attack, and his chest was choking.

Su Jinzhi raised his hand and held Qin Yezhou's palm covering his eyes, trying to pull it down.

He was running out of energy, and Qin Yezhou only felt that his hand was being held by a piece of ice—he was really dying.

This cognition made Qin Yezhou's eyes slightly swollen and astringent. He pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, and slowly opened his eyes to Su Jinzhi.

Su Jinzhi freed up a hand and pointed to his eyes without focus. He asked him, "Qin, Mr. Qin, what do you see here?"

Qin Yezhou saw the ugly self in his eyes, he smiled, and put a gentle kiss on Su Jinzhi's forehead: "There are beautiful little stars."

"No" The young man frowned, panting a bit harder, seemingly anxious, for fear of being too late to finish the rest of the words, "there is no small star in it because of"

Qin Yezhou closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at his eyes again, but the young man didn't even blink and blinked at him, tears running from the corner of his eyes to the hairline: "Because I met Ye Zhou "

"It's all leaf boats inside"

"It's all you"

"I want to, I want to stay with you longer." The youth tried to keep his eyes wide, and wanted to look at him again. "If I can be greedy again"

If only you could be greedy.

Can't be greedy with you all the time, but if I can stay with you for a little longer.

The young man's chest twitched rapidly, and the hand holding Qin Yezhou suddenly tightened, and then released it gently, as if unable to grasp the most precious thing that he could not bear but let go.

Qin Yezhou suddenly opened his eyes and held Su Jinzhi's other hand slipped.

The eyes of the young man who have not completely closed their eyes are enlarged to the pupils that occupy almost the entire eyeball.

At this moment, Qin Yezhou finally lowered his head that he would never seem to hang down, and used his forehead to die against Su Jinzhi. He could not make a sound with his eyes closed. After a long time, he smiled softly: Just stop laughing "

A week later, the Atlantic stopped at one of the Atlantic's northernmost seaports, and it was beginning to snow.

Qin Yezhou still sat in a wheelchair, as if he had never stood up.

There were also two men in suits and leather shoes standing next to him. One was pushing a wheelchair behind him, and the other was Qin Luo. He was holding a black umbrella to cover up the falling snow for the man in the wheelchair. .

The **** sunset glow scattered over Qin Yezhou's body added a touch of warmth to his cold face. The car that had come to pick him up had arrived, but Qin Yezhou was still parked on the deck, watching the sea, and hesitated to disembark.

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Qin Luo looked at his watch and looked at the dark blue sky with a few stars flashing at the other end of the sunset, and said to Qin Yezhou, "Sir, the car is here."

Qin Yezhou still looked at the sea and did not look away, and suddenly said: "Qin Luo, your marksmanship has always been accurate."

Qin Luo suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this sentence.

Qin Yezhou smiled: "But now it's a little rusty. Go home and take care of yourself."

"You won't have to follow me anymore."

After Qin Yezhou said these words, he got up from the wheelchair. Instead of taking over the bodyguard and handing over the umbrella, he let the fine white snow fall on his shoulders, dye his hair white, and slowly walk down Atlan. number.

That night, Qin Yezhou was sitting on the reef watching the stars, and the doctor who followed him to Iceland took a phone call and walked to him: "Sir"

Qin Yezhou said "um", signaled the doctor to continue speaking.

"The British side called and said it was the right heart."

Qin Yezhou was silent for a while, and lowered his eyes to see the transparent glass bottle wrapped in a soft cloth, obediently in his arms. Inside was the fine snow, but not snow.

"It's no longer necessary. Ask them to give it to others."

Dr. Bai said, "Yes, sir."

"Bai Dong." Qin Yezhou yelled at Dr. Bai, "Do you think that the stars here this year don't look as good as in previous years."

The starry sky in Iceland is beautiful, and you can see the aurora in the right season, so Qin Yezhou will come here every year. Hearing this, Dr. Bai turned and stared at the starry sky, and then said, "Still as bright as in previous years, sir."

"Really? I feel a bit dark." Qin Yezhou looked up at the night sky and put the transparent glass bottle on the small table aside.

Dr. Bai guessed Qin Yezhou's consciousness, so he didn't speak.

Qin Yezhou was silent for a while, and said, "Yes, do you know what the flower language of sunflower is?"

"Sunflower?" Bai Dong stopped for a moment and thought, "I remember it should be silent love."

"In the legend, there was a fairy Mizusawa, who met the hunting sun **** Apollo in the woods. She was deeply fascinated by this handsome **** and fell in love with him frantically. But Apollo didn't even look straight. Seeing her leave, she eagerly hoped that Apollo could talk to her one day, but she never met him again. So she could only stare intently into the sky every day, watching Apollo driving in the brilliant The sun-carriage swept across the sky until he left. It was the same every day. As soon as sunrise, she looked towards the sun. Later, the gods had mercy on her and turned her into a golden sunflower, so that she could always face the sun. , Followed Apollo every day and told him her eternal relationship. So the flower of the sunflower is 'silent love'. "Bai Dong said.

Always follow, and never touch, so the sunflower, which seems to face the sun all day, is actually very poor.

"This story is a terrible story. I thought it would be a good legend." Qin Yezhou smiled. "Come on, I want to eat sweeter food tomorrow."

Dr. White nodded. "Yes, sir."

Qin Yezhou picked up the sketchbook on the table after Bai Dong left and turned to the page where the young man hadn't finished painting.

The young man said in bed that day that he would not show it until he finished painting. It's a pity that he can never wait for the day when the painting is finished.

While Qin Yezhou looked at Su Jinzhi's painting, the two stood with a bunch of sunflowers smiling brightly, and their pupils narrowed suddenly.

The young man painted him standing. He completely painted him, and the sunflowers that bloomed behind him were too late, but he did not have time to paint his whole body, not even half of his body.

Looking at this painting, Qin Yezhou suddenly remembered Su Jinzhi's wish that he had said on the boat: he wanted to cure the illness, and then continued to study and paint.

-There is no self in his wish.

No wonder he promised him something, and he would ask him carefully, "Really?" No wonder he wasn't very happy when he heard he was going to marry him.

Qin Yezhou raised his lips and smiled again. He closed the sketchbook and turned to look at the glass bottle on the little table. He reached out and touched it, feeling the cold temperature coming from the bottle, then closed his eyes and said gently, "Is silent love?"

The sound was too light, it was so quickly swept away by the night wind that whistled from the sea.

This year's stars are not as bright as in previous years, and the stars in the future will be dimmer than this year.

My world has no star seas ever since.

Because the moment you met you, the vast stars fell to dust.