Chen Yizhou sat on the hospital bed. His body was very thin under the hospital gown. He could hardly see blood on his face, and there was fluid in his arms. His eyes were filled with unconcealed fatigue.

Lin Huanuo couldn't say what he felt, but hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and asked a cream cake from the paper bag. There was only a red cherry on the white cream pile to decorate it.

Jiang Yu reached out and moved the table for Chen Yizhou to eat, Lin Huanuo put the cake on the table, and then took out the small wild flowers that he had picked on the road from the paper bag.

Lin Huanuo and Jiang Yu went around to pick it in the park, and then went to the cake shop to buy a small cake. On the way, he passed by a flower shop.

Lin Huanuo was standing outside the flower shop at that time, looking at the small wild flowers he picked, and then looking at the exquisitely packaged bouquets at the door of the flower shop.

Jiang Yu asked her if she wanted to buy it. Lin Huanuo shook her head, then carefully put the little wild flowers in her pocket, saying that the flowers she picked were better.

Chen Yizhou also thought that the flowers picked by Lin Huanuo today are very beautiful.

Chen Yizhou picked a little cream with a fork and ate it. The cream melted in his mouth, and the sweet taste diluted the bitterness in his mouth.

Chen Yizhou said to Lin Huanuo: "You eat the rest. I'm still sick, I have to listen to the doctor."

Lin Huanuo nodded, took another clean fork, and sat on the chair next to her and ate slowly. She put the cherries on the butter pile on the plate first, and planned to eat them at the end.

Chen Yizhou seemed a little tired, and he leaned back a little, but his face was almost victorious. He and Jiang Yu said, "Can you still count that bet?"

The first chemotherapy was over and he was still alive, so Jiang Yu wanted to start a live broadcast to support him.

Jiang Yu didn't mind the live broadcast. He said, "Make a count, will it start tomorrow?"

Chen Yizhou said, "Okay, but my guitar is placed in the instrument room of the bar. If you have time, can you help me get it when you come tomorrow?"

Jiang Yu responded, then caught a glimpse of Lin Huanuo who was playing with a fork over there and said, "Xiaohua, if you can't eat it, just put it aside."

Lin Huanuo poked three holes in the butter with a fork, then smoothed it out, and poked it again, and kept repeating this action.

Lin Huanuo refused to listen, and it was difficult to correct his stereotyped behavior.

Chen Yizhou said on the side: "You just let her play. If she wants to eat for a while, you can buy her one."

"She doesn't eat it, she just keeps poking it." Jiang Yu said.

Lin Huanuo's taste is not fixed. Sometimes he likes to eat sweet, sometimes he likes to eat spicy, sometimes he likes to eat spicy, and sometimes he doesn't stick to it.

Chen Yizhou smiled and said, "Let her poke it, it's just a cake anyway, and you can't afford it."

Jiang Yu went with Lin Huanuo. He would not force her to do what Lin Huanuo could not do now.

Chen Yizhou held a small wild flower in his hand, twisted his slender stem with his fingers, and the lilac petals turned gently, like the hem of a little girl's skirt.

"I really don't want to die at all, and I don't know why I got this disease." Chen Yizhou suddenly said, then sighed.

He was not willing to live with it, and he asked over and over again why it must be him!

Why must it be him!

Why did he get sick?

He stood on the balcony late at night and shouted and roared outside, venting all his emotions, as if he wanted to get an answer.

Jiang Yu's eyes were filled with emotions. He felt that the world was upside down. Those who wanted to live could not live, and those who wanted to die could not die.

The scar on his left wrist reminded Jiang Yu every moment that he had thought of dying.

Actually, I have thought about it now, but my thoughts are not as unchangeable as before. Lin Huanuo's existence has become that variable.

Suddenly, Lin Huanuo reached out and pulled Jiang Yu's clothes, pursed his lips, and seemed to have something in his mouth.

Her voice was a little vague: "Look...I..."

Jiang Yu and Shen Yizhou both looked at Lin Huanuo. Lin Huanuo opened his mouth and stretched out a piece of his tongue, and the tied cherry stem lay on the tip of her tongue.

It was only then that Lin Huanuo discovered that he knew this skill.

Jiang Yu gently flicked her forehead and confiscated the cherry stem, "I'm back home, Xiaohua."

Lin Huanuo said "Oh", then looked at Chen Yizhou and suddenly asked, "Will it be fine?"

Lin Huanuo asked this question last time, but this time Chen Yizhou looked at Lin Huanuo's eyes but couldn't speak.

He feels how his physical condition is...

Just when Shen Yizhou didn't know how to answer Lin Huanuo, Lin Huanuo said as if he asked and answered: "Yes."

Chen Yizhou opened his eyes slightly, and his tired heart seemed to be injected with new blood at this moment and beating vigorously.

Chen Yizhou raised his smile, "Yes, it will be fine. When I get better, I will go to the park to sing for you."

...

Jiang Yu and his agent contacted the matter of starting a live broadcast tomorrow. Brother Li once thought it was Hongyu outside. He had to know how many partners wanted to open a contract and wanted Jiang Yu to broadcast a live broadcast before, but Jiang Yu didn't answer any of them.

But before Brother Li was happy, he heard that Jiang Yu wanted to promote others on a live broadcast. He rolled his eyes and said bluntly: "Then tell the big boss directly about this. Starting a live broadcast to promote an artist is not a subsidiary of our company, it is equivalent to making money for others."

Jiang Yu also knew that Brother Li could not make the decision alone, so he called the company boss again.

He has never liked troublesome things, and he did not have much sympathy. When he was young, he felt that the whole world was his enemy. It can be said that he was like a collective of hatred.

Under the perfect skin is an ugly and twisted soul.

But at that time, Grandma Jiang helped him grow up, and growing up means maturity, which changed his view of the world, but he still did not like the world much.

Grandma Jiang blessed him like a big tree. After the big tree collapsed, he struggled to survive in the world, but Grandma Jiang's blessing eventually disappeared with the passage of time.

When his world was in darkness, he picked up another little god.

Perhaps because he had been with the little god for a long time, Jiang Yu felt that he had become a little more gentle.

Jiang Yu was there and called the company boss to discuss the live broadcast tomorrow. Lin Huanuo sat on the sofa eating cherries.

On the way back, she insisted on pestering Jiang Yu to buy cherries for her. After Lin Huanuo ate the flesh, she put the cherry stems into her mouth.

After plucking in my mouth for a while, the cherry stems were tied.

Lin Huanuo was inexplicably happy and hummed a few lines of songs. Although she was not tuned, she was still so happy that she lay on the sofa and buried her face in the pillow.

After Jiang Yu called, he saw Lin Huanuo burying his face in the pillow, and his calves were shaking, "What are you happy about?"
Chapter completed!