In the morning, the sunlight is shallow, passing through the layers of branches and leaves, casting beams of light and sand, as soft as the lights on the stage. The lush green leaves are dotted with small crystal water drops, and the air of the mountain stream seems to have been washed by a clear spring, sweet
clear.
After Chu Zhanjin handed the key to Qiangwei House to Xiang Yimo, he moved out of that house and lived in a private villa halfway up the mountain.
Maybe it was because that place only belonged to Xiang Yimo and he didn't want Masako to live there, so he moved out.
The car can only park in a small open space next to the winding mountain road, and the forest trails can only be walked on foot. The mountain roads are rugged and winding, like a maze. Xiang Yimo can only walk in based on his feeling after not visiting for so many years.
After searching for a long time and taking many wrong turns, I finally found Chu Zhanjin’s private villa.
Xiang Yimo was sweating profusely from walking. It was not easy to see him. He had to climb mountains and ridges and fight through thorns and thorns.
"Open the door! Chu Zhanjin, open the door for me quickly!" Xiang Yimo kicked the door panting.
After a while, there was a "beep" and the iron door opened.
Xiang Yimo rushed in directly, "Chu Zhanjin, are you playing with me..."
"Shh! He's still sleeping!" Masako glanced at Xiang Yimo, "What do you want to drink?"
She looked very poor, as if she had not slept all night, her face was tired, her eyes were red and swollen, and the dark circles under her eyes were very deep.
Early in the morning, Xiang Yimo hiked up the mountain to find Chu Zhanjin, but he was still sleeping comfortably. "I woke him up! It's already three o'clock in the morning, and he's still sleeping!"
"He has a fever, and the fever hasn't gone away yet!" Masako said worriedly.
Xiang Yimo was startled, then his anger dissipated, and he asked with concern, "It doesn't matter, why don't you send him to the hospital?"
"He insisted not to do it. He said it was just a minor problem and he would be fine if he took some medicine!"
"Still as stubborn as before, as stubborn as a cow!"
"Sneeze!" Chu Zhanjin sneezed deliberately, "It seems that someone is talking bad about me behind my back!"
He held the handrail and walked down the stairs with a hearty smile on his face, but his steps were still a bit frivolous. After not seeing him for a day, his complexion became very bad, his face was pale, and there was a black air around his eyes.
"Jin, why are you down?" Masako hurriedly walked over and helped him.
How could Chu Zhanjin allow himself to show his fragile side in front of Xiang Yimo? He immediately wiped her hand off, "I'm fine now, the fever has gone away!"
"Really?" Masako didn't believe it. He stood on tiptoes and probed the temperature of his forehead with his hand. It was indeed not as hot as before.
Ordinary antibiotics and antipyretics were of no use to Chu Zhanjin. When Masako was not paying attention, he secretly took anti-cancer drugs, and the high fever only went down.
Chu Zhanjin pushed aside Masako in front of him and walked towards Xiang Yimo, "Why are you here?"
Masako stood there blankly, with a trace of bitterness in his eyes. No matter how close she stood to Chu Zhanjin, he could not see her. However, Xiang Yimo stood far away from him, and he could still catch a glimpse of her.
Just recognize her.
"This, you left behind!" Xiang Yimo handed the document bag to him.
Chu Zhanjin did not accept it, but glanced at it lightly, "Are you still unwilling to accept it?"
“Too expensive!”
"This is nothing to me!" Money is an external possession, and his days are numbered. Once he dies, it will have no value at all.
"This is nothing to me! I really don't understand, what is your intention? If you use money to thank me for taking care of my child, then you are belittling my personality. If you use money to
To make up for the four years of waiting for me, then you are belittling the relationship between us."
Chu Zhanjin took the heavy yellow leather document bag and asked, "Are you really unwilling to accept it?"
"Yes!" Xiang Yimo nodded, "There is no need to measure our relationship with money!"
"Bang!" Masako accidentally dropped the glass to the ground. There was a past between them, but there was no past between her and Chu Zhanjin.
Chu Zhanjin glanced at Masako lightly, seeming to blame her for interrupting their conversation, "Mo'er, let's go for a walk!"
"Jin, the mountain stream is foggy and windy, and your fever has just gone away..."
"I want to go out and breathe some fresh air!" Chu Zhanjin held Xiang Yimo's wrist and walked out.
Masako looked down at the broken glass shards and smiled bitterly, "It turns out that I think the light bulb is an eyesore." She squatted down and picked up the shards. Suddenly, the sharp glass shards cut her fingers, and blood gushed out.
came out, staining her fingertips red.
His eyes narrowed, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
The tall trees are full of vitality, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and small water droplets on the leaves drip down from time to time, making a distant sound, as melodious and far-reaching as a shengxiao.
"You actually have a fever?" Xiang Yimo raised her head and stared at Chu Zhanjin. In her memory, he was like an iron man, and he never had any minor illnesses or pains.
"Is it weird?"
"I remember one winter, it was very cold and it snowed a lot in succession. My little one and I were infected with the flu at school. We both suffered from severe colds and hoarse throats. You were the only one who was fine at all. You laughed at us all day long.
Drake’s voice!”
Recalling all the past events, Chu Zhanjin's face bloomed with a warm smile, "Then you were very unconvinced and asked me to accompany you to empathize with you and let me catch a cold. Even if you want to pass the cold germs on to me, you won't be able to cough on me."
use……"
Xiang Yimo's face gradually turned red, "Stop talking!"
"Then I lied to you. Just a kiss on the mouth would infect me with cold germs. I deceived you into having your first kiss!"
Xiang Yimo pursed her lips in resentment, "You have the nerve to say that! But, why haven't the flu viruses been transmitted to you?"
Chu Zhanjin raised his handsome eyebrows and turned his head to her, "I secretly took cold medicine to prevent it!"
"No wonder!" Xiang Yimo bit her lip and patted his shoulder.
Chu Zhanjin let out a clear laugh. The time he spent with her should be the happiest moment in his life. Looking back now, his heart is still full of sweet warmth, but he was too weak to take this into consideration.
Protect your happiness.
Now, he was a little lucky that Xiang Yimo did not choose him. In this way, even if he died, he would not leave her alone in this world.