Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

A car was driving smoothly. Cao Xiaoliu looked at the thick night outside. He sat blankly for a while and suddenly came back to his senses.

He turned to look at the person next to him and asked, "Brother Chang Yu, what is going on? What happened to Ah Qi?"

Chang Yu's face was hidden in the darkness, and Cao Xiaoliu couldn't see Chang Yu's expression clearly.

"Xiao Liu, do you know what Ah Qi's identity is?"

"He... isn't he studying mathematics? I've seen the invitation letter from Jinling University, but why didn't he go?"

"Because he was ambushed on the way to Jinling University that day. He was seriously injured and has not woken up until now."

It turns out that’s the case. No wonder the teacher at Jinling University said he didn’t report it at all.

Being ambushed...

The gray mask suddenly flashed across Cao Xiaoliu's mind, and the uneasiness in his heart suddenly became intense, "Who hurt Ah Qi?"

Chang Yu was silent for a few seconds before speaking in a low voice: "Japanese."

"Japanese?" Cao Xiaoliu clenched his fists unconsciously, "How could Ah Qi be related to the Japanese? Could it be..."

"Matsui Hideshita was killed by Ah Qi."

After hearing Chang Yu's answer, Cao Xiaoliu almost thought that he had heard wrongly, but Chang Yu's words were clear and his voice was sonorous and powerful, so he could not hear wrongly.

Chang Yu continued: "Ah Qi, he has another identity, which you must have understood by now. He has done a lot in the past few years, but this time he failed in Nanjing."

Cao Xiaoliu hugged the wooden box in his arms tighter, "Brother Chang Yu, did Ah Qi have no intention of going to Jinling University to report? He chose to stay in Nanjing because of me, so he was The Japanese discovered it.”

"Originally, after he killed Matsui Hideshita, he should have evacuated Nanjing immediately, but he did not."

Chang Yu's answer confirmed Cao Xiaoliu's guess.

If it weren't for him, Ah Qi wouldn't have been ambushed and wouldn't have been unconscious.

As expected, he would only hold Ah Qi back.

He lowered his head sadly and placed his chin on the wooden box in his arms, feeling that it was becoming difficult to breathe.

"So Ah Qi, how are you doing now?"

Chang Yu stretched out her hand and gently stroked Cao Xiaoliu's hair, as if she couldn't bear it, but the words she said still made Cao Xiaoliu feel heartbroken: "Ah Qi has been in a coma for a month, maybe... just... In these two days.”

Just these two days...

Cao Xiaoliu thought about these words belatedly and realized what they meant.

He tried his best to hold back the water in his eyes and said with difficulty: "Brother Chang Yu, can you let the car go faster?"

"Okay," Chang Yu looked up and said to the driver, "drive faster."

"clear."

From Nanjing to Shanghai, they spent nearly nine hours in the car before finally reaching their destination.

When the car drove to Rongfu, the sky was already a little bright, the dark night had passed, and soon the sun would rise from the east.

After five years, Cao Xiaoliu once again stepped into Rong Mansion, feeling like he was in another world.

At this point, everyone in Rong Mansion was still sleeping. Neither Chang Yu nor Cao Xiaoliu spoke rashly, and the entire Rong Mansion was eerily quiet.

Chang Yu directly took Cao Xiaoliu to the door of a room on the second floor and said in a low voice: "Ah Qi is inside. If you have anything to say, tell him now. Although he may not be able to hear it, it will be late." , maybe there will be no chance again.”

"Brother Chang Yu, thank you for bringing me back."

"You're welcome. I'm going back to rest first. I'll come back later." Chang Yu glanced inside through the door, turned around and left.

Cao Xiaoliu opened the door and walked in. He saw Ah Qi lying on the bed, her originally shining eyes tightly closed, and her face showed a grayish blue.

His heart hurt suddenly, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He closed the door, put the box in his arms aside, and walked to the bed step by step.

"Ah Qi..."

He stretched out his hand and gently touched Ah Qi's face, which felt warm.

The real touch made him unable to hold back the tears in his eyes, and they fell one after another.

"This is not a dream, Ah Qi, Ah Qi... Ah Qi!"

"How could it be like this? Obviously, you were fine that day."

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me. I shouldn't have been greedy and asked you to stay. I should have kicked you out that day, so maybe everything wouldn't have happened."

"Ah Qi, can you wake up? I can't see you these days. I really...miss you."

"Want it so so much."

After saying these words, Cao Xiaoliu suddenly understood that he had been looking forward to Ah Qi's reappearance every day these days, and Ah Qi's position in his heart had never changed.

He wiped away his tears, brought the wooden box over, sat on the bedside and looked at Ah Qi's face carefully, and said in a low voice: "Ah Qi, actually I still have a lot to say to you, can you hear me?"

"Whether you can hear it or not, I'm going to say it."

"Didn't you ask me why I haven't written to you in the past five years?"

"Actually, I wrote it, but I never sent it."

"Those letters are in this box. Listen to me read them to you." He said, reaching out to open the wooden box.

At this time, a hand suddenly held his finger.

"Brother Xiao Liu..." A weak voice sounded.

"Ah Qi, you're awake!" Cao Xiaoliu stood up excitedly, and the wooden box on his lap fell to the ground, and the lid was blown open.

But he no longer cared about the wooden box, all his eyes were on Ah Qi.

"How do you feel? Do you want some water? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Ah Qi shook his head weakly, "Brother Xiao Liu, I know I don't have much time," he smiled softly and said, "Brother Xiao Liu, I am really happy to see you again before I die. "

"No, don't say that word..." Cao Xiaoliu choked up.

"Brother Xiaoliu," Ah Qi lowered his eyes. When he saw the overturned wooden box on the ground, his eyes paused, and then he moved away without leaving a trace. He held Cao Xiaoliu's hand tighter, "If, I It would be great if I could still be alive, I still want to be with you for a long, long time!"

Cao Xiaoliu quickly held Ah Qi's hand and said, "Then you must get well soon. As long as you are alive, we will always be together. No matter what happens, we can't be separated."

He leaned over and kissed Ah Qi gently on the cheek, with a plea in his voice: "Ah Qi, I beg you, don't leave me alone. Without you, I really don't know how to go in the future. .”

"I went to Nanjing to learn pottery carving just so that I wouldn't hold you back. I want to stand by your side. I want to stand by your side uprightly. But if you... I don't know if I can do this." has no meaning."

Ah Qi suddenly opened his arms and hugged Cao Xiaoliu tightly. His movements were so vigorous that he really didn't look like a dying person.

He raised the corners of his mouth and said in a brisk tone: "Brother Xiao Liu, are you confessing your love to me?"