guilt

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Yuran did not expect to see Song Zixi's smiling face, and even his brows were full of tenderness.

I remember that he was lost in the dream, he couldn't find the exit, the surroundings were pitch black, and slowly, he found that even the light on his body had dissipated, and the darkness gradually spread from the bottom of his feet and was about to swallow him whole.Just when he was about to give up, when he heard that person, he was as gentle as ever, he said that he was late, he told him that he never blamed himself, he said a lot, and then, he saw someone in the distance A beam of light hit him, the darkness faded, and he chased that beam of light.

When he woke up, he saw the man he had been dreaming of was looking at him tenderly.

He heard that person say to him: "You are like my original sin, a crime that I can't get rid of. You forced me to give up countless times of letting go, and I finally admit that I can't let go. It's too hard for me to be alone all my life. I won’t stop you anymore, if you want, come.”

He looked at Song Zixi in disbelief.This is the lover he has been thinking about but can't touch, and now, can he finally hold him in his arms again? "You said you came late, but I said it doesn't matter sooner or later, as long as you come." There were smiles on her brows and eyes, "I love you so much when I wake up."

Ever since Song Zixi accepted Mo Yuran again, Mo Yuran has "provided" Song Zixi more preciously, but he seems to have forgotten that he is still a patient, so he has no choice but to let Song Zixi take care of himself.

Looking at Song Zixi who was sitting quietly at the side peeling an apple for himself, Mo Yuran grinned so hard that the back of his head was on the verge of grinning. "Why do people have to peel apples to eat when they are sick and hospitalized? Is this a fixed plot?"

Song Zixi finished peeling apples, looked up at him, "Apple is called '' in Korean, the pronunciation is similar to that of a fool, it is suitable for a patient like you to nourish the brain, eat it."

"Little Xi knows a lot...ha...haha" Mo Yuran took the apple and started to eat it.Ah, this apple is really sweet.

"Xiaoxi, can I be discharged from the hospital? Today? Tomorrow? I really don't want to be in the hospital anymore." Mo Yuran begged pitifully.

"Afternoon, just in the afternoon." Mo Yuran finally heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed back on the bed.

During this period of time, he took care of Mo Yuran every day. The Song Zixi magazine was all dependent on Ke Ran's help. It seemed that he had to thank Ke Ran when he went back.Song Zixi thought so, and then got up to pack Mo Yuran's hospital belongings.

Looking at Song Zixi's busy figure, Mo Yuran's heart was full of warmth, his little Xi finally came back.

Standing at the entrance of the hospital, Mo Yuran felt as if he had experienced a rebirth.He held Song Zixi's hand beside him, smiling like a child in the sun, "I'll take you home."

It turns out that all the love words in the world can make people throb more than "I will bring you back". Song Zixi even felt his eyes a little sore.

He let Mo Yuran lead him, they didn't tell anyone, they just kept walking like this, but they couldn't bear to let go of their hands for a second.The journey home was not too short, but no one said they were tired. They had waited too long for this hard-won comfort. They waited until they were heartbroken and desperate, but finally the flowers bloomed.

Returning to this "home" again, Song Zixi felt that it was completely different from the last time. He was even uneasy now, with some fear.

And Mo Yuran seemed to see it, and hugged him gently, "This 'family' and I have been waiting for you and looking forward to you, it's okay, it's okay."

Yes, fortunately, you are still willing to give you and me a chance, so that I will not regret and suffer for the rest of my life, and let you have my participation in your life.I don't know how to express my gratitude and gratitude, I can only hug you and never let go.

Under the setting sun, the two are as beautiful as a mural.Song Zixi was quietly held in Mo Yuran's arms, then buried his face in Mo Yuran's shoulders, and finally, slowly raised his hands to wrap around Mo Yuran's strong waist. outrageous.

Mo Yuran felt that there was only a cloud of fog rising in front of him, and he couldn't see everything clearly, so he could only tighten his arms, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

There is a long way to go, and there will be a return.I missed the flowers, I missed the rain, but luckily I didn't miss you.Maybe if I do it all over again, I will still choose you, even if I am scarred and bruised, I will still fall into your smile.You are my original sin, how can I rewrite it; you are also my original sin, how can I quit.

Your traveler has finally returned home.