The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

The wind outside was blowing more and more violently, Xia Xingchen groaned in pain, wanted to cry out but couldn't make a sound, so he had to curl up with his whole body, hugging the urn tightly with red eyes.

Xia Xingchen was greatly stimulated by the old man's death.This painful experience reminded him of the day his parents died.

When the police informed the family of the past, the parents had been dead for eight hours. Due to a serious car accident, it can be said that the whole body was bloody.

Xia Xingchen will never forget the cold touch and the horrible faces of his parents.

But at that time, he still had a grandfather.

But this time, his only relative was gone.

Jiang Mo reached into his pocket, rubbed the ring box with his thumb, and frowned.

"Xia Xia, I know you're sad, but you still have me. Let's go home together, okay? I can cry with you and be sad with you, but don't scare me? The roof is so high, it's really hard for you to sit there very dangerous."

Jiang Mo choked up his words, and hot tears welled up in his eyes, "I beg you, can you come down first?"

Xia Xingchen looked up at the empty night below, opened his mouth, with a painful expression on his face, desperately trying to shout out with all his strength, but it was still in vain, only a few intermittent groans escaped from his throat like a small animal.

Xia Xingchen has lost a lot of weight in the past few days. His body that was not much flesh is now even skinny.

dim.

Jiang Mo approached slowly, and stretched out his hand tentatively: "I know you are sad, but if grandpa knew that you tormented yourself so much after he left, how much would it hurt you?

Seeing Xia Xingchen's eyes flicker, Jiang Mo took out the ring and knelt down on one knee, "Xingchen, although we have obtained a marriage certificate, the last time it was only a contractual relationship, this time I want to propose as solemnly as you, marry me OK?"

The biting winter night wind messed up their hair.Jiang Mo held up the ring in embarrassment, and looked at him sincerely, with deep love in his eyes.

Xia Xingchen was stunned, and looked at the ring in Jiang Mo's hand for a long time, then lowered his head, covered his mouth with his hands, and began to cry in a low voice.

"Xia Xia, I've made up my mind. When your movie is over, let's hold another wedding, okay? What style do you like? What style of dress? It's all up to you then, okay?"

Xia Xingchen raised his head and kept crying, tears all over his cheeks, and nodded to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo took the opportunity to stand up and rush forward, picked up Xia Xingchen, and left the edge of the rooftop.

Back home, Xia Xingchen's emotions were still ups and downs, his body was shaking constantly, his head was buried in Jiang Mo's chest, and his sweater was wet with tears.

Jiang Mo hugged him and sat on the sofa, wrapped him in his arms, and patted him on the back lightly, with pity in his eyes.

After a long time, Xia Xingchen's breathing gradually became steady, and he fell asleep in Jiang Mo's arms.

Jiang Mo gently picked him up and walked to the bed. After wiping his arms and cheeks with a hot towel, he put the ring in the box on Xia Xingchen's ring finger. He lifted it up and stared at it for a long time before lying down on the bed and hugging his body. , turned on the phone and browsed through the wedding planning, thinking about how to make him happier recently.

The next day, when Xia Xingchen woke up, he was still nestled in Jiang Mo's arms.Feeling the touch on the waist, the intermittent memories of last night hit like a tide.

He stretched out his finger in the morning sun, and the delicate broken mouth on it flashed mottled light and shadow on his face.

Looking at Jiang Mo's sleeping face close at hand, Xia Xingchen leaned over and planted a tender kiss on the tip of his nose.

"Jiang Mo..." Xia Xingchen opened his mouth, trying to wake Jiang Mo up, but suddenly found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

He was stunned, and quickly sat up and tried to make a sound, but to no avail.

It turned out that what happened on the rooftop last night was not a hallucination, he really couldn't speak anymore.

Xia Xingchen's face was pale, and he pounded his chest anxiously, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

He panicked, his eyes turned red, he opened his mouth and shouted Jiang Mo's name desperately, but in the quiet room, there was only the sound of heavy breathing.When Xia Xingchen got out of bed, Jiang Mo was awakened.

"Baby, are you awake?"

Jiang Mo got up and hugged him from behind, and found that his whole body was shaking and his expression was stiff, so he quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Xia Xingchen's chest kept heaving, tears kept rolling down his face, he grabbed his throat sadly, his expression struggled, with a hint of pain.

Jiang Mo held Xia Xingchen's hand, tried his best to suppress the panic in his voice, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with your throat? Can you still speak?"

Xia Xingchen put his arms around Jiang Mo's neck, sobbed with his eyes closed, still silent.

Jiang Mo seemed to think of something suddenly, "Don't be afraid, we're going to the hospital."

After arriving at the hospital, a series of examinations were arranged immediately.

Xia Xingchen had been physically weak for the past few days, and under the successive blows, he gradually lost his strength.

After another failed attempt to make a sound, he passed out.

In the doctor's office, the professor looked serious: "Mr. Jiang, you need to be mentally prepared."

Jiang Mo kept calm as much as possible: "Say it."

The doctor said: "The loss of voice is generally congenital, and the symptoms of deafness and dumbness are the same. The day after tomorrow, the patient may experience a temporary loss of voice after receiving a lot of stimulation, but it will be cured after a few months of nursing care. But your Lover, this time, the situation doesn’t match the above.”

Jiang Mo clenched his fists, frowned, and said, "His grandfather once told me that his little aunt suddenly lost her voice in her twenties, which is related to the family's genes."

"Yes." The doctor picked up Xia Xingchen's examination report, "This gene is very special, there are not many cases found in the whole world, and it basically occurs in the females of the family, and the probability of males is one in ten thousand. And according to You said that the patient has never experienced any abnormalities in the past 20 years, so the inducement this time may be related to being strongly stimulated."

"How to treat it?" Jiang Mo asked anxiously: "If domestic medical conditions do not allow it, I can take him abroad to see a doctor."

The doctor said hesitantly: "We have to hold a meeting to discuss the specific treatment method. At present, the main focus is to stabilize the patient's mood."

"Doctor." Jiang Mo said with a sense of powerlessness in his tone, "Can you tell me the probability of being cured?"

The doctor paused: "I can't estimate this for the time being, but it may be lifelong."

"I understand." Jiang Mo stood up, his originally upright back was a little lonely and heavy.

Looking through the glass outside the ward, Xia Xingchen was sleeping peacefully.

Jiang Mo crouched outside the door, daring not to go in for a long time.

He was afraid that Xia Xingchen would ask about his condition, and he was even more afraid that Xia Xingchen would not be able to accept it after hearing it, and his mood would break down even more.

Jiang Mo sat decadently at the door, covering his sore eyes with both hands, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness all over his body.

After breaking up with Xia Xingchen in high school, he once thought that money could buy everything.

Until now, he realized that money is not everything.Seeing the pain of a loved one, money still can't solve the problem.

After a long time, Jiang Mo supported the wall with his hands and stood up, took a deep breath, walked into the ward with a smile.

It was already afternoon when Xia Xingchen woke up.

Jiang Mo kept watching over him, quickly brought warm water, helped him up and fed him.

Xia Xingchen took a sip of water, as if suddenly remembering something, he grabbed Jiang Mo's arm and pointed to his throat.

Jiang Mo smiled: "The doctor said that you are just passing through the sadness and oppressing the language nerves. When you feel better, you will slowly recover."

Xia Xingchen's pale face was stunned for a long time, as if there was no life in it, he slowly took out his mobile phone and typed a few words on the memo: "The doctor said, how long will it take?"

After Jiang Mo looked at it, he rubbed his head: "The doctor said that the development of the disease depends on your mood. So... Let's be happier in the future, shall we?" Jiang Mo hugged him, resisting the soreness in his nasal cavity, and pretended to be happy. Smile: "Grandpa has already gone to heaven. He will feel distressed when he sees you like this."

When Grandpa was mentioned, Xia Xingchen's eyes were moist, and he cried silently on Jiang Mo's shoulder.

He typed the text: "Jiang Mo, I don't have a single relative in this world."

Jiang Mo looked down and wiped away his tears: "You still have me."

"Jiang Mo..." Xia Xingchen called his name in his heart, and finally burst into tears.

After a long time, Xia Xingchen closed his eyes weakly and fell asleep again.

In the evening, Jiang Mo fed him a few mouthfuls of hot porridge, and dealt with the company's affairs beside him.

Gu Ningyu found out about Xia Xingchen's situation, comforted Jiang Mo, and started looking for a famous doctor abroad for Xia Xingchen.

All night long, Jiang Mo didn't close his eyes at all.

After finishing his official duties, he began to contact his friends to find a doctor, intending to try them all, and there would always be hope.

The next day, the doctor asked Jiang Mo to go to the office to discuss the results of the doctor's consultation with him.

But as soon as Jiang Mo left, Xia Xingchen slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the snow-white ward, with his thin feet stuck into slippers, he stumbled out of the ward.

"Mr. Jiang, yesterday all the top doctors in the city came to our hospital for research and discussion. This is the final treatment plan we gave."

Jiang Mo read carefully, and when he saw the item in the result, he was stunned: "What does it mean that the cure rate is very low, and conservative treatment is recommended?"

The doctor sighed: "This disease is a genetic disease. There is no effective treatment for the time being. We can only explore slowly. The probability of being with the patient for life is very high."

Outside the office, Xia Xingchen's breathing gradually became rapid.

He walked in the corridor like a walking dead, and he didn't even notice that one of his slippers was missing. "Forever...forever..."

Xia Xingchen kept repeating these two words in his heart, and fell to the ground, trembling with fear.When Jiang Mo returned to the ward, there was no one there.

"Xia Xia!"

Jiang Mo anxiously called Xia Xingchen's name, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the proposal ring on the cabinet.

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