Rebirth depends on you without discussing

When he received the call from the nanny at home saying that Zuo Chuan had fainted, Qi Zhongxuan had just opened the car door with the gift he had chosen, and before he could sit still, he ordered the driver to drive back.

These years, Zuo Chuan's physical condition has been very good, even colds and fevers are rare. Fifty years of ups and downs have passed, and in a few days it will be the fiftieth anniversary of their marriage. How could he Unexpectedly, Zuo Chuan would faint at this time.

Thinking back to Zuo Chuan's obviously restless mind in the past few days, that kind of panic and confusion that would call his name in his sleep, Qi Zhongxuan's heart became more and more restless.

"Hurry up!" Holding the gift box in his hand tightly, he wanted to come out to get the gift by himself while Zuo Chuan was asleep, but he never imagined that such a thing would happen, Qi Zhongxuan couldn't wait to see the rush of traffic outside the car window Put on your wings and fly back.

Finally, after a lot of anticipation, before all patience was exhausted, the car finally turned into the gate of the villa.

Without waiting for the car to stop, Qi Zhongxuan opened the car door and rushed down. Before reaching the door of the main house, he heard a hysterical roar coming from inside, accompanied by a wail so shrill that the heart stopped beating.

"Chuan'er!" Qi Zhongxuan kicked the door open, and before he had a clear view of the situation inside the room, he was hugged tightly by a familiar embrace, with such strength that it seemed to crush all the bones in his body.

"Chuan'er!" Qi Zhongxuan hugged Zuo Chuan tightly, didn't he say that this person fainted, why didn't he lie down and rest, and what to do when he got up?

Seeing that Zuo Chuan was only wearing home clothes, he reached out to take the clothes from the servant, and put them on Zuo Chuan's shoulders.

"Zhongxuan, where have you been? I can't find you when I woke up..." Qi Zhongxuan's body was restrained by his arms like shackles. Breath, the intense emotions finally calmed down a little.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here!" Qi Zhongxuan comforted Zuo Chuan softly, coaxed him to swear, and finally coaxed him to the sofa and got down: "Did you call the doctor?"

"I've already called, now I should..." Before the servant finished speaking, the doorbell rang, Qi Zhongxuan motioned for him to open the door first, looking at Zuo Chuan with tears in his arms, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart Numbness and pain.

"Mr. Qi, Mr. Zuo?"

Without waiting for the doctor to greet him politely, Qi Zhongxuan called people over: "Hurry up and show me, why did you faint for no reason!"

Seeing the doctor in a white coat approaching, Zuo Chuan got into Qi Zhongxuan's arms and refused to let the doctor examine him no matter what the two of them tried to persuade him, he just couldn't do it.

"How about this, you stay here first, and I'll call you if something happens." In desperation, Qi Zhongxuan had no choice but to ask the servant to take the doctor out first.

"Okay, okay, people have already left, don't watch, we don't watch." For so many years, Zuo Chuan has never been so self-willed and obsessed with one thing. Such Zuo Chuan made Qi Zhongxuan feel more and more uneasy .

Just when he was about to ask, he saw his lover tearing his clothes. Qi Zhongxuan was stunned and flustered by the madness that was close to losing his mind, especially when he saw Zuo Chuan's red and swollen eye sockets and the tears that kept pouring out , gave up struggling, and let Zuo Chuan tear his clothes off.

Zuo Chuan stared closely at Qi Zhongxuan's abdomen, there was no knife wound, no bleeding, no...

Stretching out trembling hands to touch it, it was warm, warm, and filled with the rhythm of life...

"Zhongxuan?" Zuo Chuan lowered his head and kissed Qi Zhongxuan's abdomen. After a long time, he choked up and said: "I dreamed that you were injured and covered in blood. This is here, this place, then Long, such a long cut, blood, a lot of blood, it can't stop at all..."

Zuo Chuan began to cry, the tears wet Qi Zhongxuan's body, penetrated into his soul, got up and hugged him in his arms, and kissed his lips.

Recently, Zuo Chuan has been dreaming all the time. In the dream, he shouted his own name, doctor, blood, blood. Qi Zhongxuan didn't know what Zuo Chuan dreamed about. How can you not feel bad.

It wasn't until the person in his arms was obviously out of breath that Qi Zhongxuan let go of him, took the other's hand and placed it on his heart, and supported the other's chin with one hand, making his lover's eyes look directly at his own: " Chuan'er, do you feel it, I'm still jumping here, I'm fine, no injury, no blood, no..."

Zuo Chuan tilted his head, feeling the beating of Qi Zhongxuan's heart carefully and earnestly, sobbing his nose, not caring about the tears streaming down his face, he smiled foolishly: "It's okay, it's really okay..."

"Fool, of course it's okay, you're just having a nightmare." Qi Zhongxuan gently wiped the tears on Zuo Chuan's face, and softly comforted his lover's uneasy heart: "We have been together for almost 50 years, and we are old couples. How come you still worry about gains and losses."

Gently pulling him into his arms, Qi Zhongxuan followed Zuo Chuan's white hair: "I promised you that I wouldn't leave before you, did you forget?"

Zuo Chuan sniffled, and Qi Zhongxuan came out of Qi Zhongxuan's arms, his red and swollen eyes were like bunnies, both aggrieved and cute: "Zhongxuan, shall I tell you a story?"

Although he told himself repeatedly that it was just a dream, a dream, Zuo Chuan knew that what he dreamed was not a dream at all, but his and Qi Zhongxuan's past lives.

In the previous life, Qi Zhongxuan left after being stabbed in the abdomen, so vivid, so heart-piercing, how could it be fake.

"Then let's go to bed and lie on the bed first. After the doctor examines you, tell me, okay?" Zuo Chuan's face was so ugly, even he, who has always been physically weak, was much better than him, which made him How not to worry.

"Zhongxuan, do you believe in past lives and present lives?" Zuo Chuan shook his head, leaning on Qi Zhongxuan's heart, and said eloquently: "In the past, there was a person who went to college with his playmates from childhood to adulthood. after……"

Following Zuo Chuan's eloquence, a stern picture scroll opened in front of Qi Zhongxuan, the heart-piercing kind of unrequited love, the painful pain of being too late to regret, and the kind of bewilderment. Qi Zhongxuan suddenly covered his heart in regret, as if empathizing with him.

pain……

"Zhongxuan?" Sensing Qi Zhongxuan's strangeness, Zuo Chuan panicked and became confused, especially when he saw Qi Zhongxuan covering his heart and looking at him with a painful face, Zuo Chuan lost his voice, opened his lips several times, But he couldn't speak a single word.

"Chuan'er!" After the stabbing pain in his heart passed, Qi Zhongxuan hugged the sluggish man, licked the other's earlobe, and whispered his thoughts: "Chuan'er, it's okay, it's over, we are not living well now Is it?"