private romance

In fairy tales, the little prince always kisses the dragon.

Song Mingzheng also felt a little cold after standing outside the door for a long time.But he didn't leave, and he didn't find a place to sit down. Instead, he kept leaning against the glass, and he didn't know how long he stood there.He Tingzhao blinked at him, indicating that he wanted him to go back.

I just want to take a look at you and reassure me.

Song Mingzheng took out his phone and downloaded an app called Marquee.Most of this software is only used by star fans. The mobile phone typing and scrolling barrage can be displayed on the entire screen, which is very conspicuous.Song Mingzheng obviously didn't have this kind of hobby. He never liked to play with these fancy things. The APPs were downloaded and deleted in his mobile phone, and downloaded again when needed, which showed his tangled and helpless heart.

This software is only used for Song Mingzheng to type for He Tingzhao to read at these times.

If he can't see it later.

If he can't see.

Song Mingzheng didn't dare to think about it again, if fate was cruel and slowly deprived his lover of everything, would the life he saved be considered a part of fate, and also a part of cruelty.

But no matter what, I can't let you go.

He was typing on the screen. He Tingzhao had been taken good care of all these years, and there were very few moments when he was so seriously ill.So Song Mingzheng couldn't get used to it again.

"Honey, I'm late."

I'm the one who came late and kept you waiting for a long time.

I shouldn't be afraid to see you, I shouldn't have avoided you before, I shouldn't have gone to France, or many years ago, I shouldn't have been with you.

In fact, after such a long time, it is meaningless to discuss these things any more.But Song Mingzheng didn't feel that whipping himself was an unbearable bondage. Facing his lover all the time, he only felt comfortable with atonement.

"I'll accompany you."

Song Mingzheng set the scrolling speed of the screen to the slowest and scrolled repeatedly.It was convenient for He Tingzhao to lie in it and read every word clearly. His little prince was breathing hard, with a weakness that he rarely saw, and then slowly shook his head at him.

The movement was slight, not even a shake, it could only be regarded as a tap.

He declined companionship.

I just want to see you, Zheng, go back to sleep.

Some hurdles can be passed. You don’t have to run straight forward. You must first understand where the way forward is.

too late.He Tingzhao was lying unconscious in the ward, he couldn't see Song Mingzheng's face very clearly, every cell in his body was screaming in pain.I don't know why, he doesn't understand those medical terms, but he is extra sleepy.

But after all, he has been lying in bed for so many years, so he actually had an estimate.He knows what time it is, which is a characteristic that healthy people don't have.

Go back to sleep, you probably haven't had a good rest, get a good night's sleep.

I want to see you, I'm not angry, and I don't want to threaten you.He Tingzhao turned his head hard with negligible strength, wanting to see Song Mingzheng outside the glass wall more.

He Zeng was not his lover, his boy, the dragon and his prince.

With your temper, how do I know what you will do.You have to let me see it, so I can rest assured.

Song Mingzheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his delicate face was like frost, but suddenly it melted away like a spring breeze. He smiled gently at He Tingzhao, which was a completely subconscious reaction, without any foreshadowing or thoughts.Then he stretched out his uninjured right hand and pointed to the passage to show He Tingzhao, which meant that he was going back.

The person on the bed moved, as if he had received his message, Song Mingzheng bowed his head and typed a line.

"Baby, have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow, good night, I love you."

In fact, talking too much is nonsense, as long as there is I love you, it is more like a gentleness that is concealed.

He turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

There were two rows of chairs facing each other by the glass wall. Song Mingzheng just picked a seat and sat down. Originally, there must have been some family members here in twos and threes.It's just that all the patients were sent away by his relationship, so he was the only family member left.

In fact, even if there were people, Song Mingzheng would not know how to talk to others, but when he was really the only one left in the long corridor, he always seemed extraordinarily lonely.

Once you come, you won't leave again.

He Tingzhao won't do anything inside, or if something happens, he won't be able to play any role anywhere.

But when he came, he really couldn't leave.

The city was the same as usual this night, except that some people had sweet dreams and some had sleepless nights, and there were probably some people who were muddled and in pain.

Song Mingzheng sat at the door of the intensive care unit and waited all night, feeling as if he was ignorant.When the nurse passed by in the morning, and the patient's family members passed by in twos and threes, his mind was suddenly awakened and he was brought back to this world.

Moving his body, Song Mingzheng almost didn't even change his posture overnight.He stood up and took a few steps. His first reaction was to smoke a cigarette, but his arms were slightly numb. Sitting on this small seat this night had poor blood circulation. Listen to Zhao Ping's one percent numbness.

After thinking about it, he simply gave up on it.

Song Mingzheng glanced quietly along the glass, He Tingzhao probably fell into a coma, but after this night, his condition has stabilized a lot, which made Song Mingzheng a little relieved.

Only then did he remember that he had left his coat downstairs, while it was still early.Song Mingzheng was going to go back and take his clothes and find a nearby place to take a shower and shave his beard. In the afternoon, he would come to see He Tingzhao during the visiting hours.

Go downstairs and open the door, Mu Chenyuan has already woken up, and their eyes are facing each other.Song Mingzheng was a little surprised, it was only five o'clock in the morning, he shouldn't have gotten up so early.

Mu Chenyuan has already got out of bed, and it looks like he has already washed up.He also didn't seem to expect Song Mingzheng to come back suddenly at this time, just like last night he didn't expect Song Mingzheng to come suddenly, leave suddenly, and get angry suddenly.

The two were silent with each other for a while, and Mu Chenyuan rarely spoke first without chirping, even if it was a question.He quickly withdrew his gaze, pretending that there was no such person in the air, and then turned the wheel on his own, preparing to walk out the door.

"Where are you going? What are you running around?"

Song Mingzheng didn't even bother to move, he stretched out a leg and directly hooked Mu Chenyuan's wheelchair. His strength was so great that he couldn't push it even if he pushed it hard.

"If you can go out, I can't?" Mu Chenyuan rolled his eyes, and shot back with a gun and a stick.He looked at Song Mingzheng's appearance and guessed that he must have not slept or slept very little last night. He was a little distressed at first, but seeing that he had no intention of reflecting on himself, his temper came up again, "Why, show off that you have legs, right? ?”

"Why are you so nervous early in the morning?" Song Mingzheng was annoyed by his few words, and he hooked his legs back roughly, "I'm very sleepy now, and I don't want to quarrel with you."

Mu Chenyuan's tears were about to come down, he felt that he was wronged.In the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep too soundly, he had to turn over by himself, seeing that the sprained foot yesterday was really swollen.He picked it up and saw that the soles of his feet had become bruised and congested, and his toes were swollen. There was nothing he could do, so he thought of going to the doctor to have a look at it earlier, so as not to avoid too many people during the peak period.

He fell and sprained because he was worried about Song Mingzheng, but Song Mingzheng didn't remember it at all.

It seems that people who don't love themselves can't love others.

He glanced at Song Mingzheng's arm, and was deeply convinced of this sentence.

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