private romance

As long as you are still in the past, he will not go forward.

The two stick together every day, but it seems that such days are never enough.

Song Mingzheng takes care of He Tingzhao personally every day, feeds fish and arranges flowers in his spare time, and sometimes he will fiddle with cooking a dish in the kitchen for a long time, as if work has become the least important thing.Time ticks away, but people are ignorant, and it is hard to tell whether it is fast or slow.

It wasn't until the first snowfall in the city of S this year that He Tingzhao fell ill again.

That day, the outside of the window was covered with silver, and it was decorated with another world. In fact, it didn't look much different from the past.He Tingzhao said that thinking about watching the snow, it doesn't snow much in City S. Although the temperature is still not comparable to that of most northern regions, the cold current is coming, and it is much colder than before.

Song Mingzheng was reluctant to take him to see at first, thinking that it would be the same to take a few photos with his mobile phone and come back to look at them.Lovers are always weaker every winter than when it is hot, and generally speaking, they need to be more carefully maintained.

But he couldn't bear those gentle and expectant eyes.In fact, there is nothing wrong with him refusing, and he will not get any complaints or grievances. He Tingzhao will act like a baby at most and pass it by, and he doesn't even need to ask him to say sweet words to coax him.

There will be nothing, He Tingzhao is really sensible.It's just that such sensibleness always makes him feel guilty.

I didn't give you what should be given to you, and now I want to make you sad.

Song Mingzheng turned his head from the window, and had a brief silent exchange of eyes with He Tingzhao's in the air.Then he continued to change the flowers in the vase in front of the window, and went to wash his hands.Back on the bed, he held his neck carefully, and hugged his lover who was trapped in the soft quilt.This simple moving process caused a hoarse sound from He Tingzhao's throat. It was the discomfort caused by the sudden change of body position. Song Mingzheng didn't dare to use force, so he could only slowly and carefully lift him up from the bed.The servant changed the comfortable sheets, and every time I lay on them, I felt like I was lying on clouds, but to Song Mingzheng, the soft touch was not even as good as He Tingzhao himself, whose soft and boneless body was limp. Caught in his arms, every breath was quiet and weak.

It took a lot of time to carry the person into the wheelchair, but this time was not only waiting for He Tingzhao to recover in one breath, but also more of the time that belonged to the companionship between partners.

"Ah Zheng, I'm actually a little tired."

He Tingzhao leaned on the headrest and smiled. Song Mingzheng had just placed his right hand on his abdomen. Before his fingers were separated from his limbs, the slightly cool feeling suddenly amplified. The curled up paralyzed palm moved slightly. He rubbed lightly as he was about to leave.

That was the meaning of keeping him.

Song Mingzheng immediately held back his hands, his warm palms covered the coolness, and they warmed each other up almost instantly.He put one hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, leaned down slightly, and almost touched He Tingzhao's forehead, with a low and gentle voice, "Do you want to sleep again?"

"Don't sleep anymore." He Tingzhao shook his head, the shaking was very small, and only the hair on his forehead fell off, which made Song Mingzheng feel a little bit in front of his face. once."

The words were soft and soft, as if they were drifting faster and more silently than the snow outside the window. Song Mingzheng felt that every word made him feel heartbroken. He was already reticent, and he didn't know how to answer at this moment.So his lover looked at him like this, with silence and tenderness, with curved eyebrows and eyes, like the warmth that enveloped him in a snowy day.

"Come back later?" When Song Mingzheng spoke again, his voice was instantly tinged with tears, and he rubbed He Tingzhao's head, his hand was still fluffy, "If you like it, wait for the temperature to drop a little more The snow machine is pulled out, and a snowman can be built for a long time."

"Okay." He got a gentle response, but his breath always sounded much weaker than this time every year in the past.Occasionally Song Mingzheng would regret why he knew every part of his lover's body so well. He took care of every part of his lover's body with all his heart. In exchange for such an unstoppable result, he also had a slow death that he could not deceive himself. Aren't you going to be hospitalized? That pile of one looks like me, when I'm not at home, it stays with you at home."

"No." Song Mingzheng turned around and took a blanket from the bed to cover He Tingzhao, then went to help him turn on the oxygen machine behind the wheelchair, and put the oxygen on for him very carefully.In fact, these things can be done by servants or nurses, but he needs to do some things himself to avoid those questions that are difficult for him to answer or face. Perhaps it has slowly developed to this moment, Song Mingzheng has become cowardly enough to What he avoided was even the eyes of his loved one, "Snow will melt."

The snow will melt and leave me.

"I'll be back when the snow melts."

As if he knew what he was thinking, He Tingzhao blinked his eyes, his black pupils glowed with water, and every bit of it was shining in Song Mingzheng's heart, "Is it?"

This sentence is not answered.In the past, he would always respond to He Tingzhao decisively, even if he was hoarse, he would have to get a confirmation.But since that day when he was picked up from the dungeon, Song Mingzheng no longer seemed to have that kind of resolute courage, not because he promised to let go of Mu Chenyuan, let go of this donor whom he had painstakingly cultivated for a year .It's because he couldn't find the kind of breath in He Tingzhao who was willing to move forward, as if it wasn't just a heart that voluntarily gave up, and he could find another donor when the donor was gone. Made a two-handed plan.Throughout the year, he has never stopped exploring in various libraries around the world, and all donation information will be mobilized to him as soon as possible.According to the degree of deterioration of He Tingzhao's body, if they take care of it carefully, they still have at least a few years to wait for a truly suitable donor.

He Tingzhao seemed to be tired, or maybe he just couldn't figure it out for a while.Song Mingzheng was waiting, but he felt more scared than ever.This question has been haunting his mind countless times these days, it will pop up anytime and anywhere, disrupting all his thoughts, and making him think about everything.

What if He Tingzhao is going to die.He felt tired and didn't want to live anymore, he felt that he wasn't taking care of himself well enough, and he felt that the paralyzed life bored him.In fact, every item is enough to persuade Song Mingzheng to let go, even without a reason, as long as He Tingzhao thinks, he should obediently do it.

So what to do, baby, I can't look at you like this.If you die, I will die, but I am still young, and I still have everything I have achieved so hard. If I just ask my inner voice, I really want to live.

live with you.

The voice of the last question was so soft that Song Mingzheng didn't even know if He Tingzhao was asking him or if he was talking to himself in a low voice.

Xiao Zhao, you are actually very scared, right?

He leaned down and touched He Tingzhao's lips, it was already quite a lingering kiss for them.

"As for me... I just want to watch the snow fall with you. But I don't like waiting, I'm afraid of being alone."

Baby, look, it's actually you who pamper me, we understand each other this way.

So even if Song Mingzheng is not afraid of the sky, he is not afraid of the earth.

I will also say that I am afraid in front of you.

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