Facing scumbags, I choose BE

It has been 24 hours since the surgery.

Lin Yiran looked at the people in the ward, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was no blood on his lips.

The invited experts said that after waking up within two days, with adjuvant treatment and proper conditioning, the life cycle can be delayed later.

But now, one day has passed, and Jing Huan still hasn't responded at all, but the electrocardiogram still shows weak breathing.

He must pull Jing Huan back from the hand of death and live a few more years.

He suffered too much before, but now, he wants to give him a comfortable living environment.

Lin Yan is also getting married soon.

He pursed his lips tightly, Jing Huan like this, how could he attend Lin Yan's wedding.

As for Chu Qing.

Before entering the operating table, Jing Huan told him that if he couldn't get off the stage, he would help him scatter his ashes like a jungle or a seaside. If he survived, he hoped that he would never see that person again in the days to come.

Lin Yiran naturally knew what he meant.

Chu Qing had already found out where they lived before, and Jing Huan didn't want to go back.

However, there are more than one or two houses in their forest on this side.

When Jing Huan woke up, he took him to another place where he could rest and recuperate, and recuperate slowly.

The mood of waiting is always anxious.

Seeing the drops on the top of his head slowly falling, Lin Yiran's mood also continued to drop.

Finally, the person sleeping on the bed slowly blinked his lower eyelashes.

Lin Yiran's silent heart suddenly came alive.

He leaned over, with unconcealable joy on his face: "Jing Huan."

After calling softly, Jing Huan finally squinted his eyes and looked at him without focus.

Seeing him open his eyes, Lin Yiran finally felt relieved.

The doctor said that as long as he can wake up after the operation, recuperate well and live for another three to five years, there is no problem.

Jing Huan looked at him and suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze.

"I'm not dead?"

Lin Yiran nodded: "Yes, you survived."

Life can last several years.

Jing Huan slowly recalled that he really got off the operating table.

Although it cannot be cured, but at this moment he does not need s.

As for the future, three years, four years, that is a long time later, who knows what will happen in the future, it is good to be alive now.

He didn't want to say a word, his body was still uncomfortable, but his eyes were shining brightly when he looked at Lin Yiran.

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———The other side.

"Mr. Chu, these are all authoritative figures among the cancer experts we contacted. Please take a look at these materials."

Chu Qing anxiously looked at a few pages, then said, "Bring it directly, the price is negotiable."

Jing Huan's illness can't wait now, he just wants to take someone there as soon as possible to give him the best treatment.

"Yes." The assistant replied.

Chu Qing looked out the window, hoping that Jing Huan could wait for him.

Every day when he came back, he walked on eggshells, trembling with fear.

Every night, when I dream back, it is the bits and pieces of being with Jing Huan.

Recently, he has been in such a trance that he smells either of alcohol or cigarettes.

He didn't touch this at all before.

However, mishaps soon occurred.

Just when he was about to contact all the medical teams, he was going to take them to S City.

Lin Yiran called: "He is dead."

Chu Qing felt dizzy and dizzy for a while, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

died?

An unacceptable ending.

"I don't believe it." Chu Qing's eyes were red and her voice was choked up.

How could he die in just a few days?

Jing Huan said that he should bring a good doctor to see him.

That means that they still have a turning point.

Lin Yiran said: "His condition deteriorated very quickly. I performed an emergency operation on him, which was very risky. After the operation, there was a serious rejection reaction, and in the end—"

Chu Qing could no longer listen.

Lin Yiran's last sentence was: "He walked away very safely, feeling extremely free and easy and peaceful. He hopes that you will live well and don't think about him."

After speaking, Lin Yiran hung up the phone.

Looking at the black screen of the phone, Lin Yiran felt extremely happy.

Since Jing Huan didn't want to see this person again, he should simply stop his thoughts completely.

He had already found someone to do his tricks, even if Chu Qing didn't believe it and came to investigate, he could still handle it.

In private, his contacts exchanged the name of a person who died of cancer unexpectedly in the hospital with Jing Huan, and the other person had already entered the crematorium. When Chu Qing came, he could only see a box of ashes.

But the real Jing Huan has already been arranged by him to recuperate in his territory.

Whether that man is sad or letting go, anyway, the rest of Jing Huan's life has nothing to do with him.

Lin Yiran felt that this ending was the best.

It is also the best for Chu Qing, he will feel guilty and resentful all his life because of this, and he will always feel guilty, which makes Lin Yiran feel extremely happy, Chu Qing should be punished like this.

Now, he should be rushing to knock on the door of the house they lived in before.

No matter how he knocked on the door or searched, he would never find Jing Huan again.

He could never find Jing Huan in his life.

He made the arrangements, and when he went to Chuqing, he asked someone to give him a fake urn, and asked him to take the box home and slowly repent of his sins.

In this life, his soul should not want to live in peace and freedom.

two months later.

"Half a year ago, I never thought that I still have the present." With a smile on her face, Jing Huan stood in a field of flowers, bent over and sniffed the fragrance of the roses.

These blooming flowers symbolize the nascent, like him, complete rebirth.

Lin Yiran found the best doctor for him, and tried his best to treat him and take care of him every day.

Jing Huan was extremely grateful.

Today, he took Jing Huan out for an outing.

There are many people in this small park, and the air is filled with the scent of various flowers.

A water windmill next to it rotates there, and the scenery is very beautiful.

Lin Yiran held the camera in his hand, snapping a few shots in succession.

Jing Huan is still very photogenic, her face under the camera looks like those entertainment idol stars.

His eyes finally had the yearning for life again, he was no longer lifeless, and finally regained his confidence and courage in facing life.

Lin Yiran was extremely pleased.

In more than two months, Jing Huan's body has almost recovered, and the medicine is still taken every day. As for when the next attack will occur, no one knows.

It can only be prevented step by step.

But the current state is already the best.

As for Chu Qing.

Hearing from his subordinates, they gave him the urn, and the man burst into tears on the spot, disregarding his face at the beginning, like a tearful man, he carried the box of ashes and finally boarded the car in the twilight depression leave.

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"Huanhuan, eat more." Chu Qing put a piece of meat next to a small pie, very gently and carefully.

"Brother made this by himself. In the past, didn't you say that I seldom cook, do you want to eat it? Now I have learned cooking alone. Just tell me what you want to eat. From now on, I will make it for you every day." Chu Qing's voice was full of infinite doting, as if Jing Huan was right in front of his eyes, he was just asleep, and the few

Will wake up in an hour.

Up to now, he still can't accept the fact that Jing Huan just left like this.

Why did he leave that day?

He shouldn't have left, even if Jing Huan asked him to leave, he wouldn't leave, so he should guard him every step of the way.

He could order others to find a doctor and expert, why did he come to find it by himself, and miss the last time with Jing Huan.

Every time she thinks of this, Chu Qing finds it hard to accept herself.

Every moment of every day, he was thinking about the stupid things he did during Jing Huan's illness.

Thinking of the ugly words he scolded Jing Huan, thinking of his countless excuses to work overtime day and night and stay out at night.

Thinking of Jing Huan preparing the meal and waiting for him all night, thinking of him at home

Do his laundry and take care of the house while he just doesn't care and goes out to feast and feast.

Chu Qing's whole body seemed to be sucked out of air, and her chest was so stuffy that she couldn't support it.

He wanted to find Jing Huan, but Jing Huan finally said: let him live well.

He understood what Jing Huan meant, and it must be for him to repent and reflect in this world.

Let him live alone in pain and despair, Jing Huan is punishing him.

Let him feel the heartbreak he felt before.

Chu Qing hugged his head and began to sob. In the room they lived between, from the beginning of sobbing at the sound of the flute to the pain of losing his voice later, he was always like this during this time, thinking about it made him want to cry.

His Huanhuan came here to fight with him, and he lost him halfway, and he could never find him again.

Chu Qing's loathing for him became more and more serious, he went home only when he went to work, and he turned down all social engagements.

During the day, he works to numb himself, and at night, holding the empty air, he recalls the sweetness that he did not cherish in the past.

the other side.

Zhao Jin pinched Qian Yu, with a contemptuous expression on her face: "The gold master's father doesn't want you anymore, come into my brother's arms and feel good."

Qian Yu tilted her head and spat at him, with disdain in her eyes: "You rotten thing."

If Chu Qing didn't want him, it wouldn't be the turn of a disgusting thing like Zhao Jin to take over.

It's all because of him, taking the money and sending the photo to Chu Qing, it's really fucking shameless.

He shouldn't believe in this beastly thing.

Zhao Jin was spit out, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and then she slapped her: "Bah, you thought you were that noble young master before? You don't deserve it, either? Oh, I hear Said to be

You post it yourself, but no one accepts it. "

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jin laughed.

Qian Yu's face was turned away, his fists were clenched tightly, what Zhao Jin said was not completely wrong, who made the person he likes unusual, and others looked down on him.

He just fell in love with the wrong person, but his love was right.

Can't he follow his heart and like what he likes?

Zhao Jin exerted force on his hands, but Qian Yu couldn't struggle, and was forced to bear the weight on his head. His tears slowly rolled down the corner of his eyes, leaving Chu Qing, he was nothing.

Zhao Jin bullied him like this, he could only suffer like this.

There are so many paths, he chose to like Chuqing, fell in love with a fickle person, the ending was not satisfactory after all.

From the initial struggle to the later giving up resistance, in the days to come, he was the same as anyone else. The fire in his body was ignited by someone, and then he began to cooperate in a trance.

Another month passed.

Tonight, after taking a bath, Jing Huan sat on the bed in loose pajamas. He looked at Lin Yiran who also liked to take a bath.

"You helped me so much, didn't you think about anything else?"

Jing Huan also pondered for many days, and finally spoke tonight.

Originally, he thought that he would die, but now he can still live for a few days.

Lin Yiran's countless times of help made him heave a sigh of relief.

He is not a person who does not know what to pay back, and he also knows that Lin Yiran has no shortage of material things.

Although he never asked for anything when he stayed by his side, Jing Huan understood the thoughts of adults.

He is already in good health, and he doesn't want to owe him this all the time.

Lin Yiran's eyes sank, he approached Jing Huan, and naturally hoped to have a more intimate move towards the person he liked, but he also knew that Jing Huan could not accept him now, and the scar in his heart might not heal.

He doesn't want to force him.

"I thought about it...but, I won't..." He was thinking about how to say it better.

Jing Huan said: "I know what you mean, but I don't seem to have anything to repay you except myself."

Lin Yiran was suddenly unhappy: "I didn't stay here just to be with you.. I took care of you voluntarily. I never thought that you would have to give me something in return."

Seems a little insulted.

Lin Yiran frowned slightly.

Jing Huan changed his tone and smiled: "I'm sorry, I know it's not appropriate to say this, but I really don't know what to thank you for except myself."

He doesn't want to owe anyone too much.

Lin Yiran pursed his lips, and finally said, "You, you still..."

has he forgotten the past

If he doesn't forget, then he will never take advantage of it. It's true that he likes him, but he doesn't need to ask for it in return.

Although I feel more or less that this is a temptation in my heart, if I push the boat along the way, it will be done.

Lin Yiran just disdains to do this, he hopes that what he does is to make Jing Huan willing to see his good side, instead of making compromises for his gratitude.

"Slowly, I will always forget it completely. Now that I think of him, I don't have any emotional ups and downs. It's true."

Jing Huan looked at him with bright eyes, the more he thought about Chu Qing, the less he wanted to mention such a person.

Lin Yiran hugged him: "That's good."

He'll give him some more time until he completely forgets about this person.

"However, I heard that he recently set up a foundation in your name." After thinking about it, Lin Yiran still said it out.

Jing Huan was puzzled: "What?"

"He established a breast cancer foundation, which is a charitable organization called Qinghuan Charity, which specializes in providing treatment for those suffering from cancer."

Jing Huan was relieved for a moment, then laughed: "He just wants to make his conscience more stable and make himself feel better."

He knew too well, because he didn't see himself for the last time, he must be full of regrets and couldn't forgive himself.

Just, what's the point of doing this?

Naming it after the two of them no longer meant anything to him.

His feelings for Chu Qing will only become less and less, until he will never think about this person again.

But he can use the money in his hand to do charity, even if he is looking for peace of mind, he can still help some people.

He was neither moved nor pleased when he heard it, but felt that it had nothing to do with him.

What will happen to him in the future, Chu Qing is meaningless to Jing Huan.

"You don't want tonight, you will have no chance in the future." Jing Huan stopped thinking clearly, turned to look at Lin Yiran, smiled and lay down and tightened the quilt.

Lin Yiran listened, thought for a while, then slid in, smiling brightly: "Think about it carefully, I regret it."

Jing Huan shook her head and reached out to hug him tightly.

The long night is slowly coming, and there are countless dawns to come.

The past is over, and it is wisest to grasp the present, no matter how long you can live, at least let the present live without regret.