Little slag run

Di Que sits by the fountain in front of Navona Square and feeds the pigeons, watching the flocks of white pigeons rising or falling in a broad view, forming a quiet and beautiful scene with the artistic sculptures in the distance and the well-dressed and bright crowd. landscape.

After all, Asian men as eye-catching as him are rare, so just sitting there has attracted a high rate of turning heads.

Some cheerful and courageous men and women would come to strike up a conversation and ask him if he would like to make friends or go for a drink together. Di Que always refused with a smile.

Di Que sighed, threw out the last bit of bread crumbs in his hand, and turned his back to the sky in a daze.

A long-haired beauty in a miniskirt walked by. Di Que glanced subconsciously, and immediately felt a few piercing gazes from behind. He quickly retracted his gaze, and the old monk continued to be in a daze.

What does he call a guest vacation now? It's obviously under house arrest.

It had been more than a month since he first arrived in Rome, and Di Que thought that China must have officially classified him as a missing person.

In the first few days, Ivan accompanied him around Rome, and he became more cheerful, and he had no time to think about the mess in China.It's just that Ivan seems to be very busy, and gradually he can spend less and less time with him. Only then did Di Que realize that in Rome, Ivan has become the focus of his life.

Before leaving, Di Que threw away his mobile phone angrily, intending to make a complete break with his past life, but at this moment he regretted it very much.

His credit card was also ruthlessly suspended, and he could only live on Ivan.

When Ivan was not there, he hid in the house alone, not daring to come into contact with other vicious crowds.

Gradually, Di Que began to miss home and Chen Feng.

All of his time was spared at once, so that he had the opportunity to think about many things clearly. The way he ran away impulsively and irresponsibly at that time was really a crime worthy of death.

The same thing happened with Chen Feng, even if he really cheated him, he should ask him face to face, beat or scold him, there must always be a result, it is better than such a unilateral evasion, which is still unclear in the end.

It's just that he took the wrong first step, and his courage to recover later became weaker and weaker.

Although living in Rome is not free, but when he thinks that he will face deeper blame when he returns home or the truth about Chen Feng deceiving himself, Di Que's unsteady little heart retreats again.

He lingered on the choice of surrendering himself or not, secretly following the news of B&D, thinking that if the situation improved, he would go back.

Although Ivan's attitude towards him was still gentle and generous, it was just that when his face changed drastically and he yelled at his subordinates, he was really ferocious, which made Di Que feel a kind of fear of Ivan from the bottom of his heart.

Several times he used Jiu Jin to propose to Ivan that he wanted to return to China, but Ivan half-coaxed and half-persuaded him to stay.

Di Que thought, Ivan was determined not to let him go, and if he wanted to leave, he might have to sneak away.

But he has no status in Rome, and it is impossible to leave through normal channels. After thinking about it, he can only find opportunities to ask others for help.

Ivan often went out to do errands, and would order his subordinates to watch Di Que.

Those five big and three rough subordinates only regarded him as the lover brought back by Ivan, so they guarded him extremely strictly, as if he was afraid that he would hook up with others and run away.

At first, Ivan did not agree to let Di Que go out alone without his company, saying that it was out of safety considerations, but he could not withstand Di Que's strong request, and finally compromised, agreeing to send his men along the way to protect his safety.

So "protection" became "surveillance". Wherever Di Que went, four or five of his subordinates followed him.

As long as Di Que spoke more than three sentences with strangers in broken English, someone would definitely come up to stop him and slam them away ferociously.

After coming and going, Di Que realized that he was simply under house arrest in disguise.

Di Que plucked up his courage several times, intending to make it clear to Ivan and let him send him back to China, but Ivan's face became darker and darker in the past few days. Di Que guessed that he might have had friction with other gangs, so he Time and time again to delay the showdown with Yifan.

The more he thought about himself, the more useless he became, so he made up his mind that no matter whether Ivan was in a happy mood or not, he would make a break tonight.

He looked back at the few mafia who were still standing not far away and watched him directly, patted his buttocks and stood up.

Those people immediately waited in full force, put out their cigarettes, and made a gesture to follow.

Suddenly he was slapped on the shoulder, and Di Que turned around in shock. Before he could see the person coming, he was grabbed by the hand and dragged away to run.

The mafia boys were all startled, and hurriedly chased after him.

Di Que was led quickly through the crowded commercial alleys. Looking at the tall and strong familiar figure in front of him, he was suddenly choked up with joy and couldn't speak.

"Yet……"

"You fucking run faster! Get rid of those idiots and see how I deal with you!" The man in front said aggressively.

Di Que burst into tears immediately, he is an M, why does Shang Shiyao's familiar accent sound so kind now!

The few people behind were chasing the two of them, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get rid of them.

They seemed to have scruples about Di Que, so they just yelled and didn't draw out their guns to shoot.

Shang Shiyao had no locals who were familiar with the terrain. Seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, Di Que also ran out of breath and gave up: "Shang Shiyao, you go first, I will be fine."

"Shut up!" Shang Shiyao yanked him again, and overturned the small jewelry stall next to him with one hand, trying to stop the people behind.

"Sorry."

When Shang Shiyao saw that Di Que was still leisurely apologizing to the screaming female stall owner, he was so angry that he wanted to kick her.

"How much trouble do you have to cause us before you are willing? I really want to strangle you to death!"

Di Que was already out of breath from being chased, his eyes darkened for a while, and he panted, "Why are you here?"

"What do you think? Not only I'm here, but Chen Feng is also here." Shang Shiyao took Di Que to a road, and ran to stop a taxi on the side of the road.

"What?" Di Que's heart rushed to his throat, he was excited and nervous, his steps stopped, and he was tripped by a dog eating shit.

"You idiot!" Shang Shiyao saw that Di Que had fallen, and hurriedly turned around and dragged him up to continue running.

"Why did Chen Feng come? What about others?"

"He's looking for Ivan to ask for someone, can you run faster first and then talk!"

Di Que's heart tightened, and he lost his mind in an instant, letting Shang Shiyao grab him and run along the road in a daze.

What does it mean for Chen Feng to come all the way to find him? Before Di Que could think about it, he was pushed into a taxi by Shang Shiyao.

Shang Shiyao pushed him into the car, and then wanted to squeeze in, but the taxi suddenly accelerated, leaving Shang Shiyao far behind, and speeding forward with Di Que alone.

Di Que swayed left and right and was almost thrown out of the car. He quickly closed the door and asked the driver loudly, "What's up?"

The driver didn't speak, and drove straight forward with a straight face.

Di Que felt something was wrong at this time. He turned around and couldn't see Shang Shiyao's figure. He wanted to get out of the car but found that the car door was locked. He looked at the driver inexplicably, but it was a strange face, not like Ivan's men.

Di Que panicked and fidgeted in the back seat and yelled loudly, ordering the driver to stop the car.

"Shutup!" The driver suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Di Que. Di Que was frightened and froze on the seat, refusing to move.

Di Que sat in the car dripping with cold sweat, seeing the scenery in front of him becoming more and more unfamiliar, and in a blink of an eye, he came to a place he had never been to before.

The driver drove into an abandoned factory and stopped in front of a large warehouse.

There was a person in a black suit waiting in front of the warehouse. When the car arrived, he pointed a gun at Di Que and led him into the warehouse.

Before Di Que was happy to see the dawn, he suddenly fell into unreasonable danger. At this time, he was about to cry but had no tears.

He obediently cooperated with the group of desperadoes, hoping that this was Ivan's trick to keep him.

When Di Que entered the warehouse, he was pushed aside. He didn't dare to run away, and quietly waited for the group of people's actions.

After a while, a tall man who looked like a leader walked in, followed by a group of subordinates.

Di Que was squatting on the ground, gradually buried in the man's shadow.

He raised his head, and there was a long scar on the man's square face, which was set off by the dusty light behind him, making it inexplicably hideous.

Di Que swallowed his saliva, stood up involuntarily and moved back.

The man said something with a sly smile, grabbed Di Que's clothes and tore off a sleeve.

"Ah!" Di Que turned pale with fright, and immediately ran away, but was caught by two strong men and dragged back.

The scarred face laughed out loud, reaching out to touch Di Que's face.

Although Di Que didn't understand what the Italians were talking about, he was sensitively aware that he had entered the wolf's den. No matter who the other party was, those naked eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

With his mere strength alone, how could he resist this group of thugs...

Di Que watched himself being pushed against the wall, with his hands up and down, forced to nowhere, so he rolled his eyes and fell heavily on the ground, pretending to be dizzy.

He took a risk, betting that the tastes of this group of people were not so serious as to rape corpses. As expected, he was lucky to be pushed twice, and those people muttered and dispersed.

Di Que breathed a sigh of relief at first, secretly happy to have escaped.

But when he lay on the cold and wet floor, his body became stiff within a short while, his muscles were sore and sore, he dared not open his eyes or move, unable to see the situation around him, the time passed extremely long, and he could only rely on Hearing to distinguish the surrounding movement.

After an unknown amount of time, Di Que was still standing there, his muscles almost convulsed from the long-term tension.

He couldn't hold on anymore, so he sneaked a few times, but was immediately grabbed vigorously.

He opened his eyes in horror, only to find two men in black glaring at him.

This time it's really dead.

Di Que gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, waiting for the fist to fall, but unexpectedly heard the sound of an explosion-like gunshot outside.

Those two people were also shocked when they heard the gunshots, and immediately left Di Que aside and rushed out with the other partners. For a while, the gunshots outside were more intensely intertwined.

Di Que looked around at the empty warehouse, turning around like a headless chicken, but he dared not run out the door at this moment.

What should we do now?There must be a fight outside.

Are Shang Shiyao and Chen Feng looking for them?impossible.If it was them, the movement would not be so big.

That must be Ivan bringing his hands down to save him...

Di Que firmly swore that as long as he could escape from the tiger's mouth today, he would immediately leave for the country and never stay in this dangerous place again.

Suddenly the iron door of the warehouse was slammed open, and a man was shot and fell down, followed by another one.

Di Que was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, he sat down on the ground, his mouth opened wide in horror and he couldn't speak.

The life-and-death struggle scenes that only appear in this kind of movie are vividly exposed before his eyes, which stimulates his nerves.

Di Que watched the thick blood flow out to the ground, trembling and wanted to escape, but unfortunately his legs had already betrayed him at this moment, so limp that he couldn't exert any strength.

A stray bullet scraped past Di Que's ear, and Di Que woke up and found that his life was exposed to a hail of bullets.

"Help... help..." Di Que lay down on the ground and slowly crawled into the warehouse, trying to hide behind the shelter.

The gunfire outside gradually slowed down, mixed with the sound of cursing and roaring.

Di Que faintly heard Ivan's voice, and hope gradually rose in his heart, thinking that as long as he persisted, he would be saved.

Di Que was crawling forward tremblingly, but there was a chaotic scuffle sound and gunshots behind him.

He turned his face away in panic, only to see a black figure rushing towards him. Before he could cry out in surprise, he was hugged tightly by that person and rolled aside, narrowly dodging a flying bullet.

Chen Feng!

Wrapped in the long-lost breath, Di Que's heart almost jumped out of his chest immediately, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his fingers tightly grabbed Chen Feng's clothes.

"Aren't you going to give up until you die?" Chen Feng yelled angrily, but he hugged him even tighter.

The tears that Di Que had held back for a long time finally burst out, and he hid in Chen Feng's arms and began to cry loudly, as if he had been relying on the anxiety and fear of being helpless for a long time.

Di Que caught a glimpse of stubble growing on Chen Feng's chin, and his eyes were still bloodshot, and his heart was inexplicably pulled together, with extremely complicated emotions.

Chen Feng had always looked like a neat and elegant elite, so Di Que didn't even dare to think about such a haggard and downcast appearance.

"Chen Feng..." Di Que almost forgot the current situation on the front line of life and death, and let Chen Feng hold him in his arms, dazed in a daze.

Chen Feng tugged at him, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, follow me and hide over there. Ivan will take care of everything outside."

Only then did Di Que realize that it was Chen Feng and Yifan who joined forces to rescue him, so he felt more at ease, and slowly moved forward while being protected by Chen Feng.

Di Que was about to go around behind the tall wooden box, but suddenly felt his back sink, and was suddenly crushed to the ground by Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, what are you doing?" Di Que was taken aback, and hurriedly elbowed Chen Feng.

However, Chen Feng pressed warmly on his body without moving, without any response.

Di Que turned around with difficulty, but saw Chen Feng lying on his body like a corpse, his eyes were dyed bright red.

impossible……

The world in front of Di Que was just so still. He didn't remember whether he was still breathing, but he only remembered tremblingly stretching out his hand to push Chen Feng, and the sticky and hot touch made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

"Chen Feng...Chen Feng! Stop joking..." Di Que begged Chen Feng to raise his head and smile at him the next moment, but it just kept getting more blood.

Ivan and his men rushed over, but Di Que was completely unresponsive.

He hugged Chen Feng's body blankly, touched the back of Chen Feng's head, and felt that there was still heat gushing out there.

Di Que's eyes went dark, and he couldn't see or hear anything.

In front of the operating room of Rome City Hospital, Di Que was still sitting in a numb state at the door, while Shang Shiyao was not far away while the police took a statement, and glanced at Di Que's state from time to time.

The one who kidnapped Di Que was Ivan's nemesis in Rome, and there was a fight almost every day.

As early as when Di Que first arrived in Rome, he was targeted by the opponent, but Di Que was always accompanied by a few brothers, making it difficult for people to find a chance to attack.

The other party identified Di Que as Ivan's new love, and kidnapped him for nothing more than to coerce Ivan to hand over the ruling power of a region.

When Chen Feng found Ivan and asked him to hand over Di Que, Ivan was receiving a blackmail call, and immediately rushed to rescue Di Que without saying a word.

Chen Feng followed Ivan as a matter of course, but Ivan firmly opposed it, but Chen Feng said: "My people, there is no reason for other men to save them."

When Ivan solved the trouble and rushed to Di Que, Chen Feng had already been shot in the head and fell on Di Que.

Di Que was covered in blood, his eyes were wide open, but he was quiet and scary, as if his whole mind had been taken away.

When Ivan found out that Chen Feng was still breathing, he immediately called the police and sent him to the hospital.

Naturally, they couldn't be arrested for gang fights, so Ivan found Shang Shiyao, who was waiting for news with some of his men, to take care of Di Que, and hid back to his lair with a group of killed brothers.

The police heard that it was the mafia that killed the innocent, so they only interrogated a few words as a matter of routine, and reported the situation to the special anti-mafia department. On the contrary, Di Que's lack of identity certificate was a serious matter. No matter what Shang Shiyao explained, the police Take them back to the police station.

Shang Shiyao had no choice but to contact Ivan again. Half an hour later, the police left temporarily, but asked Shang Shiyao to complete Di Que's identity certificate as soon as possible.

After Shang Shiyao finished dealing with the police, he came back and sat beside Di Que, hugged him in his arms, and waited with him for the end of the operation.

Di Que was cold all over, leaning against Shang Shiyao without making a sound, still without any reaction.

Shang Shiyao couldn't help being angry, but he was afraid of irritating him even more, so he didn't dare to speak too harshly.

"I've heard about you from my cousin. Even if your brother-in-law beats you, you can't just run away without saying a word. Do you know that we've been looking for you like crazy for this month. "

Ivan took Di Que to leave through an illegal channel. Chen Feng and Shang Shiyao tried their best to find out that Ivan had brought Di Que back to his base in Rome.

Di Que blinked and continued to remain indifferent.

"I know you are still blaming Chen Feng for not helping you at that time, but this time I have to help Chen Feng to say something fair. Chen Feng also had problems with the company when you left, and when he wants to contact you again, you He has already disappeared. Apart from looking for you this month, Chen Feng also helped the Di family and Bi Shaoliang jointly get back part of the shares of B&D. You will be able to see the news in two days. If you want, after you go back, you will still be D General Manager of the department."

Di Que trembled slightly in Shang Shiyao's arms, suddenly gasped excitedly, raised his head and shouted, "Anyway, it's all my fault! Now that I killed Chen Feng, at worst I'll go with him die!"

Shang Shiyao pinched Di Que's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't say that! Whether Chen Feng is dead or alive, I must let you know the truth!"

"..." Di Que froze, his lips trembled twice, and suddenly he sneered, buried his face in his hands and cried out.

Why tell him the so-called truth?Shang Shiyao didn't know that the truth was the cruelest thing.

If he didn't know anything, he could still deceive himself and live in his resentment towards Chen Feng. Now that he knows that Chen Feng's feelings for him have always been the same, how can he live alone with self-blame...

Seeing Di Que crying so hard, Shang Shiyao couldn't help turning his eyes red with distress. He hugged Di Que again and patted him on the back to cheer him up.

"Chen Fengfeng is fine, you must be strong. My cousin and brother-in-law just hope that you can have more sense of responsibility and don't just fool around recklessly. No one forces you to live a life you don't want to live."

"Oh, you know I don't know how to comfort others, especially you. Can you stop crying? It will affect the doctor's operation." Shang Shiyao patiently persuaded him at first, but Di Que The more he cried, the more fierce he became, which made him at a loss.

Di Que had never shed so many tears in his life. He fell into Shang Shiyao's arms and wept for a long time. He didn't stop until he really dried up all the moisture in his body and his eyes became dry. , sobbing intermittently.

After an unknown amount of time, Di Que's sobs stopped, and he returned to a quiet state, sitting beside Shang Shiyao in a daze, staring at the lights in the operating room.

The operation continued until late at night, Shang Shiyao had no appetite, but was worried that Di Que would not be able to hold on.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Di Que shook his head, still holding his breath and looking at the reminder light.

Suddenly, the lamp that seemed to symbolize Chen Feng's life went out, and Di Que jumped up from his seat, staring at the door that was about to open with a pale face.

After a while, the doctor came out and asked in English with a heavy face, "Who is the family member?"

Shang Shiyao hurriedly dragged Di Que over and asked about the situation.

Di Que's legs were weak, and the doctor's words were heard through a layer of veil, very illusory.

"It is not life-threatening for the time being, but it is preliminarily judged to be brain-dead, and we need further observation."

Shang Shiyao's eyebrows were tangled in one place, and he supported Di Que vigorously to prevent him from falling down.

Di Que's English is not very good, just hearing the word "death", his head immediately exploded.

He blinked, and suddenly rushed into the operating room. Shang Shiyao was startled, and hurriedly stopped him and hugged him, preventing him from going in.

"They are talking nonsense! Chen Feng is not dead! These Mongolian doctors don't understand anything, I want to transfer Chen Feng! I want to transfer!"

"Chen Feng is not dead! You are illiterate!" Shang Shiyao was in a hurry.

Di Que was taken aback, and then saw through the glass that Chen Feng was being pushed into a sterile ward with his head wrapped in thick gauze and tubes inserted all over his body.

He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had died once.

The doctor didn't know what the two of them meant in Chinese, but felt that they probably couldn't accept the fact that they were brain-dead, so they just became angry from embarrassment.

He shook his head regretfully and left.

Di Que immediately ran to the window of the sterile ward, and stared at the unconscious Chen Feng inside.

Shang Shiyao looked at him from a distance, and sighed deeply.

Di Que didn't understand the doctor's words at all, and didn't know the fact that Chen Feng had been diagnosed as brain dead.

Brain-dead is different from the so-called vegetative people, who can hardly even maintain their own breathing.

Shang Shiyao was conflicted, wondering whether he should tell Di Que the truth.

Di Que must still not be able to accept the result of him and Chen Feng.

Although he didn't wait to see Chen Feng from the beginning to the end, he has seen all the efforts Chen Feng has made for Di Que in the past month. Everything is not just anyone who shouts "love" Everyone can do it.

Shang Shiyao had to admire Chen Feng's tenacity. Deep down in his heart, he had long recognized that only Chen Feng was the one who could bring Di Que happiness.

But the world is tricky, who would have thought that people are already in front of them, but they still miss it like this?

Shang Shiyao swallowed the words several times, and honestly accompanied Di Que to wait for Chen Feng, waiting for the doctor's final diagnosis.

Di Que put on a disinfectant suit and went into the ward to sit with Chen Feng for a while, and stayed outside the door the rest of the time.

He asked Shang Shiyao more than once when Chen Feng would wake up, but Shang Shiyao still couldn't bear to tell him the truth.

Ivan looked at Di Que the next day after the wind had passed, but Di Que focused all his attention on the unconscious man in the ward, and just spoke to him absent-mindedly.

After staying with Di Que for a while, Ivan knew that he had no hope of getting together with this person in his life.

Chen Feng lost his life for Di Que, not to say that he must not be able to do this, but Chen Feng did it, and he was completely reduced to a bystander.

"If you need any help, please contact me, I will try my best to do it." Ivan said before leaving.

"Thank you for taking care of Di Que during this time." Shang Shiyao stretched out his right hand.

Ivan sighed regretfully, held his hand, and said with a smile: "I can only say that I am very sorry for what happened to you."

"It's not your fault, you've helped us a lot."

Shang Shiyao bribed the relationship and completed the entry and exit procedures for Di Que. Di Que became a free person again and could enter and exit the country at will.

But Shang Shiyao couldn't find the right time to tell Di Que about Chen Feng's affairs. If Chen Feng didn't wake up again, it would be impossible for Di Que to stay here for the rest of his life.

The doctor's final diagnosis came out a day later, and Shang Shiyao felt extremely heavy in his hand.

"Brain-dead." Still brain-dead, although Shang Shiyao knew that he shouldn't hold on to hope, he still couldn't help being disappointed.

"Is there no possibility of waking up?" Shang Shiyao asked unwillingly.

The doctor has probably seen too much helplessness and struggle. Faced with Shang Shiyao's questioning, he just said calmly and rationally: "In medicine, there is no impossible. We still believe in miracles. Clinically, it is not that he has not been diagnosed as brain dead. An example of recovering life later. We can continue to observe and care for Mr. Chen, but please also consider whether to unplug him from the ventilator."

"...Thank you." Shang Shiyao was silent.

He knew that at this time he had to be calm and objective, and throw away the so-called personal feelings.

Di Que is not only Chen Feng alone, he also has his parents and company in China, which is simply unrealistic in the long run.

Let Di Que consider unplugging Chen Feng's ventilator...

Shang Shiyao knew that he was about to do a cruel thing, but he had no choice.

In the face of death, everyone is weak.

Chen Feng has no relatives for a long time, and now only Di Que is qualified to sign the consent form.

"What do you mean?" Di Que blankly held the document full of strange birdsong that Shang Shiyao handed him, completely unable to understand what Shang Shiyao was saying.

"Chen Feng is not dead, what right do you have to do this?" Di Que suddenly yelled, throwing the documents into a ball on Shang Shiyao.

"Di Que, calm down, can you be more mature when facing problems? Chen Feng will never wake up again, he is no different from dying!"

"Shut up!" Di Que pushed Shang Shiyao away suddenly, like crazy: "Chen Fengfeng woke up! You are not him, why should you decide his life or death? I am very mature and calm now, and the doctor also You said a miracle will happen, can you be more optimistic?"

"How about you be realistic, okay? If he doesn't wake up for a day, you have to stay with him for a day, and if he doesn't wake up for the rest of his life, will you sit here and stay with him for the rest of his life? The reason why miracles are called miracles is because he won't appear! How do you Knowing that Chen Feng is willing to lie like this, with no thoughts and no actions, do you know that he is no different from a living person now, but his muscles will atrophy slowly, and once he is off the ventilator, he will..."

"Stop talking!" Di Que covered his ears and squatted on the ground, rolling himself into a ball.

A day ago, he was full of hope that Chen Feng would open his eyes, smile at him, and let him sign the document that took Chen Feng's life in a blink of an eye, how could he do it?

Shang Shiyao walked over and gently supported his shoulder, and comforted him: "Only you can make this decision to help him out. There are still people waiting for you in China, and I know you will make the right choice."

Di Que buried his face in his knees, weeping uncontrollably.

He can't make such a cruel choice, is there anyone to help him...

It's just that what Shang Shiyao said was right, apart from him, Chen Feng would not allow anyone else to sign that cruel document.

After Di Que gradually calmed down, he put on a disinfectant suit, went into Chen Feng's ward and sat down in front of him.

He held Chen Feng's hand full of tubes, and the tentacles felt warm and soft, which once again proved to him that the person in front of him was still a living body.

Chen Feng closed his eyes with a serene expression, as if he was asleep. The water mist on the ventilator lightened and dimmed with his breathing, and the heartbeat on the instrument beside him was steady.

Di Que quietly looked at Chen Feng's gentle and fair face, and gradually calmed down.

Chen Feng has always paid the most attention to his image, he has to maintain a gentle appearance at all times, lying on the bed motionless like this, slowly becoming shriveled, he must be angry.

However, even if Chen Feng no longer looked like Chen Feng, Di Que knew that it was impossible for him to fall in love with others again.

"You like me so much, no matter what I do, you will forgive me, right?"

Di Que pressed his forehead tightly against Chen Feng's hand, as if Chen Feng had touched his head, acquiescing to all his decisions.

Just let him do it one last time.

Di Que took a deep breath, took one last look at Chen Feng, turned and left the sterile ward.

When Shang Shiyao came to the hospital early the next morning, Di Que was already dressed up and sitting in the corridor waiting for him in good spirits.

Di Que was holding a letter of consent that was exactly the same as yesterday, Shang Shiyao's eyes darkened, and he walked over and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Di Que was in a daze, when he heard Shang Shiyao's voice, he raised his head, his eyes suddenly brightened.

He smiled and said firmly, "Well, I've decided."