Companion Growers

When Bai Yan said this, Qi Rui basically guessed it in his heart, he squeezed Bai Yan's hand and rubbed it, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The weather in early summer has warmed up, the heating in the hospital has not stopped, and the temperature of Bai Yan's hands is considered warm. Sitting on the chair, Bai Yan glanced at him in surprise, and heard the warm and soft voice of the person in front of him.

"Ten fingers connected to the heart, do you feel warmer in your heart?"

Qi Rui squatted in front of Bai Yan, looked up at him, her bright eyebrows were as beautiful as cherry blossoms in April, and she was indescribably tender and tender.

Bai Yan lowered his head and kissed between his brows, his voice was not as hoarse as before, showing a hint of relaxation and dependence.

"On the day of the operation, he ran away and couldn't find him anywhere. I searched everywhere in the snow, but my dad still couldn't find him."

Even after so many years, he still remembers how harsh the heavy snow was in Linjiang City that day. In the dark night, after finally cheering up, what came oncoming was the death notice from the hospital and the stiff corpse of the old man.

Qi Rui was at a loss for words for a moment, he was so intelligent that he didn't even know how to comfort Bai Yan, the old thorn buried in his heart hurts so much that it hurts so much that it hurts so much, how easy is it to pull it out?

After being silent for a long time, Bai Yan suddenly let out a long sigh, stroked Qi Rui's side face with his thumb, and said, "I originally wanted to be a hero in your heart, but you found out about everything that happened to me." .”

"Really." Qi Rui glared at him and tilted his head, "You're still joking with me when you're so sad."

Bai Yan rubbed his temples, took his hand, stood up and walked to the window for taking medicine, and smiled softly, "Really."

The two came out of the hospital and Bai Yan drove the car home. Zhao Xian heard the sound of the car turning off and pushed the door and came out. He looked at the two with a smile, "I came back early today, what do you want to eat? I—"

"Uncle Zhao, I'm coming back to move things." Bai Yan interrupted him a little unbearably, "I...may not come back here anytime soon."

The smile on the corner of Zhao Xian's mouth froze on his face, and he subconsciously asked, "Is the company's situation not good?"

"No." Bai Yan walked in front of him, smiled and patted the old man's shoulder, then walked in by mistake, "Bai Hao should move back in a few days."

Zhao Xian froze in place, his cloudy eyeballs couldn't move, and his hands were shaking like chaff.

Bai Hao was brought up by Zhao Xian, because he was young and naturally timid, no one in the family would not spoil him, especially Zhao Xian.Bai Hao almost grew up on his shoulders. Compared with Bai Yan, the relationship between them is indeed a bit deeper.

Qi Rui sensitively sensed a trace of embarrassment and weirdness, watching Bai Yan's back going upstairs, he always felt lonely, lonely and pitiful.

"Brother Yan!"

Bai Yan stopped, and after a pause, he turned his head and gave Qi Rui a very light smile, "Huh?"

Qi Rui stepped up the steps one step at a time, took Bai Yan's hand, stood one step higher and kissed the man's reddish eyes, "You still have me."

He thought, at this moment, he understood the loss and sadness in his heart through Bai Yan's hot eyelids. As soon as Bai Hao uttered the word, Zhao Xian didn't say a word, not even a single word to persuade him to stay. Having been together day and night for many years, I still can't compare with that stinking brat who was too timid to donate bone marrow and caused his father's death.

It was as if a flower that was carefully held in someone's hand a moment ago turned into a dead leaf falling into the soil the next second.