boss please let me go

The car drove west all the way.

The snow is still falling, and all the dust and noise are gently engulfed in the soil. This is destined to be a quiet and pure spring.

Although Su Han spent this year's Spring Festival in his sleep, there is no such clear or lively or deserted scene of the New Year's Festival in his current memory.

But the red lanterns still hanging high on the courtyard gate in front of you, as well as the brightly colored Spring Festival couplets still show the aftertaste of the dying years and convey the taste of reunion.

Su Han looked up for a while, and then walked in with Mingyu who had parked the car.

A doctor surnamed Li was waiting for them early on. Seeing that Mingyu was very familiar with that person, Su Han guessed that this might be Mingyu's friend, the doctor who had contacted in advance and helped take care of Zuo Chen.

Several people greeted briefly, and then talked about Zuo Chen's situation for a while before the doctor led them to the ward together.

"If there are no special circumstances, patients generally stay in the room, but occasionally they will relax in the small garden accompanied by the nurse."

Turning around a promenade and walking a certain distance, it seems to have arrived at the place.

"That's right there, Room K-105." The doctor pointed to the two people not far away.

Su Han stopped in his tracks, turned his gaze to Dr. Li and said gently, "Well, thank you, Dr. Li, please show us the way."

"You're welcome, if you need anything here, you can contact me at any time."

Knowing that relatives and patients should be given some space to get along with each other alone, Dr. Li left after explaining a word in an empathetic manner.

Afterwards, Mingyu brought Su Han to the door with ease.

The metal handle felt a little chilly in the palm of his hand. I don't know if it was because of the cold or because of the ups and downs of his mood. Su Han's hand trembled a little, but he didn't move for a long time when he put it on the handle.

This door blocked them for four months. Although they knew that their appearance hadn't changed much, their mood had already aged quietly.

The wildness and unruliness of the first acquaintance, the gentle and domineering love, the pain and helplessness of the desperate situation... every slight expression of that person flashed through Su Han's mind at this moment.

They have known each other for only a year, but it seems as long as a lifetime. Perhaps, suffering is a way to increase the value of their relationship.

Goodbye now, they all changed their faces, he lost one eye, Zuo Chen was plagued by illness, but no matter what, they are the closest lovers to each other, the blood that surges under the sick body must be Hotter than ever.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Han's hands no longer trembled, and his eyes glowed with firmness.

At this moment, a childish voice came from the ear.

"It's so beautiful! The snowman made by my brother is so beautiful!"

Like Su Han, Mingyu subconsciously turned her gaze to look for the source of the sound.

Suddenly, Mingyu's eyes lit up, "It's Brother Chen!"

Su Han's heart was shaken, and he stepped forward to follow Ming Yu.

Su Han only vaguely saw a figure when he turned around, and then the figure disappeared behind the arched door, because the wall blocked him and he couldn't see what was going on inside, Su Han couldn't help being a little anxious.

Finally reaching the door, Su Han stared blankly at the man standing not far away.

The familiar figure suddenly came into sight and into his heart, and the tingling pain mixed with indescribable emotions surged in his head, making Su Han want to cry instantly.

However, before the heavy emotions were vented, the crisis came quietly.

The child who was with Zuo Chen excitedly brought something like a paintbrush, as if he wanted to draw eyes on the snowman.

Perhaps because the strength was not well grasped, a hole was pierced out of the fluffy snowball.

This scene vividly fell into Zuo Chen's eyes, as if a hideous rift was torn apart in an instant on the calm lake, Zuo Chen's originally dull expression became distorted in an instant.

The two people on the side both sensed something was wrong, but it was already too late when Mingyu pounced on him, and the child who was standing in front of Xueqiu had already been slammed aside by Zuo Chen.

Suddenly, there were bursts of painful cries in my ears.

However, Zuo Chen seemed to have never heard that voice, at this moment he seemed to have found a ship in a safe haven, and he seemed to be a cold statue.

Mumbly, he hugged the snowman without facial features with both arms, tightly, extremely gentle, extremely careful, as if he was afraid that someone would come and snatch the treasure in his arms.

Su Han watched this scene with a broken heart, and hot tears flowed down his cheeks in the swirling snowflakes.

Zuo Chen, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Xiaohan is late...

Seeing Su Han catching up, Mingyu gave Zuo Chen a worried look, and then quickly walked up to the child.

Perhaps someone had already come over upon hearing the commotion here, and Mingyu quickly picked up the child and handed it to the medical staff.

One of them saw that there seemed to be another patient in the snow, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Mingyu.

With trembling fingertips, Su Han caressed that young and handsome face with no expression at the moment, and felt a tearing pain in his heart.

After finally finding his breath, Su Han's voice seemed to be frozen and cracked, becoming shattered, "Zuo Chen...I'm Xiaohan...I'm here, I'll take you home...Look at me ..."

It wasn't until the cheeks touched each other that Zuo Chen seemed to be scalded by the tears, only then did the opened black eyes gain focus.

Zuo Chen stared blankly at the person in front of him, without any response or any act of resistance.

"Zuo Chen, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Su Han hugged Zuo Chen tightly, tears couldn't stop falling.

"I'm Xiaohan...you...don't know me?"

Su Han called Zuo Chen's name with heartache, and touched the cool skin with his lips and the tip of his nose over and over again.

Quiet's heart seemed to tremble and ache because of this anxious but familiar touch, and Zuo Chen's dull expression changed slightly.

The arms that had been holding the snowman all this time were let go unknowingly, and then covered his chest childishly, as if someone had stabbed him there, and the pain was unbearable.

The black eyes slipped down the cold liquid silently, but the expression on his face still had a dull expression, which meant that he didn't know why he did this behavior.

It was just because of the pain, the pain for no reason, when the brain was blank and the nerves were torn and painful, it attacked him with precision.

It was all because of the person in front of him. However, he seemed unable to make any movements to push him away. His body seemed to be stiff, and his face was also stiff. He was struggling, struggling violently, but he couldn't do anything. A complete movement, a natural expression.

It was as if a fierce soul was throbbing in pain under this stiff and numb body, yet he could do nothing but watch, watch helplessly.

Su Han kissed the tears falling from those black eyes, and every time he took a breath, his heart felt a burning pain.

"You remember me, don't you?"

It doesn't matter if I don't remember, as long as I still remember you, as long as we are still here, that's enough...