After the scum attacked the crematorium, he did a fake show with the little milk dog

Xia Zhiyan didn't know how he left that consulting room, he was like a corpse, and Qi Luoming helped and dragged him into the car.

The two people in the car didn't talk at all. During the bumpy driving, he seemed to only hear his head leaning against the window glass being bumped.

Qi Luoming on the side might have heard it too, and put his hand between Xia Zhiyan's head and the car window, but Xia Zhiyan didn't respond from the beginning to the end.

Fortunately, he had sent Xia Zhiyan home once before, and he was familiar with the road, and soon led him to the door; seeing that Xia Zhiyan was still staring blankly at the ground in a daze, he could only hold the other person's hand and use Fingerprints unlocked the door.

After entering the room, he first boiled a pot of hot water, and then retracted the sofa while the water was boiling, trying to make Xia Zhiyan more comfortable, but Xia Zhiyan kept staring at the ceiling blankly, wondering What.

Just now at the door of the consulting room, he had already seen Xia Zhiyan's back shaking uncontrollably, even the hands supporting the doctor next to him to do his work were trembling, he was simply holding on; so he didn't have time to think again What, rushed in and hugged Xia Zhiyan

For no other reason, he just thought it would be good to give Xia Zhiyan a small fulcrum.

The doctor was still puzzled at first, but seeing that Xia Zhiyan didn't resist, and the people who came in were full of worry and didn't seem to be pretending, they quickly acquiesced that the two were probably relatives and friends

After all, to see this kind of disease, it is rare for a person to come.

Afterwards, he patiently comforted Xia Zhiyan a few words, encouraged the patient to treat actively, and then let the patient leave.

During this period, Qi Luoming understood a general idea about Xia Zhiyan's condition.

Now he came out of the kitchen with a water glass, and seeing that Xia Zhiyan didn't reach out to take it at all, he didn't have any anger of a living person, and he was so anxious.

"Mr. Xia, in fact, the doctor also said... this thing..." He put the water glass on the coffee table, sat lightly beside Xia Zhiyan and comforted him: "It doesn't have to be malignant... just to avoid it. Surgery will only be recommended if it continues to affect your life in the future."

He carefully peeked at Xia Zhiyan's reaction, "You...don't worry too much."

Ever since he was in the hospital, Xia Zhiyan felt tinnitus, and all the sounds around him were suddenly distant and near amidst the ear-piercing roar, including Qi Luoming's words now.

But he finally reacted a bit, and turned his head to look at Qi Luoming, but the pained look in his eyes probably wasn't what Qi Luoming wanted to see.

He bent down slowly, curled up and hugged himself.

Everyone knows that his mother died of cancer ten years ago, but few people know that when his mother was diagnosed with cancer, it was only in the early stage, and active treatment had a chance of recovery; so after communicating with the doctor, his mother soon lay on the bed. On the operating table, but because of anesthesia allergies, he never left the operating table alive.

If everything hadn't happened so suddenly, maybe his father wouldn't have suffered from severe depression because he couldn't bear the blow, and soon left a suicide note to go with his mother.

In the year when the incident happened, Xia Zhiyan had just entered high school. At first, in order not to delay his studies, the family chose to keep his mother's condition a secret from him.

At that time, he only knew that his mother was ill, and she was going to a big hospital in the provincial capital city to see a doctor, and she would be back soon.

But when I came back, my mother had become the urn in my father's hand.

The whole truth was only seen when he was sorting out the suicide note left by his father, so compared to cancer, the word "surgery" is more like the poisonous blade that finally cut through his entire life.

He's really scared and hates himself

Hate yourself for not being brave.

If he could have cheered up ten years ago, he might not have been taken to the Fu family because of illness; if he had stayed in Panyang City, he might not have known Fu Shiyu, a scumbag; He could get better sooner, and he wouldn't be cheated by Fu Shiyu's little bit of warmth for a whole ten years.

Ten years later, when he was finally able to slam the door and leave Fu Shiyu behind forever without looking back, he finally dared to go to the hospital alone with the medical examination report of suspected cancer; I've grown up and have the courage to face everything alone

But at this moment, he was beaten back to his original shape.

How much he wished that he could be brave and strong, and could face everything with a smile, but in the end he couldn't control the dusty fear deep in his heart.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, the most honest reaction of the body is still reminding him over and over again

He was really scared.

Seeing Xia Zhiyan buried his face in his arms, leaving only trembling shoulders, Qi Luoming frowned distressedly, and stretched out his hand to test it several times before finally landing on Xia Zhiyan's back. Pat lightly.

"Mr. Xia, are you afraid?" He asked in a low voice, "Is there...was there someone beside you... who was also taken away by this disease?"

"Do you... love 'ta' very much?"

Qi Luoming's warm palm conveyed a kind of firm comfort, and carefully patted on Xia Zhiyan's vest.

It may be because this kind of warmth has the same comforting power as the hug Fu Shiyu gave ten years ago. Just now in the hospital, on the verge of collapse, he was reluctant to escape from Qi Luoming's hug

It's not that he is reluctant to part with Fu Shiyu, but that in the past ten years after losing his parents, he has always wanted so much to have someone by his side.

But back then he still called Fu Shiyu "Brother", but now...

He didn't want to be too useless to his students.

"It's my mother." He took a deep breath and sat up straight, trying to make his expression at least look calm, "But it's okay, it's been ten years."

"Thank you for today's business. The teacher is fine. You can go back to school, or... what should you be busy with?"

This time Qi Luoming did not accept the arrangement as obediently as before, but frowned at Xia Zhiyan's reddened eyes.

"My mother also passed away because of a car accident." He said suddenly, his voice was very soft, "Does that mean I will never dare to ride in a car anymore?"

"Mr. Xia, if Auntie looks at you from the sky and dare not seek treatment because of her, do you think she will be very sad?"

Xia Zhiyan looked at the little boy in front of him in shock.

He suddenly remembered the pair of stars tattooed on the inside of his left upper arm.

In the last paragraph of his father's suicide note that year, he wrote that the departed relatives will become stars, and they will always be born to watch you and accompany you; that's why he got this tattoo after that, two stars connected together Engraved with parents' initials.

It turned out that the company he had always longed for, and the power he desperately wanted to get from this company, had never left him.

He looked at Qi Luoming and smiled faintly.

"Qi Luoming." He solemnly repeated the boy's name, "These few times...Thank you."

As he said that, he looked down at his watch again, "Are you hungry? Will the teacher treat you to dinner?"

Qi Luoming also looked at Xia Zhiyan, and the expression that was still down just now was instantly brightened by the other party's smile.

"No need! I can cook! My mother said that the food outside is unhealthy. Teacher, you should eat something good to nourish your body now!"

He was so happy that he couldn't sit still, he circled around the tea table, lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Teacher, you must not eat spicy food now. It is not good to stimulate the stomach; but the teacher has a cold, and there is no taste in his mouth. If it is too bland, he will definitely lose his appetite. You need to eat more to keep your body healthy... But what? It’s more nourishing for the body... fish..."

"Teacher!" He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and looked up at Xia Zhiyan's proud face, "Let's pickle fish! I'll put less pickled peppers, the sour ones are still appetizing!"

"You know all this?" Xia Zhiyan smiled cooperatively.

"Of course!" Qi Luoming raised his chin proudly, "As long as you can name Sichuan dishes, there is no one I can't do! It's a pity that you can't eat too spicy now..."

"But Mr. Xia, don't worry." He slapped his chest and smiled, revealing a row of neat white teeth, "When you recover from illness, as long as you like, I will make it for you one by one!"

Guanhai City is close to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and its eating habits are either bland or sweet. In addition, Fu Shiyu can't eat spicy food at all. In the ten years since he left Panyang City, Xia Zhiyan rarely had the opportunity to eat his hometown food again.

He has been sick for the past few days, and most of the takeaways he ordered were porridge, at most with some meat floss from the house; rushing to the hospital in the morning, he even warmed up a cup of milk and drank it before leaving the house in a hurry. He has been tossing until now , which would really be said to be hungry.

"Then let's go." He stood up from the sofa, "I'll go shopping with you."

It's okay to sit still for a long time, probably because he ate too little recently, he suddenly got up and suddenly felt blurred.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qi Luoming quickly stepped forward to catch the person, helped him to sit on the sofa.

"Are you hungry?" He stared at Xia Zhiyan nervously for a long time, and then let go after making sure that there was nothing serious, "It's okay, Teacher Xia, I'll go and buy it myself, just hurry up, just drink some hot water and just wait at home to open the door for me! "

Seeing Qi Luoming go out the door swiftly, Xia Zhiyan picked up the glass on the table, and just as the warm water was brought to his mouth, he heard a knock on the door.

This person hasn't walked for 10 minutes, and it can't be so fast.

"I forgot to take something"

He put down the glass in his hand, and teased with a smile when he got up to open the door, but before he finished speaking, the moment he opened the door, the smile on his face froze.

The person at the door was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and it turned out to be Fu Shiyu.

The author has something to say: here he comes, the scumbag is here!Hammer him to death! ! !

Actually, is anyone curious about Xiao Gong?This chapter has a lot of foreshadowing! 【Knock on the blackboard】