The Decade of Deep Love (Deep Love For You) - Chapter 68
Chapter 68
When He Zhishu woke up, the genius lit up. Ai Ziyu sat beside him, looking tired, but when he saw him awake, his face was alive.
“Wake up?” Ai Ziyu stood up and posted the forehead of He Zhishu: “It’s still burning, I know you are uncomfortable.” Just now, the doctor came to He Zhishu to infuse, Ai Ziyu was afraid of medicine, not let them Take it away and roll it with warm water. It hasn’t come back yet.
He Zhishu watched Ai Ziyu open his mouth, but only two hoarse voices, he frowned, and tried hard to rub his fingers.
Ai Ziyu was busy holding his hand: “You don’t worry.” He could see that He Zhishu had something to say to him, and he leaned over the lips of He Zhishu: “I listen.”
He knows that the book is smiling, the voice is very dumb, the sound is light and it is hard to hear, but it can’t cover up the true joy in the voice: “I dreamed of my parents… I have never dreamed of them for many years, I I thought… cough, I thought they didn’t want me…”
Ai Ziyu looked directly at the eyes of He Zhishu, and the brown-brown glutinous rice was filled with tender love: “You are so embarrassed, they are not willing.”
He knows that he laughed again. He rarely laughed so often in these years, but he didn’t know what it was when he went to school, and he laughed on the face.
Ai Ziyu gently sang the letter of the book: “Let’s talk, when do you want to go to Yangzhou with me.”
He knows that he is smiling with a sly smile, but with some spoiled meaning, the warmth of the ward does not feel depressed. “I thought, cough, how long can I ask you?”
“How many people like me are so used to you?” Ai Ziyu kissed the side of the book, and used the ridiculous smile to cover up the absurd despair in his eyes.
He knows to what extent He Zhishu’s illness has been, and he is afraid of himself. There seems to be only two choices. It is to see that He Zhishu has been tortured in the sterile ward for the rest of the day, or let him comfortably follow him. Ai Ziyu chose the latter.
He also has a lot of words to say to He Zhishu. He wants to tell him that the wild jasmine in April is so fragrant and prosperous, but it is winter, but as long as it has been seen in the past four months.
Ai Ziyu has also been waiting for the birthday of He Zhishu, and it has been less than a month. His own design of the ring, like a bent flower branch, a small shredded drill.
But he looked at the face of He Zhishu, and he didn’t say anything without a good nose.
Why does one love another person so much? Only one thousand souls see him shining. A person who doesn’t have a heart is just a frown, and at most a few screams. But when the real loved one is lying on the hospital bed, a helpless and moist eyes can make the distressed like a knife roast.
Ai Ziyu does not understand, he only likes this one, he will lose the rest of his life.
“Let’s go today? But I have to go back to pick up two dogs and kittens.” He Zhishu’s anger is not enough. He feels cold and takes a cough.
Ai Ziyu pinched his finger and said softly: “Then you will have to lose the two bottles of medicine and go and spend money.”
He knows that he does not want to stay in the hospital, but he does not want to live up to the good intentions of Ai Ziyu.
In the next second, a long, sharp-skinned finger gently poked on the cheek, and He Zhishu glanced at the sound of Ai Ziyu. It seemed to have some sighs: “No matter whether it is laughing or unhappy, there is no dimple.” “It’s too fast for Che Shi’s cheeks to lose weight. It’s gone a long time ago.
“I just don’t want to, what kind of dimples a man wants, what a sweet thing.” He Zhishu laughed.
Ai Ziyu did not pick up the words, because at this time, a doctor just opened the ward door and came in to give him a blood infusion.
“Thank you.” Ai Ziyu saw that the doctor was hanging on the warm water, and he was sincere. He is also a doctor, knowing how busy everyone is. If it is not for the knowledge of the book, he will never go to any medical staff to trouble.
“It doesn’t matter, we are good friends.” The doctor smiled and turned and went out. Before leaving, I looked at the He Zhishu with sympathy, and finally settled on Ai Ziyu, and then immediately blocked by the door. Ai Ziyu still feels that the cold touch of the eyes that fall on his body is difficult to eliminate in the future.
In the afternoon, Ai Ziyu took He Zhishu out of the hospital and bought him a cup of soy milk outside: “I didn’t eat anything in a day, the stomach is more uncomfortable.” The outside thing is definitely not good, Ai Ziyu thinks about Yangzhou. Everything in that apartment should be complete. When you can, you can grind some soy milk to He Zhishu.
Since the beginning of the collection of He Zhishu, there are more and more small snacks on Ai Ziyu’s car, but most of them are jujube gelatin. He knows that he is a joke. “If you come to someone else, you must think that you have more.” It hurts my girlfriend.”
Ai Ziyu smiled, and the end of the sound is the appearance of owe: “I still not hurt you?”
He knows that the book is uncomfortable and does not prevail, so he is too lazy to talk again, muffled himself in the cough
Suddenly coughing a little, he stunned himself, then went to the back seat to draw paper and spit a blood.
Ai Ziyu’s expression is incomprehensible.
“Bleeding in the mouth.” He Zhishu group put a group of paper towels into his pocket: “It’s okay, I used to spit at home at the same time. It’s not good now.”
Fool, you are now… okay?
“I know, what you say is the most reasonable,” Ai Ziyu’s tone has a lovely smile, but he is not willing to take a look at He Zhishu: “That goes home to give you a **** tip to supplement blood.” “”
People’s memory is very powerful, and conditioned reflexes are also out of date. He knows that there is no time to deliberately control, and memories will come up.
There used to be a man who quarreled out with a cold face. When he came back, he also said that he had to give blood to his nosebleeds.
More powerful than love is the instinct of memory and uncontrolled body.