Chen Beixing supported himself until he was 26 years old, when he got sick.
"..."
He walked out of the hospital and planned to go out to relax and take care of himself wherever he went.
The sound of water dripping upstairs in the newly rented house made him miserable downstairs.
Go upstairs and knock on the door.
A man came out from behind the door. After looking at each other for a long time, he came to a conclusion.
"This man is very good-looking, but he is also sick."
The snow ball has been nesting in the house for more than ten years, and it has become moldy along with the old house.
One day, someone knocked on the door.
This man talks a lot and brings popularity to the house.
"Upstairs, chat."
You give me the motivation to live, and I teach you the meaning of survival. Let the two brothers live like this.
Feelings are like wheat that grows on the land of life. They are miraculously brewed into fine wine in everyday moments.
"I like you the most." Xue Tuan stood on the black soil where Chen Beixing grew up, raised his head and repeated again, "There are many people, but I like you the most."
Chen Beixing drank this glass of wine and handed over his life, which was neither long nor short.
Two sick people heal each other.
Chen Beixing: A handsome drama star who talks a lot and has a big heart.
Xuetuan: A sickly human who talks little but always complains in his heart.
In one sentence, "What a coincidence, I am also sick."
PS: In terms of medical knowledge, some of it is exaggerated and fictional.
Reader comments
Little Beixing will be fine, right? They brothers must be fine. In the black soil of the White Mountains, they looked at the ears of barley hanging down and laughed happily. Brother Bei and Little Qiao were leaning away. The eldest brother looked at Little Beixing, who was lazy, and Tuan'er's face was deep in pear. They are all fine.
Chen Beixing, please don't die, okay [I'm about to cry]
Little Beixing will be fine, right? They brothers must be fine. In the black soil of the White Mountains, they looked at the ears of barley hanging down and laughed happily. Brother Bei and Little Qiao were leaning away. The eldest brother looked at Little Beixing, who was lazy, and Tuan'er's face was deep in pear. They are all fine.
Chen Beixing, please don't die, okay [I'm about to cry]