"Zeshang, let go and leave." Luo Fan said lightly in a tired tone. But this sentence is full of too much sadness. "Fan, you~ just stay with me for a few more days. A few days are enough, and then I let you go, okay, please, please. Just the last few days. Is that okay?" Luo Fan's heart ached when he heard Xia Zeshang's reluctant but pretentious tone. The bitter taste exploded in his heart, Luo Fan closed his eyelids to relieve the soreness in his eyes. He sighed and said with a smile, "Idiot, who said you were leaving? Now that you have taken away my heart, do you want to drive away?" Then he hugged Luo Fan tightly and cried like a child, as if venting all the bitterness of the years. "Hey, open the chain first, it hurts a little~" Xia Zeshang was shocked and hurriedly untied Luo Fan's body and looked at the blood marks on Luo Fan's body. Xia Zeshang was heartbroken and hugged Luo Fan's weak body and rushed upstairs. When he met Uncle Liu on the stairs, he said, "Uncle Liu, Maman, please call Dr. An over." After everything was taken care of, it was already late at night.
The moonlight fell on Xia Zeshang's face through the window. Luo Fan looked at Xia Zeshang's sleeping face and his heart softened. His heart moved and he murmured with a smile: "Xia Zeshang, you still have a long life, please give me some advice in the future."
"Okay, I still have a long life, I will give you more advice." Xia Zeshang rubbed Luo Fan's head gently.