Five years after being diagnosed with gastric cancer, Jiang Chen and I miraculously reunited in a foreign country.
Ten years ago, Jiang Chen was a taciturn and transparent person, but ten years later, he has become a rising star in the music world.
But whether I was ten years ago or ten years from now, I am still a skinny bean sprout. Now I have a tumor in my body that is always ready to explode. I will probably be buried in the fucking grave in a short time.
I still feel quite embarrassed when I meet my ex-boyfriend whom I haven't spoken to for eight hundred years. After all, I was the one who abandoned him first. What's more, I'm so ugly now that I can't even see how skinny I am.
I thought that Jiang Chen would come up to mock me, kick me, etc... I didn't think it mattered. After all, it's not so pretentious for someone who is about to die. But what scared me was that Jiang Chen didn't say a word, he just held my hand like a dead branch, and his eye circles slowly turned red.
Man... Then what can I do? I am most afraid of others crying in my life.
And I was the one who abandoned him first. Jiang Chen did nothing wrong. How pitiful he is.
Atypical essay that breaks the mirror and restores the circle
A fool of a man who is an optimistic cool guy and talks a lot
The taciturn father is affectionate and aggressive
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He looks like he has a hot temper and is rebellious, but he is actually very loveless, sick, and weak, VS a hard-mouthed, soft-hearted, wet man, a paranoid father-type attack
Everyone knows that Yuan Sui'an has a precious little brother who is afraid of melting when he holds it in his mouth and breaks into pieces when holding it in his arms.
It turns out that Sui Anke has this younger brother.
But as they grew up, his brother became more and more temperamental. The good ones don't learn anything, they smoke, drink and get tattoos... They even ride motorcycles to pick up girls, the bad ones do everything.
Finally one day, Yuan Sui'an had a big fight with him and impulsively cut off his living expenses.
Then his precious brother ran away.
This run lasted seven years.
Seven years later, Yuan Sui'an had a successful career, but the treasure knot in his heart became more and more empty, and the depression in his heart turned into hatred that penetrated into his bones.
He gritted his teeth, his teeth itching with hatred.
"What a fucking white-eyed wolf. If... If I find you..."
Until a bidding meeting, Yuan Sui'an noticed that the person sent by Jingfang Company looked so much like his precious brother. It's just that the man's conversation is more mature, his stature has increased, he has grown up more than a little, and his eyebrows have a somewhat unfamiliar look.
Fuck, that was the one that Yuan Sui An managed to raise little by little. His facial features were all painted on by him. How could he...
How could he grow up so fast that he can't even recognize him as a brother?
After the meeting, Yuan Sui'an grabbed his wrist tightly, with a gloomy tone and overwhelming hatred.
"Xing Changle, you really fucking want to die."
Xing Changle didn't speak, and just looked at him indifferently. His eyes no longer had the high-spiritedness and wantonness he had when he was young.
Yuan Sui An's wrist bones were aching from being held in his hand, and a piece of his heart seemed to be torn out, with bloody pain.
Only then did he realize why Xing Changle was so thin, and how did his baby become so thin?
And later.
The more Yuan Sui An looked at his precious brother, the more he felt that there was a fire in his heart, burning so fiercely that it wanted to burn all his sanity away until he died.
He pinched Xing Changle's thin waist with one hand, his eyes dark.
"... Brother wants you,"
Xing Changle closed his mouth tightly, and his thin lower jaw tightened into a line.
"…"
His fingers on his waist were trembling, and his breathing was rapid.
"I've raised you so much, give me something in return, okay?"
Xing Changle still didn't look at him, put his hand to cover his stomach, and spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.
"Sorry, I'm pregnant."
1V1 giving birth, double cleansing
Intention: To live towards death
