"You want me to save her? That's okay." Li Yan stood on tiptoes and came closer to Yuan Jingxing with a chuckle, and his warm breath blew into Yuan Jingxing's ear.
"Then let's get married. This is my only request."
He was his childhood crush that died in vain, his Bai Yueguang needed his bone marrow, and he was unwilling to give in. He wanted to see how far he could go for her.
Li Yan stared at Yuan Jingxing, clearly disgusted with the undisguised shock in his eyes.
Li Yan pinched the early diagnosis report of gastric cancer in his arms and thought to himself that he had only liked Yuan Jingxing in his life. He would not live long, but he only occupied the other person's time for a year or two, and it would be good to display it as a decoration at home. When he died, the two of them would not owe each other, which was good.
Veins popped up on the back of Yuan Jingxing's hand as he held the diagnosis report, and the memory of ten years ago came to him - the young Li Yan was curled up in a bar booth, pulling on other men's clothes in a drunken state, and the red mark on his neck was like a cluster of fire burning into his eyes. That was the coffin board that he nailed with his own hands, burying all his childhood memories.
When we meet again ten years later, the once noble young master has become a third-rate actor who laughs at the bar. Yuan Jingxing had seen him on TV countless times, but who knew how much dirt was hidden behind his glamour.
He thought the two would never meet again, but he never thought that his bone marrow was her only salvation. But he used marriage as a threat. After ten years of not seeing each other, he was still the same as before.
But he still agreed, he knew that he had to save her, that was what he owed her.
HE, HE
Purpose: Marriage is destined by fate
