Chapter 1879: Lost in the Wilderness (End)

one year later.
"Miss Liu, look, the tumor in Mr. Xin's brain is growing. This is a year ago, this is a year later..."
The two pictures seem to be the same, but after overlapping, you will find that they have indeed grown a little bit.
"Can surgery be done?"
"Not for the time being." The doctor shook his head: "In this position, surgery is too difficult."
The doctor's statement is that it is better not to perform surgery as a last resort.
Because the success rate is too low.
It was not that Chuzheng had not taken Xin Zhu to see other doctors, but the results were the same, and surgery was not recommended.
No one can guarantee the success of the operation in this case.
Chu Zheng came out with a heavy mind, but Xin Zhu came over and didn't notice.
He leaned forward and kissed Chu Zheng on the cheek: "I'm not afraid of death, don't be sad."
Chu Zheng's brows narrowed slightly: "You are eavesdropping again."
"...No." Xin Zhu immediately raised his head to look at the ceiling, his voice weakened with guilty conscience: "I just passed by and heard it."
"Afraid?"
Xin Zhu shook his head: "I'm not afraid, I have you."
What good is it with me, I can't take it for you.
In the next few years, Xin Zhu had no major problems.
The time frozen in him also began to pass, just like a normal person.
Later, Xin Zhu started to have a headache, although not as sharp as in the previous place.
However, the occasional dull pain made Xin Zhu still uncomfortable, and sometimes could not sleep all night.
The treatment made him look bad, and he was very sick.
Chuzheng propped himself up, staring at the people around him, running his fingertips along his cheeks and touching the top of his hair.
The fingers passed through the hair, but the fingers brought up some hair.
"Well……"
Xin Zhu seemed to be awakened, and Chu Zhengshou grasped tightly.
"Chu?" Xin Zhu whispered.
"Ok."
Xin Zhu heard her voice, leaned against her, hugged her and fell asleep again.
Chuzheng stretched out his palms and looked at the hair in his palms, lost in thought.
Otherwise...Kill him first, so as to reduce his pain.
[...] The King almost couldn't hold back the swearing. You thought about it for a long time, just thought of this? Are you the devil? ! That's your good person card! !
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It is impossible to kill, and you have to take care of it every day.
Chu Zheng tried his best to prevent Xin Zhu from discovering that he was going to be bald, but finally found out that he was depressed in the room for two days alone.
"It's not just hair. Now that the technique is so good, I will grow it for you."
Xin Zhuyou glanced at her bitterly.
Chu Zheng: "..."
Fortunately, Xin Zhu was depressed for two days, adjusted himself and regained his vitality.
The doctor’s child was taken to the villa, and Xin was sitting on the lawn, playing the guitar for the doctor’s child.
Not to mention the master level, but it is also better than some people.
The doctor was actually a little scared, for fear that his child would bump the golden lump.
As time passed, the child was in elementary school, and Xin Zhu's illness became more and more serious.
He likes to sit on the terrace and look at the sky.
Chu Zheng asked him what he was looking at. He said he looked at the stars, hoping that after he died, he could become a star and watch her from above.
You are dead, I can't stay long...
"I want to see my mother again." Xin Zhu asked in a low voice.
Although Xin Zhu's mother is not in good health, she is still alive for so many years.
"it is good."
Chu Zheng got his car ready and went to the nursing home.
The old man looked much weaker than before. He was sitting in a wheelchair when he went out. He mumbled something and looked a little unconscious.
The nurse had something to do. After leaving for a while, Chuzheng helped Xin Zhu to pass.
"When will Xiao Zhu go home...Is Xiao Zhu home? Xiao Zhu..."
Getting closer, Xin Zhu heard what she was saying.
Xin Zhu raised his hand to cover his mouth, warm eyes surged in his eyes.
"mom……"
Xin Zhu looked over there and let Chu Zheng hide in a panic.
Little sister Xin Zhu came over: "Mom, why are you here alone?"
"Xiao Zhu, have you seen Xiao Zhu?"
"Mom, Xiao Zhu has gone home and will see you later."
"Go home, go home..."
Little sister Xin Zhu pushed the old man away, Xin Zhu couldn't support her body, and all the weight was on Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng held Xin Zhu and comforted him silently.
Xin Zhu didn't dare to see them before, and now he dare not see them.
They have decided that they are dead, and they suddenly appeared, but they are still going to die...
"I want to go home." Xin Zhu said hoarsely: "Take me home."
"it is good."
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Since that day, Xin Zhu's condition has deteriorated rapidly.
"Xin Zhu, I'll take you back." Maybe when he gets back there, his condition will not continue to deteriorate, just like before.
"I don't want it." Xin Zhu refused simply: "I don't want to go back to that place."
"why?"
"I don't like it there." Anyone who has been trapped in that place for decades will not like it.
Even if his illness is there and it might get better, he doesn't want to go.
"You will die."
"Are you afraid of my death?"
"..." I'm not afraid. I'll meet soon anyway, but... still feel uncomfortable in my heart.
Of course Chuzheng would not say this.
Xin Zhu stretched out his hand and stroked Chu Zheng's cheek: "I'm dead, will you find someone else?"
"will not."
There is only one good person card. Where can I find someone else?
Xin Zhu smiled slowly, his pale face with a soft warmth: "I want to stay at home with you, not going anywhere."
Chu Zheng's heart trembled slightly, and for a long time he covered the back of his hand: "Yeah."
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"Miss, miss..."
The servant opened the door of the study room with a horrified tone: "Mr. Xin suddenly fainted just now."
Chuzheng went straight to the medical room below. The equipment inside was complete, and the huge transparent glass could fully see the situation inside.
The doctor is doing emergency care, but the situation is not good.
Chu Zheng stood outside blankly, unable to see what she was thinking.
Snow fell in the foggy sky, and the whole world became hazy.
The doctor came out and took off his mask: "Miss Liu...he is running out of time."
Chuzheng blinked, then nodded for a while: "I see."
The doctor led people away, and soon only Chu Zheng and Xin Zhu were left here.
Chu Zheng exhaled and went in calmly. Xin Zhu was still lying there, thin and thin.
Chu Zheng held his hand and sat down, waiting for him to wake up.
The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the ground has been covered with a thin layer of white snow.
"Snowing?"
Chu Zheng retracted his eyes from the window, and Xin Zhu tilted his head, looking at the rustling snow outside the window, with a pale smile on his face.
"Yeah." It's snowing.
Xin Zhu's lips opened: "I want to go outside..."
"……it is good."
Chu Zheng took the person to the terrace upstairs and wrapped him in a thick blanket.
Both of them didn't speak, Xin Zhu looked at the falling snow, not knowing where his thoughts had scattered.
After a long time, Xin Zhu reached out from the blanket and caught a piece of falling snowflakes.
The snowflakes melted instantly after being exposed to the temperature.
He retracted his hand in disappointment, raised his head somewhat laboriously, and looked at the person holding him.
I really want to accompany her more...
But he was so uncomfortable.
The light in front of him became more and more fading, and the familiar person became blurred.
"Xin Zhu, don't cry, we will meet again."
"Then we're done." Xin Zhu stretched out his hand: "Retractor."
"Naive." Chu Zheng said from his mouth, but his fingers stretched out.
Xin Zhu raised his head slightly, his cold lips covering Chu Zheng's lips: "I like you."
The power that hooked her fingers suddenly seemed to lose strength, gradually loosened and dropped.
Snow fell all over the sky, covering up the phrase ‘I like you’.
Chu Zheng calmly put Xin Zhu's hand back into the blanket and sat on the terrace in silence, hugging him.
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Two years later.
A car parked outside the villa, with the official badge danglingly pasted on its body, the door was pushed open, and the two men got off at the same time.
One of the men went over to ring the doorbell.
The servant who opened the door was an unfamiliar face: "Is Miss Liu there?"
"Miss Liu? There is no such person here." The servant was puzzled: "Did you find the wrong place?"
"Isn't Ms. Liu Chuzheng living here?"
The servant shook his head: "Our husband's last name is Yu."
"You are?" The owner of the villa came back from the outside and saw these two comrades in official leather, almost thinking that he had done something wrong.
"Do you know Ms. Liu Chuzheng?"
"Yes, she sold me this house."
"Then do you know where she went?"
"I don't know about this."
"...Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
When they walked out of the villa, the expressions on both of them were not good. In that case, some clues were found, but now the main suspect is gone.
"Hey... let's go."
The car slowly left the villa.
In the garden of the villa, two large white rats stand on their forelimbs, looking in the direction of the courtyard wall.
The other one sprang out from nowhere, and slapped one of them with a paw: "Squeaky!!"
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Liu..." Someone from far away called them.
The three white rats stalked back immediately.
"Oh, a few little ancestors, don't run around." The people over there were relieved when they saw that the rats were all coming back.
"Squeaky!!"
"squeak!!"
"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, it will be done soon."