In the high-end ward of a private hospital, there is only the occasional slight ticking sound of the electrocardiograph.
Sitting in front of the hospital bed was a handsome but cold-faced man who looked at the sick person sleeping quietly with deep eyes.
The man is wearing a white shirt and a pair of black suit trousers. Such a simple dress in time can not let people ignore the aura that belongs to the superior that exudes from him.
The face of the person lying on the sickbed is a bit overweight, with a pointed chin, his face is a little pale, and his breathing is very shallow.
A ray of sunset shines through the window on that pale face that seems to be transparent, making Junyi's extraordinary face a touch of warmth and a touch of holiness, but it is as fragile as a glass doll that breaks when touched.
The man by the hospital bed watched intently and quietly from beginning to end, as if the person in the hospital bed would disappear from his eyes in the blink of an eye.
Finally, the long and thick eyelashes of the ill person jittered slightly, and slowly opened their eyes, the whole face felt aura and radiant in an instant.
When the people at the bedside saw the sleeping person open their eyes, their voice trembled slightly and couldn't believe it.
As if afraid of breaking the dream, he said softly: "Brother?" Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was a little dull.
Mu Jinrui turned his head slowly when he heard the voice, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Haochen?"
Mu Haochen stood up abruptly, and because of the swift movement, he brought the chair behind him down and made a loud noise.
But Mu Haochen couldn't take care of this anymore, and his sharply sharp face was full of surprises.
"Brother! You finally woke up, I thought you would never wake up again..." Mu Haochen, who was not good at words, revealed his fear in his heart.
Mu Jinrui: "...", the strange and quiet atmosphere of a room.
"Well, I woke up and want to drink water." In the end, Mu Jinrui broke the silent air in the ward that was about to freeze.
Hearing Mu Jinrui's words, Mu Haochen hurriedly poured a glass of water, carefully tested the water temperature before passing the water to Mu Jinrui's hand: "Brother, drink water."
Mu Jinrui slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, took a few sips of water, and stopped.
Mu Haochen looked at Mu Jinrui who was no longer drinking water, took the water glass in his hand and put it back on the table.
Everything seems so smooth and tacit, but such a situation simply couldn't happen three years ago.
"Haochen, when did you start calling my brother
Remember when we were young, even if my dad scolded you, you wouldn't call me brother.
Keke..." Mu Jinrui coughed one after another, and he could only speak half way.
Mu Haochen quickly slapped Mu Jinrui on the back: "Brother, speak slowly, you just woke up. Do you want to eat?"
Seeing his elder brother Mu Jinrui's thin and able to touch the back of the bones, Mu Haochen frowned.
Mu Jinrui slowly calmed down his cough, raised his hand to stop Mu Haochen's back pat. After taking a breath of breath, he slowly raised his head, looking at Mu Haochen and said, "Don't tell me now, I'm afraid I will do it again later. There is no chance to say it."
"Brother!" Mu Haochen shouted, raising the volume. Mu Jinrui raised his hand again and interrupted his brother's words: "Listen to me, this may also be the last conversation in our life. I know my own body. When did you learn to deceive yourself?"
Mu Jinrui smiled weakly, and continued to say to Mu Haochen: "Sit down, your neck is too high!"
"Brother, you tell me to listen." Mu Haochen hurriedly sat down, as if he was afraid that his brother would be uncomfortable for a second.
Mu Jinrui looked at Mu Haochen, but the focus in his eyes did not focus on Mu Haochen, as if he had seen the past through him.
Mu Jinrui seemed to be remembering something, and finally said slowly: "I haven't lived in vain for 30 years. In the end, you will stay with me. After I die, remember to spill my ashes into the sea. I I like freedom, but I have never been free in my life. I want to go to every corner of the world to take a look. Before, the two of us fought hard and lived, and it felt very worthless. Sorry for this great time."
"I thought about the past carefully. Actually, we didn't have any contradictions. We didn't even fight since we were young, right? Hao Chen?" Mu Jinrui's face was full of memories, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.
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