"Brother Li, it is enough to have you by my side."
The terminally ill man's eyebrows and eyes were curved, like a starry night in summer.
Even if he was in such pain that he couldn't even drink a sip of water.
With thin and deeply sunken cheeks and a bony body, there is no longer any brilliance in health.
Mo Li stood by the bed, held his cold hand, his resolute face was ashen and desperate, and he choked up almost pleadingly:
"Don't die, please."
The voice of despair made Baicheng's dry eyes move, and the sad eyes still showed a smile and said:
"I'm not here anymore, you should be fine too."
"Don't eat spicy food, don't fight, eat on time, and remember me. If you have a new lover, you should also speak good things about me in front of him."
After the words fell, his eyes lit up a little, and he said jokingly, "If you think of me and feel sad, you can forget it."
The voice became softer and softer, until the last few words almost dissipated in the air as soon as they were spoken.
Mo Li held Bai Cheng's hand tightly and pressed it to his forehead, his shoulders trembled, he didn't want to hear this at all!
He could hardly hold back his irritable emotions, veins popped up on his forehead, and he growled like a trapped animal:
"If you die, none of your friends will feel better! I will smash all the things you like and collect for you!"
Unable to hear Baicheng's echo, he raised his head, only to see that Baicheng had closed his eyes.
The equipment beside the hospital bed blares, but his world is silent.
"It's clear—"
Unable to restrain himself, he stood up and pressed Baicheng's shoulders, he roared sharply with red eyes:
"We clearly agreed to be together forever, Baicheng, why the fuck did you just leave me behind?!"
"How can you be willing, how can you be willing!"
He was born with emotional defects, irritable and uncontrollable, and he has hurt many people since he was a child.
Everyone is afraid of him, only Baicheng is willing to stay by his side.
Holding Baicheng's gradually stiff and cold body tightly, he suddenly realized that Baicheng was really going to disappear.
His irritable expression became flustered, and he hurriedly pressed against Bai Cheng's face, trying to warm up the person in his arms.
It's a pity that this person who used to be as warm as the sun finally became completely cold.
After the rage, there was only endless despair left.
"Don't you want to go to college? I haven't taken you there yet, so wait a little longer, okay?"
"Wake up, wake up, I beg you..."
In the bright ward under the incandescent lamp, only the desperate pleading of the man remained.
But got no response.
…
Mo Li woke up suddenly, panting heavily, his back was soaked in cold sweat.
"Here we are, a total of sixty yuan."
Hearing the driver's urging voice, he raised his hands tiredly to cover his sore eyes, only to realize that he had fallen asleep just now.
It has been a few days since he came back from rebirth, he went through the transfer procedures by himself, and flew directly to H City.
Because Baicheng is here.
Class 2, Grade 3, glanced at the class sign, Mo Li carefully adjusted his sleeves and neckline, and took a deep breath.
Follow the teacher in charge to enter the door.
There were whispering voices under the podium, and Mo Li didn't care about it. He quickly looked around the classroom for a week, but he didn't see Baicheng.
What about others
After being absent-mindedly introduced by the head teacher, Mo Li stepped off the podium and sat in the last row of empty seats.
He is a newly transferred student, and he sits alone without a deskmate.
There was also an empty seat in the front row, and before he could doubt whether this was Baicheng's seat, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.
A teenager with scratches on his face strode in, his school uniform was stained with dirt, and his expression was gloomy.
The boy ignored his teacher and his classmates, and sat directly in front of Mo Li, without even looking at Mo Li.
It seems that he is not interested in this transfer student at all.
Mo Li held his breath, and could only hear his own heartbeat beating like a drum.
This is his city!
Different from the stable adult appearance in memory, Baicheng's face at this time is still a little green, and his eyes are also unruly like that of a teenager.
Mo Li's breathing became rapid, and he almost exhausted his strength to restrain himself from being impulsive.
"Hello, my name is Qu Ziyu, and I will be classmates from now on, just ask me if you need anything."
At this moment, Bai Cheng's deskmate suddenly turned his head and greeted him softly.
I thought that Mo Li, who had always been indifferent, would not respond, but unexpectedly, Mo Li smiled at him gently, Ruyu's black eyes were warm and easy-going, and he looked very easy to get along with.
But when Qu Ziyu turned his head, his eyes faded away from the smile, and he stuck to Bai Cheng's back paranoidly.
It's a pity that Baicheng didn't mean to say hello to him as a transfer student from the beginning to the end.
The homeroom teacher directly chose to ignore Bai Cheng's rudeness. She just glanced at her in disgust, and asked everyone to open their books and get ready for class.
Baicheng didn't intend to take the book, and just lay down on the table and started to sleep.
Seeing this, Mo Li's eyes darkened, and he lightly tapped the table with his fingers.
The young Baicheng was not quite the same as the Baicheng he knew.
He had to find a way to get close to Baicheng first.
When class was over, he was about to talk to Bai Cheng, but many people surrounded him, chattering about his situation,
Now in the third year of high school, a transfer student suddenly transferred, which made the students very curious.
Especially when they heard the teacher say that Mo Li came from No. 1 Middle School in City A, they couldn't help being excited.
City A is a big city, not something a small city like them can compare to!
And No. 1 Middle School in City A is a very famous middle school, which has produced many famous people.
The most important thing is that Mo Li is tall and handsome!
Mo Li answered the students' questions with a smile.
He is handsome, has a nice voice, and a gentle manner.
For a while, many students in the class were attracted by him.
During this period, Mo Li noticed that Bai Cheng was lying on the table all the time, indifferent to the outside world.
Seeing that Mo Li was paying attention to the direction of Baicheng, a girl quickly lowered her voice and said:
"Stay away from Baicheng."
As soon as the words fell, she suddenly felt as if a knife had been strung around her neck, and her neck felt cold.
Looking up and seeing that Mo Li's expression didn't change much, the girl just thought it was her own illusion, and said in a low voice:
"Baicheng is just crazy, he fights every now and then, I heard he even killed someone when he was a child!"
After the words fell, Baicheng felt a little bit of movement, the girl was startled, and quickly grabbed the arm of her friend beside her, looking at him warily.
Seeing that Baicheng didn't make any further moves, she spat in a low voice in peace of mind:
"...disgusting."
"shut up!"
Mo Li suddenly snorted coldly.
Seeing the girl looking at him in surprise, Mo Liyin closed his eyes coldly, tried his best to control his emotions, and said in a soft voice:
"I don't like to hear this, don't say it."
But even so, the girl's eyes were still red, and she turned around and went to the seat to cry.
It's okay for her to be kind and Mo Li doesn't appreciate it, and even yelled at her to tell her to shut up.
Seeing this, even Qu Ziyu couldn't help but turned around and said, "Mo Li, it's not good for you to treat girls like this."
Mo Li raised his eyes lazily, and said lightly, "I don't like to hear her words."
This is his rebirth. If he had never met Baicheng in his previous life, he would have smashed this girl into a dog by picking up a chair.
The other students looked at each other in blank dismay.
However, Mo Li just told the girls to shut up without doing anything, and all the girls who had a good relationship with the girls left, but still many students stayed to inquire about Mo Li's situation.
After one morning, everyone went to have lunch in a row, Qu Ziyu called Mo Li, and when he saw that Mo Li would not go, he left with the others with a smile on his face.
The classroom quickly became quiet, only Mo Li and Bai Cheng who were sleeping on the table were left.
Mo Li stared closely at Bai Cheng's back, clenched his fists restrainedly, his fingertips almost sunk deeply into his flesh.
I want to touch Baicheng, but I am afraid that it will be a mirror image, and it will disappear when I touch it.
I wanted to laugh, but my eyes were sore.
He stood up, his gaze fell just enough to land on the back of Baicheng's smooth neck.
The Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and the teeth were gently ground, and for some reason, he remembered the touch of Baicheng's soft and tender skin when he was biting.
I miss it so much.
His fingers lightly touched Baicheng's jet-black and fluffy hair, maybe his movements were too light, Baicheng didn't move, he was obedient.
After observing all morning, he found that Baicheng was very quiet when he was a boy, it was too quiet.
This is the Baicheng that he doesn't know.
"Acheng."
He called out and found that his voice had long been hoarse.