Baicheng's condition deteriorated faster than expected.
Even ordinary painkillers have gradually lost their effectiveness, and have been replaced with painkillers made of special materials.
Once this kind of drug is used, it will become addictive. If a doctor can prescribe this kind of drug, it means that it has reached a desperate situation, and there is no need to think about how to quit addiction in the future.
All the plans that had been made were cancelled, and Mo Li stayed in front of Baicheng's bed, using a warm towel to wipe off the cold sweat that kept coming out of his head.
Baicheng really hurt, at first it was just his abdomen, and then his whole body seemed to be crushed, from muscles, to bones, to every nerve.
Without the medicine, he couldn't even fall asleep at all.
At this moment the phone rang, and Mo Li immediately picked it up and went out to answer it.
In order not to disturb Baicheng's rest, Mo Li's mobile phones were all set to silent mode, not even vibrate.
"Brother." Mo Ming's voice on the other end of the phone was a little frustrated, and he said in a low voice: "I brought gifts for Brother Bai, including shells, flowers, and many souvenirs, do you want to give them to Brother Bai?"
After the voice fell, a female voice came from the other side of the phone, and said very unhappy: "I have said several times that I can't give it to you. Are you giving these things to a terminally ill person? Are you just trying to make him despair?" ?"
How uncomfortable it is to be able to see beautiful things without being able to see them with your own eyes.
"Give it to me, I'll ask him." Mo Li was in no mood to say anything to others, and he didn't listen to what Mo Ming argued, so he hung up the phone after saying a few words, and returned to take care of Baicheng.
Unexpectedly, Bai Cheng, who had just fallen asleep, woke up at this time. His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were looking at the night scene outside the window, and he was still smiling. He couldn't see the painful appearance of being tortured by pain a few hours ago.
"I want to eat cake." Seeing Mo Li approaching, he said with a smile, he froze when he saw his skinny fingers from the corner of his eye, and then quietly hid them under the quilt.
"No." Mo Li continued to pick up the towel, stepped on the sweat on Baicheng's forehead, and said in an overly calm voice, "You can't eat."
"I just taste it." Bai Cheng grabbed Mo Li's sleeve, and said in a coquettish voice, "I just tasted it and didn't swallow it."
Mo Li was silent, met Shang Baicheng's longing eyes, finally took out his phone and asked the chef to do it.
It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and the poor chef had to get up and make cakes.
"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Mo Li sat over, Bai Cheng who had been injected with the medicine looked a little sleepy, and usually would sleep for a while when he was not in pain.
"Suddenly I really want to eat sweets, so I don't want to sleep." Baicheng tugged Mo Li again, made him sit on the bed, then approached him intimately, yawned and said, "Tell me, if I leave , what do you do?"
"Then don't go." Mo Li gently wrapped his arms around him, gently scratching the dark blue under Baicheng's eyes with his fingers, and buried his head in Baicheng's neck after a while, unwilling to make a sound.
Baicheng didn't answer.
After waiting for almost an hour, the cake was still not delivered to the door. Seeing that Bai Cheng's face gradually paled and his body began to curl up, Mo Li impatiently urged him, but the chef had just finished it and still had to send it over.
Mo Liyin endured the emotion of wanting to kill someone, and patted Bai Cheng's back softly to coax him, but the effect of the medicine on Bai Cheng's body passed, and his whole body began to ache again. He held on to whatever he could grab, It hurt so much that I let go and grabbed again, and if I didn't bite something in my mouth, I would roar hoarsely uncontrollably.
The sheets could be torn apart, only when Bai Cheng touched Mo Li would he instinctively relax his strength, and then go grab something else.
Gradually, he lost the strength to struggle, couldn't cry out in pain, couldn't even move, only tears kept coming out.
The cake was finally delivered, but at this time, Baicheng had long since lost the desire to eat it.
Mo Li couldn't do anything, he could only watch Bai Cheng hurt, he could only prevent Bai Cheng from hurting himself, he was powerless and helpless.
There is a time limit for medicine injections, and you can only use up to two injections a day, and if you use too much, it will be no different from poison.
Even so, the efficacy of the drug is gradually fading.
Baicheng was in pain throughout the day except for a brief rest after taking the medicine.
By the time he got better, the cake was no longer edible.
At this time, Mo Li hated why he couldn't do it. If he could cook food himself, he wouldn't be unable to satisfy Baicheng's little wish!
So while Baicheng was sleeping, Mo Li walked into the kitchen, and started to learn how to cook from the strategies on the Internet.
But he is a person who can wash a pot and smash it. I don’t know how many times he failed. When he tried to make the dessert he wanted to eat in the messy kitchen, he tasted it and found it was bitter.
Emotions erupted in an instant, he smashed the dessert plate with all his strength, and smashed the broken plate hard, even though blood was spilled from the smash, he still couldn't restrain himself from stopping.
After an unknown amount of time, he saw his phone light up, and after answering the call, he knew that Mo Ming had delivered all the small specialties he brought to his door.
There were bloodstains on the back of his hand. He stood up and washed the blood away with cold water, then bandaged it up briefly, took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, and continued to learn how to cook.
Baicheng lost weight again.
However, he finally ate the dessert made by Mo Li. He was a little surprised that the taste was not bad, and joked to Mo Li: "It seems that people are forced out. Without me cooking, you have such a good skill."
Mo Li's eyes darkened, and he put his hand to Bai Cheng's mouth with a calm expression, watched him spit out the cake he ate, and then picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth.
"I'll make whatever you want to eat." He whispered, his voice was gentle as if coaxing a child.
"Really?" Baicheng coughed, thought for a while and said happily: "Then excuse me, old man, I want sour one today, and salty one tomorrow, and bitter one the day after tomorrow."
Mo Li nodded, and was about to get up to make sour food, when he suddenly thought of something and stopped, turned around and said, "Mo Ming went on a trip and brought back some gadgets, do you want to see them?"
"Okay, although this kid is in school, he's too stingy, and he hasn't given me any gifts." Baicheng hugged the quilt, looking a little sleepy, "If you give me a chance, I also want to experience college life , Let’s talk about a girlfriend.”
"When you get better, I'll take you there personally, but my girlfriend doesn't even think about it." Mo Li went out and put the gift from Mo Ming in front of Baicheng, and watched Baicheng take out a bunch of shells in surprise, I finally felt relieved and went to the kitchen to make food.
And Bai Cheng's smile faded after he left his sight, and finally disappeared completely.
He tightly squeezed those beautiful little objects in his hands, biting his lips and weeping silently.
There are shells, nesting dolls, and a small jar of sand. He can imagine the taste of the sea breeze and the thick snow scene of country E, but they are all limited to his imagination.
How long can he last
... He didn't want to die.
For the sake of pleasing himself, Bai Cheng wants to leave his best side to Mo Li when he is alive, at least he doesn't want to cry when he is awake.
The time became longer and shorter, and at the same time, one day, Baicheng finally realized that he might really be dying.
Mo Li sent him to the hospital overnight. On this day, Baicheng's spirit was better than ever.
"Why did you say you fell in love with me at the beginning?" Baicheng heard the sound of the surrounding equipment, and muttered incomprehensibly: "I have no education, and my personality is not good. Although I look good, I am more handsome than me." There are too many people, I am not worthy of you."
Mo Li could no longer restrain his emotions at this moment. He could only hold Bai Chengguo's hand, suppressed his emotions, and said in a low voice, "I don't know. I knew it was you the first time I saw you."
"Love at first sight? This is not bad." Bai Cheng smiled:
"Everyone in this world says love at first sight doesn't exist, it's just love at first sight, but with you, I believe it."
…
Mo Li opened his eyes, looked at the pitch-black ceiling, and when he touched his face, his face was covered with tears.
Dream
He suddenly realized something and rolled off the bed, opened the closet and saw the school uniform of No. 6 Middle School in H City, reconfirmed that he had been reborn, hugged the school uniform tightly, squatted down silently and choked up.
The alarm sounded, and he stood up and pressed the alarm, washed up briefly, changed his clothes and went to school.
Without Xu Jia in the class, the attitude of talking among the classmates obviously relaxed a lot, and no one even paid attention to Wu Shi when he yelled to be quiet.
It was just that the moment Mo Li came in, the class immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at him with curiosity and probing eyes.
It's a lot of energy to get rid of their Xu family in H city. If they build a good relationship, they might not have to worry about food and clothing in the future.
It's a pity that Mo Li didn't pay attention to these people at all. He sat in his seat with a blank expression, ignoring all the people who came to talk to him.
He was in a bad mood today, and he didn't even bother to pretend.
Until Bai Cheng came in, Mo Li's expression became joyful at a speed visible to the naked eye, he stood up very actively and waved: "Sit next to me!"
Bai Cheng looked a little sleepy and absent-minded. When he heard this sound, he was stunned for a moment, then he also smiled, strode over and put his schoolbag on the table and said, "You came early?"
"It's you who came late." Mo Li took out the breakfast he made himself. The small cakes he cooked were fragrant and delicious. "Eat breakfast, otherwise it will be bad for your health."
"I don't have the habit of eating breakfast." Bai Cheng frowned, thinking that Mo Li was good everywhere, but he always liked to force him to eat.
"It's a waste if you don't eat it." Mo Li lowered his head and said in frustration, "I've been doing it for a long time."
Seeing this, Baicheng felt helpless, picked up a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth, the delicious taste buds almost sang, he almost cried, couldn't help but took two more: "Your future partner must have saved the galaxy, to meet you."
Mo Li lay on the table, smiling with crooked eyes:
"That's right."