Later, when Han Yue recalled that memory, it was simply the happiest, most beautiful, and most hopeful day in his life.
When Chu Ci was diagnosed with mid-stage gastric cancer, her physical fitness was relatively poor, and she could not undergo surgery immediately. She had to undergo two to three courses of chemotherapy first. Han Yue recruited two oncologists from other places, specially bought a house and placed it downstairs under him, and invited them to come up anytime and anywhere if necessary. Basically, Chu Ci has a doctor on call 24 hours a day.
These things were strictly hidden from outsiders, and Han Yue didn't dare to leave any chance for the Hou family to find out.
In fact, there were many people who wanted Chu Ci at that time, not only the Hou family, but Hou Hongchang and his family were the most urgent, craziest, and most powerful.
Han Yue was sure to get rid of most of the people who wanted Chu Ci, but the Hou family couldn't be easily messed with. Hou Hongchang's parents are nothing to be afraid of. The key is that he has an uncle who is a general, that is, the old man of Hou Yu's family. He has been comrades-in-arms with Old Commander Han for many years. Han Yue also wants to respect his elders when he sees him.
Seeing Han Yue's strict defense, Chu Ci always took it for granted that he should play games and eat verbs. After taking the medicine, his appetite improved a bit. In the afternoon, he often sneaked into the study room with a plate of snacks, and fought monsters in front of the copy of the computer group. He didn't come out until dark.
Although Han Yue didn't have the slightest interest in games, but wanted to be with Chu Ci, he always went to disturb him, talk to him, and serve him tea and water. Sometimes seeing him staring at the screen engrossed, I couldn't help laughing: "Are you so obsessed? Why haven't I seen you play before? What's so fun about virtual fighting?"
Chu Ci didn't take his eyes off the computer, and said without raising his head, "Well, I can't go out anyway."
Han Yue was silent for a while.
Since Chu Ci was captured by him, she has never been able to go out. The only exception was the last time I went to the hospital for an examination, and was watched closely by Han Yue from beginning to end.
"...If you can't go out, just sleep at home for a while, to nourish your spirit or something. And didn't you like reading books before? I'll buy you any books you like. Don't stare at the computer all the time, radiation hurts people."
Chu Ci's fingers on the keyboard paused, and then he sat back slowly, sinking deeply into the armchair, "My account is already over fifty levels."
Han Yue looked at him in confusion.
"When I was in college, I didn't have time to play games. I often envied my roommates who went to Internet cafes together at night. After I started working, I didn't feel in the mood to play these few years, so this game was played after I quit my job. In fact, I really want to use my account I have reached level 70, but my progress is always delayed because of various things, and I have only had a little free time until now."
Chu Ci took a breath, and said in a low voice, "I don't know if I will have time to improve my account to level 70 before I die."
It was quiet in the study.
Chu Ci was silent for a while, and instead of looking at Han Yue, he touched the mouse again and started playing.
Han Yue stood beside him, looked at his plain side face, watched the fierce fight on the screen, and then turned and walked out silently after a while.
Chu Ci was very depressed when eating at night, because the next day she had to undergo chemotherapy, which was very painful after all.
He was so sleepy that he didn't want to eat, and kept playing with a few grains of rice with his chopsticks, but he accidentally knocked over the bowl on the ground, and the rice was scattered all over the floor.
The frosted floor tiles were very sticky to the rice, Chu Ci immediately squatted down to clean up, Han Yue leaned over and grabbed his hand: "Go and sit down! I'll do it."
He went to get the broom, dustpan and wet rag, first carefully cleaned up the debris, then picked up the rice bit by bit with the wet rag and threw it away, and finally wiped the floor tiles wet to make sure that the slippers would no longer stick. stop.
Chu Ci sat on the chair, and watched Han Yue silently throughout the whole process, her eyelashes drooping slightly, and she couldn't see clearly what his eyes were.
Han Yue stood up, saw his expression, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter with you? Are you unhappy?" He reached out to touch Chu Ci's face.
But the moment before he touched it, he retracted the hand that had just taken the rag, and wiped it on his pants.
Chu Ci said, "Nothing."
"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy, and get enough energy for chemotherapy tomorrow. Don't be afraid, it's about healing, you have to think about the good."
Chu Ci stood up without saying a word, and walked towards the bedroom. Han Yue seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of soap on his body when he passed by. He couldn't help turning his head, watching Chu Ci walk to the door of the carpet in the bedroom, and was taking off his slippers, revealing a pair of cotton trousers covering his clothes. fair feet.
Han Yue suddenly couldn't help calling out: "Chu Ci!"
Chu Ci turned around.
"...Don't you know how to play games? Teach me tomorrow." Han Yue smiled as he spoke, and it seemed that he tried to smile more gently, but unfortunately his face was already gloomy, and this kind of effort produced a kind of nondescript The effect, "—what, I have never played games, but I can learn everything very quickly, let's teach us how to form a team."
Chu Ci stared at Han Yue motionlessly, with his back turned to the light in the bedroom, unable to see clearly the emotion in his eyes.
Han Yue stood still for a long time, only feeling that his palms were sweating, and the muscles on his face were trembling because of being too tense. When he almost couldn't bear it and was about to rush over, he heard Chu Ci say flatly: "Okay."
Then he turned and walked into the bedroom, closing the door gently.
Han Yue was very excited that night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time.
He couldn't even wait for the dawn, waiting for tomorrow's arrival. I can't wait to blink, and the morning sun rises outside the window.
But hearing Chu Ci's steady breathing beside him, he felt that his hope was too selfish, because dawn to Chu Ci meant that the sweet dream was forced to end, and it meant that the nasty chemotherapy finally came.
Maybe it also means that the countdown to his life has been shortened by another day.
Just close your eyes and go to sleep.
Han Yue made up his mind, turned around to face Chu Ci, leaned his head gently against his arms.
Feeling Chu Ci's warm breath on his chest, Han Yue finally closed his eyes contentedly.
That feeling was so good, it was so good that it made my heart tremble. He and Chu Ci have slept on the same bed for so long, it seems that this is the first time he has really caught Chu Ci.
the first time.
Chu Ci spent the next week in chemotherapy.
Because he was about to undergo surgery soon, the doctor began to have strict requirements on Chu Ci's physical condition. Even if he vomited, he was required to eat and drink a lot of high-nutrition, high-nourishing, but tasteless soup.
Chu Ci was forced to stay in bed and was extremely annoyed. In order to relieve him, Han Yue moved his laptop to the bedside, ordered a few game magazines, and deliberately asked him some rookie and funny novice questions.
Chu Ci was able to answer the questions well at first, but then his temper came up, and he often threw Han Yue aside and ignored him. Just like what he used to do before, he turned his head coldly, treated Han Yue's question as air, and deliberately ignored his existence.
Han Yue guessed that half of the reason was because he was upset about chemotherapy, and the other half was because he hated himself.
But I don't know why, these actions that made Han Yue furious before, now make his whole heart soften, and he even feels like crying.
If Chu Ci still hated him at this point, then probably it would be like this for the rest of his life.
How long can Chu Ci's life last
He envisioned a sweet future countless times, and vowed countless times to make up for it, but who knows that the road will come to an end in a blink of an eye, which is too fast for him to accept.
He should have been furious at Chu Ci's indifference like before, forcing him to turn his head to look at him, forcing him to talk to him, making him realize that he was full of jealousy after being left out.
Unexpectedly, he realized today that even being deliberately indifferent by Chu Ci is a luxury.
He may lose the happiness of being looked at by Chu Ci forever in the future.
It was only during the interval between two chemotherapy sessions that Chu Ci was allowed to get up and surf the Internet.
Because he hasn't logged in for too long, his level is still far from seventy, so he is still concentrating on clearing dungeons, fighting monsters, leveling, and paying close attention to every minute.
Han Yue sometimes felt that that was Chu Ci's original appearance, what kind of academically obsessed, gentle, refined, mature and steady engineer... Those were all illusions, and Chu Ci would have to wait at least ten years before he could really become that way.
He is still very young at the end of the day, with all the hobbies of young people, like new and interesting things, like snacks and barbecue, not like a good meal.
If there was no adoptive mother and younger brother, and if he hadn't known Han Yue, the current Chu Ci would be no different from every impulsive but kind-hearted young man on the street. He should be very proficient in online games, he may be a freelancer, or he may have a relationship or two, with a beautiful and lively young girl, sometimes quarreling, sometimes sweet.
It's just that there are too many possibilities, all of which were suddenly changed direction under Han Qiang's galloping wheels.
Han Yue sometimes sat next to Chu Ci in the name of watching and watching him brush up the dungeons. Some people in the group were very noisy, they were always yelling in the earphones, but Chu Ci was very quiet. Basically, he doesn't talk in the channel. After brushing the dungeon, he keeps his head on leveling, and walks alone. Even if he has been missing for many days, he has no friends who can remember to ask.
Han Yue secretly played a trick. He wrote down Chu Ci's account number, and then registered a small account by himself. After entering the game and reaching a dozen levels, he ran to chat with Chu Ci in the game.
Chu Ci usually played games in the study, so Han Yue ran to the living room with a few documents at hand, pretending that he was handling official business.
Who knew that Chu Ci would also be difficult to strike up a conversation with in the game. Han Yue's trumpet wandered around behind his buttocks for several days, but Chu Ci remained indifferent, often ignoring Han Yue's nonsense such as today's weather is really good, hahaha, have you eaten and what to eat.
Han Yue felt helpless, so he comforted himself with the excuse of "at least he didn't engage in online dating in the virtual world".
When it came to the last course of chemotherapy, Chu Ci's reaction was quite severe, and she vomited for several days in a row, and there was not even a little water left in her stomach. He lay in bed all day, with fluid in his hands, drowsy and drowsy, and his face was as pale as paper.
In those few days, Han Yue didn't even dare to sleep, he was afraid that when he woke up, Chu Ci would already be cold. He held Chu Ci's hand all night long, nervously feeling his pulse every few minutes, and then lowered his head to rub his cold, temperatureless face.
Although every meal is torture, the doctor still asks Chu Ci to eat as much as possible, because the date of surgery has been set, and the patient's physical condition has a great influence on the result of the surgery. Han Yue was afraid that Chu Ci would not be able to get off the operating table, so he tried different ways to burn all kinds of nutritious and delicious food, chewed them in his mouth and then fed them to him, forcing him to swallow them and not spit them out.
After a week of tossing like this, the last course of chemotherapy was over, and all that was left was to prepare for the arrival of surgery.
Chu Ci finally had some energy and asked to play the game.
Han Yue went to the living room to go online again, and when he saw Chu Ci's profile picture lit up in the friend list, he sent a big smile over: [I haven't seen you for a long time, where have you been? ] Chu Ci replied him with an ellipsis: […] Han Yue felt a little indescribable in his heart, sour and soft. He misses your unfriendly temper, no wonder you have no acquaintances on the Internet, who else in this world can remember to ask you a question except me
If one day you are gone, who else will be sad except me
He insisted on sending a message to Chu Ci again: [Where did you go? Busy working? fall in love? I got sick? go back home? ] This time Chu Ci was silent for a long time, and then returned him with an ellipsis: […] Han Yue was about to tirelessly show his concern as a stranger, when suddenly the bedroom door opened and footsteps came towards the living room.
Han Yue immediately switched to the work interface, pretending to be concentrating, when suddenly Chu Ci stood behind him and suddenly asked, "Han Yue, don't you feel bored like this?"
Han Yue almost dropped the mouse all of a sudden: "What... what's boring?"
"The next time you want to strike up a conversation, remember to use the shemale account!" Chu Ci turned around and strode into the bedroom, gritting her teeth in a low voice while walking: "It's so boring, do you think I'm a three-year-old child..."
Han Yue wiped his face in embarrassment, rushed to catch up, and stopped Chu Ci before he slammed the door: "Didn't I see that you are bored playing games alone, can I help you? Look at your friend list There are only a few people on the table, and no one usually says hello, am I looking at you... "
"Look at me poorly?"
"No no no no!"
"What are you looking at me for?"
"..." Han Yue was at a loss for words.
Chu Ci stared at him calmly, neither looking very angry nor joking. Han Yue couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and after a few seconds, he suddenly let out a long breath and asked: "Han Yue, I can understand that you do such boring things out of liking I, are you afraid that I will feel lonely alone, huh?"