Lemonade

Chapter 120: Finale (middle)

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"I lost the election."

Xun Yuming hung up the phone, his whole body was like a dried rose, his shoulders drooped and his head drooped.

Although Zhuang Yi can't be sure, he is still 70% certain that he will win the championship this year. Even Dr. Li said before that Xun Yuming's research this time is very promising and better than others.

did not expect.

"It's okay obviously." Zhuang Yi couldn't see him like this, he stretched out his arms to hug him, wrapped him in his arms to comfort him, "If it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time, your research is there, and no one can take it away."

Xun Yuming didn't even raise his head, he slumped on the carpet, his shoulders kept shaking, and there was a sobbing sound in his throat, clearly crying.

Zhuang Yi's heart felt sour, he exchanged a glance with his grandfather, and said softly: "Don't be so obvious, don't cry. Didn't we agree that we won't care if we win or not in the future?"

"You speak lightly." Xun Yuming squeezed out an out-of-key sentence, holding his head and refusing to get up.

Grandpa sighed, and ordered: "Obviously, don't be discouraged... Depressed, stand up!"

"Stand up and stand up." Xun Yuming raised his head, stood up with a "snap", the smile on his face was like the rising sun, and there were no traces of tears. He pursed his lips, his shoulder blades trembled when he laughed, and through his close-fitting suit, he looked like two butterflies fluttering their wings, "I lied to you!"

Zhuang Yi was startled, and was the first to react. He rushed over like a leopard, "You little villain, do you want to scare us to death?"

"It's getting more and more naughty!" Grandpa's heart dropped, and he scolded him angrily, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend upwards.

Xun Yuming hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, his smile gradually melted his facial features, and his voice raised uncontrollably, "I won the award for my brother! I won the award for my grandpa! I finally won the award!"

"Yes." Zhuang Yi also smiled, his eyes were full of his bright reflection, "You finally won the award."

Xun Yuming's blood boiled all over, he ran to the window, pushed open the glass, facing the wind and snow, he became sober for a moment, as if at this moment, he really won the award.

He put his hands to his mouth and shouted at the top of his voice, the more he shouted, the more grievance he felt in his heart. His voice echoed through the empty yard. It turns out that this is how I feel about proving myself. It turns out that the hard work will really be seen. It turns out that everything is worth it.

The cold wind was blowing into the neckline, and Xun Yuming didn't notice it at all. He shouted until his throat was hoarse. He shouted until the last bit of energy was exhausted. He shouted until the wind and snow outside stopped. Finally, he flattened his mouth and said to himself, " I finally won the prize." His legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

The big stone in his heart was suddenly removed, and the tense strings were also relaxed. Xun Yuming lay on the ground and hugged his head, a low growl came out of his chest, and he burst into tears. At this moment, not only did he not feel relaxed, but he was cramp and boneless, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

Grandpa sighed again, moved into the wheelchair, and rowed back to the bedroom, leaving space for the two of them. Zhuang Yi walked to the window, closed the window, knelt down and watched him silently, without saying a word.

Xun Yuming was tired from crying, his volume gradually weakened, he raised his tear-stained face and looked at him: "Why don't you come to help me?"

"I'm afraid you won't cry enough." Zhuang Yi rolled up his sleeves, took out a piece of paper, and gently wiped his tears, "Do you feel better?"

Xun Yuming nodded slightly, and with a strong nasal voice, said "Mmm", "It's much more comfortable."

"Then get up quickly, the ground is cold." Zhuang Yi pulled him up and rubbed his head, "It's late, are you sleepy?"

"I can't sleep anymore." How can he sleep tonight, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep all night.

Zhuang Yi expressed his understanding, took his hand and walked to the door, wrapped him in a cotton hat and down jacket, and signaled him to wait: "I'll go drive."

"Where are you going?" After being excited, Xun Yuming was really a little tired, standing at the door blankly, his mind was blank, and he was much slower than usual.

Zhuang Yi backed the car out of the yard, ran in and called him: "Come with me, I will take you to a place."

"It's so late, what are you doing?" Xun Yuming asked while getting into the car with him.

Zhuang Yi drove out of the community all the way, looking at the direction, he was heading towards the hospital. Today, there was a heavy snowfall, and the whole city was covered in silver. At night, the neon lights reflected the white light all over the floor, making it even more prosperous and splendid.

Xun Yuming's mood fluttered with the flowing light and shadow, and he soon became happy again. He leaned against the car door with his mouth pursed, staring at Zhuang Yi's handsome side face and sighed: "I am so happy now, I have never been so happy. Be happy."

"It's so good to win an award?" Zhuang Yi held the steering wheel with one hand and looked back at him.

Xun Yuming did not doubt that he was there: "That's good."

"Better than me?"

"..."

Xun Yuming smiled, turned his head away and did not look at him, "There is no comparison, you are also happy that I won the award, then you can make money."

When he invested in the laboratory before, he had signed a patent right transfer agreement with Xun Yuming. According to the provisions in it, the medical investment company under Zhuang Yi's name had all the right to dispose of the project.

At present, the initial research is over and it has won a big prize. Once it enters clinical application, it will generate immeasurable profits, and the wealth will snowball and rise exponentially. Zhuang Yi will also go from being bankrupt to becoming rich overnight.

"It's a pity." Xun Yuming sighed quietly, "I don't have a cent of the money."

Zhuang Yi smiled, and drove the car into a community adjacent to the hospital, which is the first echelon of the old city renovation. Due to the protection of the surrounding cultural relics, the height of nearby buildings is restricted, so a group of conjoined villas were built.

Surrounded by unsold new houses, Zhuang Yi parked his car in front of a small brown building with a wide open courtyard door, walked past two cedar trees covered with small light strips, took out the key and opened the door.

"This is your house?" Xun Yuming was surprised, he didn't expect that he could scrape together money to buy a house when he was poor.

Zhuang Yi turned on the light, and the interior decoration was very warm. There was a fluffy elk antler on the fireplace, and there were candles on both sides, which was quite a Christmas Eve atmosphere. "This is Cong Ye's house. I rented it as a temporary office. You can’t always do consultations in the hospital conference room.”

"What did you bring me here so late?"

"To show you something."

Zhuang Yi opened the bedroom on the left, stood at the door and invited him in. Xun Yuming looked over and saw a writing desk in front, sofa chairs and bookshelves beside it, and a bouquet of lilies on the coffee table, "Is this your office?"

He sat on the recliner in front of the window and turned around. He caught a glimpse of the three photo frames on the table, and suddenly remembered that when he went to his office for the first time, he saw these three photos. The moment he won the championship, and the photo of him and his family, the middle one is blank.

"Did you see it last time?" Zhuang Yi picked up the middle photo frame and handed it to him: "Now take it apart and have a look."

Xun Yuming looked into his smiling eyes, bent the corner of his mouth, opened the bottom holder, and a snow-white card fell down. He bent down to pick it up and looked at the light, "This is... your company?"

"Remember what I told you before?"

Xun Yuming nodded, how could he forget: "You said...you will always be side by side with me, and we will become the best people together. In the future, when I study the most cutting-edge projects, you will be my best helper, let me concentrate on being my want to do."

"Now your dream has come true, and my promise has been fulfilled." Zhuang Yi explained, "I spent 50,000 U.S. dollars when I graduated and went to Cayman to register this medical investment company. I originally planned that you would be in charge of research in the future. I was in charge of the funding and didn’t expect us to…”

"In these years, I have invested in the company when I made money. I have also done several projects, large and small. There are losses and wins, and the operation is fairly stable. Although it is not a big company, the profit is considerable. I invest in your experiment Office, using the name of the company."

Although Xun Yuming has seen the transfer agreement, he has never read the content carefully, and he does not know the name of Zhuang Yi's company. Now he turned over the card and found that it was written in English in black and white at the back—Lemonade Medical Investment Company; Legal Representative Zhuang Yi; shareholders Zhuang Yi and Xun Yuming.

"I'm up there too?"

"Of course." Zhuang Yi walked up to him, took his cold finger, put it on his lips and kissed, "This is our common cause, no matter how much money we make, you will get half of it, and if you lose money, you will have to share with me." Take it together."

Looking at him, Xun Yuming didn't know what to say for a while, as if nothing was enough to express his feelings. He looked at Zhuang Yi, and then at the card with his name on it, and the hole in his heart was instantly filled.

Zhuang Yi's desire to be with him is so strong that he even has a blueprint for his future life. He wants to achieve himself as much as he wants to achieve him.

This company, this card, does not represent how much profit or wealth, but the cohesion of their mutual dreams, which is the embodiment of abstract love. It turns out that they have been supporting and walking hand in hand, and no one has ever been left behind.

Xun Yuming stood up, looked at him face to face, with an extremely sincere expression, "Thank you."

After thinking about it, it seems that he can only say this sentence, and he can only say this sentence.

Zhuang Yi smiled, his thin lips parted, and before the words came out of his mouth, he hugged him into his arms: "I love your brother."

"Really?" Zhuang Yi pressed his ear and asked in a low voice, "If it's true, I have to do something."

Xun Yuming let go of him, nodded vigorously: "Of course it's true."

"Okay." Zhuang Yi took a deep breath, took two steps back, took off his coat, took out a velvet box, and knelt down in front of Xun Yuming, "Cough, I had planned a grand marriage proposal and ordered an operation. room, bought roses, invited friends to watch the ceremony, and even got someone to redesign the ring. But I didn’t expect it to be ruined by your operation.”

He smiled, and tears flashed when he lowered his head, as if the tiny stars in the sky fell into his eyes, and the universe lost a lonely soul from then on, "During the few days you were lying in the ICU, I thought about many things that I never thought about before. In fact, as long as you can live and open your eyes and look at me, the rest is insignificant."

"I no longer need a grand marriage proposal to prove how much I love you, and I don't need to attract you with all the attention. Because I finally understand that my little ear has always loved me for ten years , I love nearly 5.7 million words. And now I just want to put this ring on your hand, to encircle you from now on, and encircle you forever."

His voice was trembling with excitement, his eyes were wrapped around Xun Yuming, not giving him a chance to breathe, "Would you like it? My little ears."

Xun Yuming swallowed his throat, and when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse, "I... don't want to."