I wanted to see Qiu Linyan so much. I almost counted the time when he didn't wake up. But when he woke up now, I didn't dare to see him. It's undeniable that what Mo Lanxin said is indeed a fact.
She used the simplest words. There was no conspiracy, which easily shook my heart. If I died at sea, there was nothing. After all, in that case, death was an extremely simple thing.
But I survived and got a terminal illness. Qiu Linyan will die of guilt. How can I make him so sad.
The door of the ward was right in front. I even heard Qiu Linyan's weak voice.
"Mom, when you saved me, did you see a girl, Tang Yuan? The girl who gave you walnut cake on your birthday, we were together."
"She... She..." Xuan Jiazhuo hesitated and didn't speak.
"Mom, she's my sweetheart, you know? We're on a desert island. I'm hurt. She tried her best to protect me and save me, so I can survive. Tell me, how's she?" Qiu Linyan gave an eager roar, and then coughed violently.
"Don't worry, that Miss Tang is recuperating in the sterile room. When you are better, mom will take you to see it, okay?" Xuan Jiazhuo said anxiously.
"I want to see her now, mom. I can't rest assured if I don't see her well."
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out, followed by Xuan Jiazhuo's hissing and Qiu Guozhi's yelling. The sound was getting more and more in, and I was about to fall to the door. I grabbed Qiu Zongguang's hand and didn't let him push the door.
Before, I told Mo Lanxin that I had to pester Qiu Linyan when I died, but now, I really can't bear it. What if I'm really unwilling to do it?
Qiu Linyan was very kind to me. He really held it in his hand like an eye and took care of it carefully. When he woke up, he didn't say anything. First ask me, how can I be so cruel to let him be hurt again.
"What's the matter?" Qiu Zongguang whispered.
I closed my eyes and tears rolled out. I was afraid of crying. I quickly covered my mouth and didn't let myself cry. I begged and took Qiu Zongguang's hand, "take me back, I don't want to go in."
Qiu Zongguang didn't quite understand what I meant. He asked me again. I put it down and pointed to my room several times before he took me back. When he approached the ward, I couldn't stop crying. It was helpless and desolate.
I am very happy now. A man is so kind to me, but my life has entered the countdown. Happiness is too short. Do I still want to love my man and feel this pain with me?
"Ah Yan is worried about you. Are you sure you don't want to see him?" Qiu Zongguang asked.
I cried and asked him, "brother Qiu, I only have three months to live. What should I do? What should I do to make Qiu Lin Yan not sad? What should I do?"
"...." there was another long silence. Qiu Zongguang didn't know how to answer my question.
When I finally stopped crying, I raised my head and resolutely said to Qiu Zongguang, "don't tell Qiu Linyan that I have a terminal illness."
"However, he will always know. After a long time, if your body is wrong, he will find that ah Yan is very smart?"
I shook my head, helplessly held the quilt and said sadly, "then don't tell Qiu Linyan that I'm still alive. Just tell him that I'm dead. I'm dead on a desert island. My body is washed away by the waves and can't be found. That's good. He won't collapse for my illness. That's good."
"Miss Tang, why are you...?" Qiu Zongguang sighed, "you don't have to carry some things by yourself. Ah Yan is a very responsible man. As long as he chooses something, he will try to come to the end."
"However, I don't want him to despair again after seeing hope. Such emotion has driven me crazy. Should I drive him crazy? I don't want to die slowly in his arms. If I can't see my death, he will soon forget me."