The Decade of Deep Love

Chapter 76

Time has passed especially fast, and Ai Ziyu is afraid of it. When he faces He Zhishu, he can already do it without the habit of any doctor. If he does not see the disease of He Zhishu, it will deteriorate to what extent. Go to the worst plan. Even so, he knows very well that a patient with advanced leukemia who is not treated without taking medicine can't hold it for too long.

It’s been a week since Jiang Wenxu made a phone call. The man didn’t bother, but also the kind of He Zhishu, Jiang Wenxu’s conscience.

He knows that when he is used to waking up, he goes to the small floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor to see the plants in the downstairs. Sometimes the two dogs and the kittens, Ai Ziyu, do not pay attention to drilling and playing, they will always break and bite. Whenever you look through a layer of transparent glass, the heart of He Zhishu will be quiet, floating in the air, soft and relaxed.

He turned to a book of interest in these days, and he watched it for three or four days. There are pictures and words, which are "100 places that life must go."

When Aizhishu read the book, Ai Ziyu sat next to him, and when he saw the title, the dark brown twilight was dark.

He Zhishu saw it, only smiled and used his feet to sharpen Ai Ziyu's side waist. The blue coral fleece socks showed a slender white raw ankle, beautiful to the extreme.

Ai Ziyu scratched his foot two times, and the sadness that made He Zhishu’s pain in his eyes finally disappeared.

"This book will be passed to you when I finish reading it." He Zhishu laughed: "Do you have to go to know twice every place?"

The second time I went to... I made up for the regret that he didn’t make it.

"Tomorrow, you have a birthday." Ai Ziyu did not take the message of He Zhishu, and he was close to the relatives of He Zhishu’s shoulders.

He Zhishu nodded: "I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Your birthday gift has been hooked me for more than half a month."

Ai Ziyu smiled and kissed his cheek, and all the eyes were full of joy and love: "Why are you hooking me for half a year?"

He Zhishu gave him a look, turned his head and went to flip the book. He is too lazy to read the words, and he is very happy to see the picture. He has turned over the whole book many times.

He knows that it is very difficult to get a good spirit today, and he didn’t have any troubles. Later, if he couldn’t read the book, he relied on Ai Ziyu.

Ai Ziyu holds He Zhishu and leans on his chest: "What do you think?" When he spoke, his chest was slightly shocked, and the shocking He Zhishu’s ears were soft.

"miss you."

"I do not believe."

"Really." He Zhishu smiled and said: "I have no loss in my life, and I can still meet someone who is so good to me."

"What is not the last," Ai Ziyu is not happy: "You go to God, and you want to bully me."

He knows a sullen smile, and it is all hot on the heart of Ai Ziyu.

Dinner is a small scorpion of Ai Ziyu's own hand, and He Zhishu ate a lot, at least it seems to be better than the appetite of the previous period.

"Love to eat?" Ai Ziyu gave him half a bowl of seaweed shrimp soup.

He knows that he is stunned, and he uses a spoon to stir the soup with a low head: "No, it is..." He Zhishu was biased, and he looked really distressed.

Ai Ziyu also understood a bit, the heart was sour and awkward, but still did not say anything: "Okay, drink soup, cook for you tomorrow night, I have a lot."

He did not say much about it, and slowly drank half a bowl of soup.

"Can you take a bath tonight?" He Zhishu asked Ai Ziyu to finish the bowl before asking. He has been showering recently, and Ai Ziyu does not let him take a bath, fearing that he is dizzy.

"Don't be too long." Ai Ziyu wiped the water marks off the stage with a dry rag and said warmly: "Slip carefully when the bubble is finished."

He knows that the low voice should be heard and turned away.

The time he spent was not short, and Ai Ziyu packed up and took a shower from the room. He did not finish the painting.

Ai Ziyu sat on the bed and turned the book on one page, and shouted a greeting from time to time. He is still afraid of what happened to He Zhishu.

He knows that everything should be annoying, but I also know that Ai Ziyu is worried, and after a while, she rushes out and rushes out.

His body was soft, his cheeks were red, and he sat next to Ai Ziyu and wiped his hair.

"How is it so sweet?" Ai Ziyu looked at him from behind and took a breath.

"Lush's velvet bath I used." He Zhishu's voice was a bit dumb, inadvertently hooked, he laughed: "I feel very fragrant."

He Zhishu relied on the past, very close to Ai Ziyu, and the fine water stains on his hair were placed on Ai Ziyu's face.

Ai Ziyu thought that it was very difficult for him to have a mood to tease himself, but did not want to wait for him to answer, a soft kiss fell on the forehead: "Smell it."

"Don't make trouble." Ai Ziyu's face changed instantly: "Hey, sleep." He patted the position next to him: "Tomorrow, get up early, you have a birthday."

This time, the bedside lamp was on, and Ai Ziyu’s dodge was very obvious, struggling, fearful and uneasy.

The next kiss of He Zhishu fell on Ai Ziyu's lips. His eyes were very gentle, and there was a little warmth in the dark, like the most dazzling stars in the universe: "Abandon me?"

"I have not followed other people except Jiang Wenxu."

"Knowledge, you know that I am not..." Ai Ziyu is very annoyed, he has been unable to organize language, distressed numbness. He loves to know how to love to die, not to touch, not to possess, he just wants to be a person who has never been asked for in the life of He Zhishu.

Ai Ziyu only wants to know about He Zhishu, and he doesn't even think about it.

He Zhishu sighed softly. He followed Ai Ziyu's chin and kissed him a little and went to solve Ai Ziyu's pajamas button.

Ai Ziyu couldn't resist the gentleness of He Zhishu. The warm breath sprinkled on the sensitive neck and the aroma filled with breath. He turned over and pressed He Zhishu under his body. The thin and dense kiss fell on the eyebrows and cheeks of He Zhishu: "Knowing a book...small book...baby..."

Ai Ziyu didn't know why he was crying, and his tears were stunned by He Zhishu. He read it in the ear of He Zhishu and countless times I love you.

Ai Ziyu's meticulous gentleness is also a habit. When he went in, He Zhishu didn't feel much pain, but he still unconsciously took the sheets.

"Knowledge book..." Ai Ziyu kissed the throat of He Zhishu, and the hot breath rolled up the confession. He never changed his words overnight. He said, "I love you..."

The consciousness of He Zhishu is sometimes sober and sometimes blurred. He looks at Ai Ziyu's face in the dim light of the lamp, uncontrollable low and low voice, and then greets a more intense round of lust.

"Ai Ai doctor" He Zhishu loosened the crumpled sheets and wrapped them on Ai Ziyu's neck. He smiled at him.