The husband who agreed to marry suddenly became a clingy

Xu Qinggui accepted Tang Song and Tan Zhao's venting so flatly, and waited until the two of them said they were tired, then he said leisurely: "I want to go back."

Two people: "..."

Tang Song raised his arms directly: "We will take you to see a doctor first, and then we will take you to see a psychiatrist."

Just as Xu Qinggui was forced to half his body, he bent down and vomited blood.

Tang Song was too scared to touch him, and took out his mobile phone at a loss: "Call 120 directly."

Xu Qing raised his hand and snatched his mobile phone, "Take me to the hospital."

He froze.

On the way to the hospital, Xu Qinggui vomited twice again, but there was no pain on his face, he just looked out the window calmly, as if saying goodbye to this world.

Xu Qinggui looked away: "Azhao, drive faster."

"..."

Tang Song tilted his head, his eyebrows never loosened since just now: "Why did you suddenly agree to go to the hospital?"

Xu Qinggui paused for a moment, smiled lightly and said, "You will know when you arrive."

When he arrived at the hospital, he finally knew what Xu Qinggui's words meant.

The doctor said that he could not live for more than a week, and he had to rely on drugs to maintain him. Without drugs, he might die at any time.

All the systems in his body were in disarray, and his poor body seemed to be at the end of its strength overnight.

What is terrible is not the physical problem, but the patient's will to die is clear, and he has no desire to survive.

Xu Qinggui didn't seem to be surprised by this result, and instead comforted them: "You don't have to be too sad, didn't you already know that I won't live long? From the day you became friends with me, you should have done me well. Ready to leave."

Tang Song choked up and said, "But it's about 30 years old, and you're only 26."

Xu Qinggui corrected him: "It means that you can't live to be 30 years old, not that you can live to be 30 years old."

"Can you respect us? We cry for you and you laugh. Are you still human?"

Xu Qinggui pressed the corner of his lower lip, and suddenly sighed: "Let's go back first."

He didn't waste any time, and began to arrange his own funeral, donated all the money he earned in these years to orphanages or children in mountainous areas, and granted Tang Song the full power of the Xu Group, letting him take over later .

His parents left early, and the whole Xu family was entrusted to this sick man to take care of him. In fact, in this world, there is nothing worthy of his nostalgia.

Of course there are.

He looked at Tang Song who was rejecting the company, and interrupted his chatter: "I didn't really leave, I just went to another world to continue my life."

"The ghost knows if your mother will go back." After saying this, Tang Song was startled, and then cursed: "Why did I believe your nonsense!"

Tan Zhao, who has been silent since he came back, said: "Are you sure that what you said is not a hallucination, are you?"

"yes, I'm sure."

"Okay, I believe you."

Tang Song looked at him in disbelief.

"Thank you." Xu Qinggui said gently, "Azhao, don't blame yourself, and Cen Zhi, you too."

Cen Zhi opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"I am very grateful to you for allowing me to meet her." He coughed a few times and continued: "In the past few years, I have also complained about why my fate is so bad, I am sick and my parents died early , leaving me here alone, I have no lover, no family, only you few friends."

"Until I met her."

There was a gentle smile in Xu Qinggui's eyes, like the scenery of lakes and mountains, the mirror of water and moon.

"She is the turning point of my gloomy life, and also the biggest thought in my life of no desire and no hope."

"Maybe I belonged there, otherwise why did you give me such a short life and let me go to that world..."

That is not a book, but a world.

A complete world where everything he has, his desires, greed, beauty, happiness, etc. exist.

"Tang Song."

Tang Song sniffed: "Why?"

"You have someone you like, right?"

"……Um."

"Try to pursue her and don't let yourself regret it."

Tang Song said in a low voice, "She doesn't like me."

"How do you know if you don't try?" He pressed his shoulder: "Be confident, I mentioned you to Sa Sa, she is very curious about you and thinks you are a very interesting person."

Tang Song pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I know this is cruel to you, but I really should go back. She is pregnant, and our time flow is different. I don't want her to be by her side in the most difficult time. I'm sorry."

Tang Song burst into tears, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, lowered his head and said in annoyance: "You are the worst friend I have ever made."

"sorry."

"Who wants to hear you say sorry."

Xu Qinggui paused, "I will miss you."

Tan Zhao took out a cigarette and lit it, and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant, he exhaled a circle of smoke, and extinguished the remaining half of the smoke.

"Come on, go back and find her."

"Tan Zi!"

Tan Zhao turned his eyes away, not letting any of them see his emotions clearly: "Do you have any friends over there?"

"Yes, they have good personalities."

Tan Zhao was silent, until Cen Zhi's hand fell on the back of his hand, he said: "Okay, I can rest assured."

"It's better not to tell others about me, otherwise others will think you are crazy."

He also told a goddamn bad joke at this point.

Tang Song rolled his eyes fiercely.

"After I die, I hope that my ashes can be scattered on the mountain, where it is close to the sky and can be illuminated by the stars."

After a long time, he said, "I seem to be a little tired."

Tang Song grabbed his wrist tightly, pressing red marks on his fair wrist, with a nasal voice: "What if you can't go back?"

Xu Qinggui said calmly, "Then just die."

Tang Song lost his strength and seemed to want to strangle him like this. After hearing his dull cough, he slowly let go of his hand.

Xu Qinggui got up, walked to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, turned his head to look at Tang Song who followed him.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Tang Song's nose was red from crying.

"Okay, then I'll sleep, I hope you embrace your love as soon as possible."

The moment he closed his eyes, Tang Song suddenly felt panic, "Xu Qinggui!"

He opened his eyes.

His cheeks tightened: "I withdraw that sentence, you are a very good friend, and I will always remember you."

"Thank you."

"Also, send a message for me and your wife, and ask him to take care of my best brother, please."

His sincere appearance made Xu Qinggui bend his lips: "I will bring it."

Tang Song just watched Xu Qinggui close his eyes, his breathing gradually slowed down, soft light swept over his peaceful sleeping face, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a light white mist.

Tang Song walked over step by step, and stretched out his trembling fingers to touch his nose.

Time seemed to be frozen, and at a certain moment he broke down and cried, "Xu Qinggui, you are not my best brother anymore! You are not willing to stay for the last seven days because of a woman! You are too much!!!"

Tan Zhao looked at Xu Qinggui's smiling handsome face, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyes, his palm was burning hot.

...

Following Xu Qinggui's instructions, the two cremated him and took him to the top of the highest mountain in the area, where they found a good place to bury him.

Tan Zhao leaned down: "There are no trees here, you can see the stars very well, don't worry."

Tang Song didn't make a sound for a long time, before he left, he complained a little: "Although you are a failed friend, I don't care about you anymore."

He raised his eyes with tides: "You must be happy, Xu Yue."

The wind blows and the flowers fall, and the rain of apricot blossoms falls in front of the tomb, reflecting the clear smiling face, and the shallow pupils are bright, as if filled with broken stars.