Chapter 768

"A Mr. Han ordered it and said that he would come here at ten this evening."

"I see. Thank you." Ji Rao turns around and closes the door.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Rao walks slowly to Han Jinyan.

Han Jinyan saw his face a little strange, "who just came?"

Ji Rao put his things on the table.

Han Jinyan took a look, "what is this?"

Then his face turned white.

Han Jinyan stood up, his mouth abruptly pulled out a smile as soft as possible, but he didn't know that in Ji Rao's eyes, it was a forced and miserable smile.

"Ah, this, this cuff link. It's me. I bought it for your birthday

"For me..." Ji Rao reached out and touched the delicately packed box, "what about my cake today?"

"I, I ordered it. There seems to be something wrong with him. I'll go out and ask you..."

Ji Rao stood to the left to block Han Jin's words, "customized should have a contact number, right? You call him, right here. I'll listen

Han Jinyan trembled his lower lip and didn't speak.

"Why quit?"

"I don't want to..."

"I asked. The dean said that you were not allowed to have an operation for a long time. Why didn't he allow a doctor to have an operation? It's not that I doubt the doctor's ability, it's that the doctor has his own problems. "

"Rao Rao, I didn't..."

Ji Rao suddenly grasped the box, and then suddenly I fell on the ground and yelled at Han Jinyan, "you still want to hide from me! Do you still refuse to tell the truth? " He shook his head at Han Jinyan, disappointed and said, "what kind of existence do I really mean to you? Are you really the one who can stand side by side with you? Or do you always believe that as a child, you are not the love between lovers

"No!"

Han Jinyan voice down, "not like this, Rao Rao, you doubt what should not doubt me, doubt my feelings for you."

Ji Rao's eyes were red for a moment, "that's why, what's wrong with you, you don't tell me anything, you don't say anything."

Han Jinyan closed his eyes in despair.

He knew that he was afraid that he couldn't hide it. If Ji Rao began to doubt it, he could ask casually.

He gently opened his eyes, eyes with sad looking at Ji Rao, "Rao Rao, I said you don't worry."

Ji Rao seems to have missed a beat.

What is it? Cancer or incurable disease?

"I have inherited Alzheimer's disease."

The light in Ji Rao's eyes faded slowly.

Alzheimer's disease, so far there is no cure, is incurable.

"Alzheimer How can it be Alzheimer's? You're only forty. "

Han Jinyan reached out and touched Ji Rao's cheek. It was tender and white, especially good-looking. He couldn't help smiling. "Rao Rao is very good-looking. He has always been twenty years old."

Ji Rao raised his eyes and looked at him. The tears in his eyes whirled around in his eyes for a long time, and finally fell down his cheek.

"If I can, I hope I'm 40 now. Maybe I'm not that young, but there's nothing happier than to grow old with you."

Han Jinyan gently holds people in his arms.

"Forgive me." His voice faltered, low as if immersed in cold water, as if to make an important decision, "you go."