Chapter 1119

"What?" For a moment, the music was so loud that the boy didn't hear what he said.

Lucky smiles, her golden hair shining in the light.

He said, "nothing."

The boy was still a little confused: "I seem to have heard what you said just now."

"You remember wrong."

"Oh."

Two people sat there for a long time.

The boy's spirit is really very poor, and he is still leaning against the sofa in the middle, sleeping once.

When I wake up, I put on a coat.

It's lucky's.

"It's late at night. When are you going to go back?" When the boy was still confused, he heard Lucky's low voice in his ear.

He stayed for a while, and then he said, "I, I'll go back now."

With that, he stood up, but when he stood up, he fell down again.

Lucky held him, then frowned: "Why are you so cold?"

It's cold, like ice.

The boy didn't speak, his face looked more and more bloodless.

Lucky took a deep look at him, then put on his coat and told him to hold it.

Boys may be due to illness, so the whole person is incredibly light.

Lucky took him to his arms, asked him the name of the hospital, and went out to see him off.

The boy leaned against him and his voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Ah." In his weak voice, he even had a little smile: "if you hold me like this and are seen by others, do you think you are the same person?"

Lucky didn't even bother to laugh at him in the end.

Because he has an illusion——

It seems that the man in his arms is about to die in his arms.

Because the two of them don't have deep communication, and even don't spend much time together.

However, it's like a tacit understanding that has been arranged.

Their acquaintance is like the return of an old friend.

Lucky took a taxi and sat in the back. The boy was still leaning against him.

"You say, Xu Xin, what is she doing now?" The boy asked suddenly.

Lucky's eyes flashed a touch of complexity: "you are like this, still thinking about her?"

The boy bent his lips: "well, I don't think I can make it this time."

The neon lights are flashing outside. It's late at night, but the streets are still busy.

This gorgeous city, it looks so bright, and hidden behind this bright, the passage of a life, no one cares.

Just as the car was approaching the hospital, the boy took Lucky's hand.

"When you put me in the ward, you go." The boy fixed his eyes on him: "I can't hold on. I'm really embarrassed. I don't want to be seen by you."

Lucky has a sore throat. He looks at the young boy in front of him and nods after a long time.

It will be dawn.

Dian Xiaoxing, who just woke up confused, suddenly received a message.

"I'm not going to the company today. You don't have to wait for me in the laboratory."

Dian Xiaoxing is a little confused. She looks at the sender. It's Professor lucky.

"Ah... What's the matter?"

Even if you want to tell him not to go to the company, it shouldn't be this point. Is it difficult that the other party doesn't sleep?

Just thinking about it, there is another message on the mobile phone.

"Dianxiaoxing, I know you are very smart, so can you tell me what to do with a dying friend?"

The naked words, with the most direct threat, make people shudder.