surrender to her

Chapter 87 Illness
After finishing two exams in one day, the two planned to stay in the provincial capital for two more days, and He Liangchi took her to see the sea in order to redeem Meng Cheng's point-based rewards.

The distant mountains stretched, and the fiery red sun burned half of the sky.

The crimson and gorgeous glow danced with the sparkling water waves, undulating on the sea surface, and the stars fell into the sea like broken diamonds.

It was so quiet all around, and every beat of the wind and waves being beaten onto the reef could be heard clearly.

Tired from walking, Meng Cheng squatted down facing the sea, while He Liangchi stood beside her, holding her hand.

At night, there are many people on the beach, and there are constant laughter and laughter.

There are solo young people taking photos and recordings with DV, energetic young couples, a family of four with children and pets, and old couples supporting each other.

Also, colorful fireworks that bloom under the night sky.

The sea breeze was a bit strong at night, He Liangchi took off his jacket and put it on Meng Cheng's shoulders.

In his left hand he held the shoe she had kicked off.

Like a shooting star across the sky, fleeting, Meng Cheng watched the fireworks for a while, then suddenly turned around and approached him, wrapping his arms around the boy's neck.

Meng Cheng's soles sank into the soft sand, and he raised his head. They were very close, almost nose to nose. They had nothing to say, and just looked at each other quietly, but their eyes were so deep that they seemed to be looking through each other.

Her black hair curled back beautifully, and the hazy moonlight blurred the profiles of the two of them, as if a soft filter had been added, illusory and distinct.

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit ambiguous.

The night is ambiguous and charming, and it is not only the night that is charming.

During the silent and delicate exchange of glances, He Liangchi was the first to lose. He couldn't bear it anymore, his black eyelashes flickered slightly, and he slightly lowered his head, intending to kiss her.

With his movements, Meng Cheng raised the corners of his lips, like a proud little fox who had only succeeded, without hesitation, she lowered her eyelids and leaned forward.

Light and dark light and shadow are interlaced and superimposed, and the two lines outlined on the beach are slowly approaching each other and gradually matching each other.

The fireworks were brilliant.

And the sound of the heart beating because of you is grander than any fireworks in the sky.

"Ah Chi, I really, really like you."

"Yes, me too."

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Later, Meng Cheng wondered more than once whether his life in the first 18 years was really too smooth and satisfactory, and such a life is not allowed.

Therefore, in order to be fair to other people, God took away the most important person in her life again.

That day was her coming-of-age ceremony.

She was unpacking the gift He Liangchi gave her. It was a ceramic doll he had learned two months in advance and made by himself, a cute and clever little fox.

He tied up her jet-black hair with a hair tie he had braided himself.

Red rope tied with blue silk.

Then the two returned to Zhongtang Lane, and Meng Cheng continued, "Old Meng sent me a message this morning, saying that he wanted you to try his egg noodles."

However, instead of Lao Meng, what was waiting was an anxious call from Nie Junbin.

——Meng Zhixing fainted suddenly in the office, and Nie Junbin went in to report the matter, and it was at least half an hour later when he found out, and he had already been sent to the hospital.

He Liangchi and Meng Cheng hurried to the hospital, and they both breathed a sigh of relief when they received a message from Nie Junbin that they were safe on the way.

But fate sometimes likes to play tricks on people. After giving you a candy, you don't know what kind of slap you will face next.

"Mr. Meng, according to your frequent symptoms of dizziness, vomiting, and blurred vision recently, we can't rule out that the bone cancer has metastasized to the brain. You need to be hospitalized for further examination. If it is serious, you must receive relevant treatment immediately. You can't delay... "

The doctor's serious and unoptimistic words came out through the door of the high-end ward, and the words fell into the bottom of his ears. The hot sweat from Meng Cheng's anxious and violent running evaporated in an instant, and fine and dense cold sweat broke out again. .

The coagulated blood stopped flowing, and her hand on the doorknob trembled violently.

After she finished digesting a paragraph that was neither too long nor too short, and passed it to the brain center, Meng Cheng felt that the soles of his feet were floating, his eyes turned black, and he almost passed out for a moment.

He Liangchi helped her steady.

Meng Cheng's heart was beating restlessly in his chest, getting faster and faster.

Bone...bone cancer?
impossible?

impossible.

impossible……

She must have heard it wrong.

"Ah, Achi..." Her voice trembled unconsciously, her lips were a little white, and she grabbed He Liangchi's arm as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "You, you just heard the people inside Did you say anything?"

He Liangchi frowned tightly, with a serious face, looking at her with distressed and sad eyes.

He didn't speak.

"Speak, did you hear me?" Meng Cheng shook his arm vigorously.

He Liangchi still pursed his lips and said nothing.

The door opened the next moment, and Nie Junbin appeared inside.

"Miss."

He also had the same expression on his face.

"Don't look at me like that..." Meng Cheng let go of He Liangchi, and took a few steps back, as if to escape, as if entering that door meant that she would not be able to catch Lao Meng.

"Meng Cheng..." He Liangchi choked his throat, stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

She stepped back, quickly wiped away a drop of tear, and said stubbornly, "I won't go there."

"Careful?"

The voice of Meng Zhixing trying to call her was sent by the air.

His tone was normal: "Why don't you come in? Dad has heard your voice, is he losing his temper again?"

Meng Cheng bit his lip, wiped away his tears, let out a deep breath, and walked in.

It seems very strange to say that Lao Meng's feeling of growing old is in that moment.

Even doctors who are used to these scenes often feel sour.

"Mr. Meng, pay attention to rest, the inspection..."

Meng Zhixing nodded: "You arrange it, it's hard work."

Nie Junbin and He Liangchi didn't come in, and as soon as the door closed, only the father and daughter were left in the huge ward.

Meng Zhixing's smile was the same as usual, but after a sudden faint and exhaustion, his pale face looked particularly weak, and he patted the side of the bed.

"Come on, talk to Dad, we haven't had a heart-to-heart talk for a long time."

Meng Cheng sat over and couldn't stop sobbing as soon as he said it: "When, when?"

"At the beginning of the year."

Meng Cheng closed his eyes, cried and half-yelled, "You kept the matter from the beginning of the year from me until now?"

"Oh, take a look, take a look..." Meng Zhixing quickly hugged her into his arms, "I'm just afraid that you will cry like this, and you can't breathe. My precious daughter, I haven't experienced anything. It's a big deal, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

Meng Cheng almost bit his lip, but still shrugged his shoulders.

At this moment, she suddenly recalled the clues. At the beginning of the spring, Lao Meng said that she would go on a long-distance business trip. She still wondered why it took two months this time, and she still didn’t answer her video. She must have secretly treated her behind her back...

But, but she didn't find out...

But she didn't even notice that her father was sick...

Meng Zhixing's dry palm covered the back of her hand, and she looked out of the window, "I think it's your mother who misses me."

"Come on, my mother is not so selfish, she will definitely want you to stay with me..."

Meng Cheng comforted himself: "It will be fine, there are also cancer patients who live to the age of eighty, there will be a way..."

"Lao Meng, don't give up..." Her final words choked in her throat.

Meng Zhixing smiled: "Of course, I will never give up. I still want to watch my daughter get married with my own eyes."

(End of this chapter)