Yan Zhixu sat on the chair and watched silently, not making a sound to disturb the brothers who met for the first time.

The ward is large, and rows of paintings are placed in front of the white curtains.

The paintings are all the sea, and the painters have good painting skills, and each painting is full of vitality.

The blue sky, white clouds and the sea, the sunset and the ebb tide, the picture is beautiful and romantic.

After talking for a long time, Nan Zelin looked at the person lying on the hospital bed with a bit of complexity in his eyes, "Do you have any wishes?"

heard.

The skinny little child turned his attention to the paintings placed in front of the curtains, with a few traces of obvious yearning on his face.

The voice was ethereal, "I want to go to see the sea, but I guess I have no chance. The last moment of my life is destined to be spent in the hospital. Can you go to the beach instead of me?"

Nan Zelin followed the child's gaze and took those paintings into his eyes.

Without thinking, he nodded, "I promise you."

After getting an accurate reply, He Si Ye's pale face was filled with satisfaction, his haggardness was dispelled a little, and a light blush appeared.

Whispered softly, "That's great."

The two talked for a while, and time passed quickly. Just as Yan Zhixu and Nan Zelin were about to leave, an expectant voice came.

"Brother, I'm a little greedy. I still have one wish. Can you...can...call me brother?"

He Siye clung to the white sheet tightly with his hands, his heart hanging tightly, and he could clearly hear the frequency of his own heartbeat.

Nan Zelin stopped.

There was a thin layer of water mist in his usually crystal clear eyes, "Tsk...what a fool brother."

Meteor strode around and walked towards the hospital bed, lowered his head and approached He Siye, his thin lips gently kissed the other's cold forehead.

"younger brother."

He raised his hand and gently rubbed his head, the soft hair felt good to the touch.

"I'm leaving."

Nan Zelin retracted his hand and turned to leave, clearly aware of the fiery gaze behind him.

"..."

He Siye watched him leave the ward, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, found Song Qingling's phone number and dialed it.

The phone call was quickly answered, "Mom, come to the hospital with your dad, I have something to tell you."

Hearing this weak voice, which was like a wisp of smoke, and could not be grasped, Song Qingling felt uneasy.

After hanging up the phone, they hurried to find He Zhou, and the two hurried to the hospital.

——

Downstairs in the inpatient department.

Nan Zelin and Yan Zhixu sat on the stone benches, took out their masks and put them on, and the lingering breath around them was stained with a few traces of depression.

"Cousin, he's stupid, right?"

Life has entered the countdown, but wouldn't those who desire to live abandon their humanity at all costs?

This fool did not pin his hope of survival on his own kidney.

"You actually know that he's not stupid, he just lives very transparently."

Yan Zhixu tucked Nan Zelin's hair, knowing that this little guy said this on purpose because he was awkward.

"..."

Nan Zelin lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing that his heart was uncomfortable, she didn't speak any more and accompany him silently.

After a few minutes, there was a faint sigh in his throat, "We are like a mirror."

Both were equally composed, never being carried away by a fleeting emotion.

After sitting on the stone bench for a long time, I saw Song Qingling and He Zhou coming.

The elegant lady was crying with no image, her eyes were red and haggard.