Qin Yunlang was wearing a long black windbreaker, leaning against a street lamp, smoking with his head down.

놛's face was shrouded in a thin layer of smoke, and her deep and charming profile added a touch of melancholy.

"Are you...discharged from the hospital?" Qiao Zhixia hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

He wiped off the ash from his cigarette, raised his head and looked down at her, his voice hoarse and low: "For a person like me, every day of my life is a luxury. I don't want to waste the hospital."

Qiao Zhixia knew that 놛 was referring to 놛's illness, "Can you smoke in your body? Will it make your condition worse?"

Qin Yunlang smiled, "Can I take it as you care about me?"

Qiao Zhixia actually saw 깊's humble expectations in 놛's eyes.

"I can't interfere with your thoughts. Right, since Western medicine can't cure your illness, why don't you see a Chinese doctor? I know there's a very famous Chinese medicine clinic not far away. Do you want to go?"

Qiao Zhixia was not sure what kind of complicated feelings she had for Qin Yunlang.

But at this moment she knew that even for an old friend, she hoped that he could live longer.

"Are you going to take me to see a doctor?" Qin Yunlang looked into her beautiful eyes as clear as water, and strange ripples arose in his heart.

"Are you going or not? If not, I'll leave." Qiao Zhixia said and was about to turn around.

Qin Yunlang put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up and followed.

놛 didn't hope that Chinese medicine could cure 놛's illness, she just wanted to walk with her quietly for a while.

In the evening in Guangzhou, many night stalls start to get busy, and people who have just worked go out to drink tea and relax, and the streets are becoming more and more lively.

The two of them walked silently through the crowded street and entered a deep alley beside the house.

The surroundings finally quieted down. Qin Yunlang followed her and looked at her hand in a plaster cast. He was the first to break the silence: "Is your hand feeling better?"

"It's better not to ask. If I'm unhappy later, I won't take you there." Qiao Zhixia pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

Thinking of 놛's misbehaving sister, she had a lot of resentment towards this man, and she was afraid that she would not be able to help but vent her anger on 놛.

But after calming down, I thought again, I am just a brother who dotes on my sister, and the people I should blame the most are my parents. It is my parents' fault for not educating me.

Now that Qin's mother has become a vegetable, I won't bother with her for the time being.

Qin Yunlang looked at Qiao Zhixia, who was looking at him with resentment, and said in a deep voice: "I put her in prison by putting her in prison."

“Let go?” Qiao Zhixia paused slightly. She naturally knew that the "her" he was talking about was Qin Miaomiao.

"Well, let her go to labor reform with the people at the bottom of society whom she despises the most."

Qin Miaomiao thought she was superior to others, so she wanted to wear away her vanity and self-esteem and make her realize that once she left the protection of her parents and brothers, she would be just an ordinary person.

Why does she look down on ordinary people?

"You people are really weird. You don't educate them strictly when you should, and you come to fix them when they are crooked and rotten. Don't you think it's too late?"

When Qiao Zhixia was very young, her father told her that educating a child's character is like straightening a tree. One must intervene when the tree is still a sapling, because it will be too late to straighten it once the tree grows up.

Qin Yunlang did not explain that Qin Miaomiao would develop such an arrogant and domineering character, and even have a dark and cruel heart. They did not discover it in time, and they did have an unshirkable responsibility.

However, her parents never relaxed their positive education for Qin Miaomiao. They were also never as outsiders imagined, relying on their wealth to be arrogant and indulge their children without bottom line.

The truth is just the opposite. Our family education is very strict. In my childhood memories, I was often punished by my father for making mistakes.

Qin Miaomiao has to be more relaxed because she is a girl, but she has never left things alone.

She used to be very kind. Whenever she saw a chick falling from a tree, she would pick it up and put it back.

It was because Qin Miaomiao was very well behaved that her family loved her very much. Later, she gradually became a little arrogant, but she never did anything out of line.

There was only one girl in the family, so Mr. and Mrs. Qin Li and Qin Yunlang were willing to tolerate her occasional bad temper.

But they were all deceived by her disguised tears, not knowing that she was actually a female bully outside.

It was because I trusted her too much before, which caused all these troubles and even sent Ruan Fengjiao to the hospital...

"I have asked people to visit the school to investigate and find out those who were bullied by Qin Miaomiao. I will go there when I have time, take Qin Miaomiao with me, apologize in person in front of all the teachers in the school, and withdraw from school to pay compensation."

Qiao Zhixia was slightly startled when she heard this. She was indeed surprised that he could do this.

But this is what we should do.

"Hurry up, I'm afraid it'll be too late, the old doctor needs to rest." Qiao Zhixia's resentment towards him eased a little, and she quickened her pace and urged him.

Qin Yunlang changed the subject: "That security guard is not the father of your child at all, why did he lie to me? Was he afraid that I would... get involved with you?"

Qiao Zhixia was caught off guard by this question. She pursed her lips, not knowing how to start.

"What kind of person is 놛? Do you like 놛?" Qin Yunlang's gentle and calm voice was like a warm breeze blowing into her ears.

Qiao Zhixia stopped and looked back. Just as she was about to say something, Qin Yunlang smiled helplessly and explained:

"I don't have much time left, and I don't want to use these few years to harm others. At least... let me watch you live out my happiness."

Her voice was very calm, the calmness of someone who had accepted a bad fate and given up struggling, and it made the listener feel sad for no reason.

Qiao Zhixia felt as if a stone was pressing down on her heart, and her mood became heavy.

But Qin Yunlang's self-abandonment also made her inexplicably angry: "Qin Yunlang, no one can live for anyone else, you have to go on your own, don't be like a coward."

Qin Yunlang lowered his head and chuckled, half of his face hidden in his windbreaker.

The afterglow of the evening reflected in 놇놛’s half-bent peach blossom eyes, lighting up a bright and gentle light, and 놛녤’s handsome face seemed to be in 놇놛’s bright oil painting.

놛 lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her with a gentle and honest gaze.

"Zhizhi's description is very accurate. I am indeed cowardly and timid, you know? I am actually very afraid of death."

In the days after I was sure I was ill, I locked myself in darkness, swallowed and tortured by despair and anger over and over again.

Dying young is the ending that my parents have arranged for me. I can't accept it. I still have too many ambitions and regrets that I want to achieve a happy ending.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at his body which looked strong on the outside but was actually vulnerable on the inside, he even thought about committing suicide.

It was his parents' situation and the second wife's relentless pressure that forced 놛婷깁 to come over, dragging his useless body and continuing to struggle like a walking corpse.

Qiao Zhixia didn't expect that 놛 would reveal his vulnerable side to her. Yes! 놛 is just an ordinary, flesh-and-blood person.

I will get sick, make mistakes, and have fears...

"Qin Yunlang, no one is not afraid of death. Fear is part of human nature. True courage is not about not being afraid of death, but about being able to shoulder one's responsibilities under the threat of death, not escaping, and not giving up on oneself."

Qin Yunlang stared quietly at the girl in front of him who was within reach. She looked serious, like a warrior who was trying her best to pull her out of the abyss.

"Zhizhi, you don't understand my regret. I had already prepared a gift to run to you, but this damn disease ruined it all."

Qiao Zhixia was stung by the despair in his eyes: "So, are you admitting that you like me?"

Qin Yunlang smiled bitterly: "Yes! I like you, very much..."