Xia Lin was initially diagnosed with VHL syndrome a month ago. The information sent by the attending doctor this time is nothing more than the result of a routine re-examination.
The clinical manifestations of VHL syndrome are very complicated. His diagnosis report in the previous life was not exhaustive. He only vaguely said it was an intracranial tumor, so Xia Lin didn't think about hereditary diseases at all.
After hearing about the symptoms a month ago, he learned that his family had a genetic history of â ¥HL syndrome, and his grandfather had died young from the same disease.
The hereditary disease depends on congenital genes, not external infections. Xia Lin failed to live past twenty-eight in his last life. He has been cautious for so many years in this life, and still has not been able to avoid this catastrophe.
After the diagnosis result came out, he was depressed for a period of time and complained about others, but in the end he could only accept the reality calmly.
He is just a little confused, what is the meaning of such reincarnation of life and death.
While thinking about the meaning of rebirth, he is constantly examining his past.
After being downplayed by life and death, he turned around and looked back at the past, and he found that his mood had become extraordinarily peaceful and tolerant.
In the past, he always hated Song Yan's betrayal and betrayal to him, and questioned Song Yan's confession and promise to him; now, every frame he can recall is everything he and Song Yan have walked along with him. moment.
This time he came to the United States. He originally planned to take a look at Song Yan and leave. Although he was full of doubts, he still hoped that he was just suspicious.
He thought that if Song Yan really recovered well, he would still have a worry in his heart. After that, he returned to the country and cooperated with the treatment with peace of mind. As to whether he could escape a death in the end, it was all God's will to escape. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
However, the facts are always not as expected.
When he broke Song Yan's lie in the elevator, he originally thought he would be angry, and he did have a moment of anger, but this turbulent emotion was quickly replaced by another emotion.
He thought that maybe he has run out of time, and there are not many opportunities to chat face-to-face with Song Yeon like he does now. Instead of wasting time on meaningless anger and accusations, he should calmly recount the past and talk to each other. Smiled and grieved.
He thought he could control everything very well, but he only missed Song Yan.
When he saw Song Yan throwing his self-esteem at his feet, speaking in a humble posture about the longing for him over the years, he suddenly realized that he had been wrong from the beginning.
He originally thought that he was born again, and as long as he hardened his heart, he would be able to separate from Song Yan. However, they have been entangled in love and hatred for two lifetimes, and they have long been unable to distinguish who loves who is deeper and who owes whom more. .
He and Song Yan, in fact, neither of them really let go.
That uncontrollable kiss was not part of his plan at all, so that when he realized what he had just done, he was completely confused and regretted it.
He didn't know how to explain his behavior or how to face Song Yan's inquiry. He couldn't cope with it, so he had to run away.
The assistant hid in the shadows. After watching Xia Lin leave, he pushed the door open and walked in, and found Song Yan sitting motionless in a wheelchair in a daze, covering his lips with one hand, showing a foolish smile.
The assistant leaned in front of him, shook his hand, and asked, "Boss, what do you think?"
Song Yan returned to his senses, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, muttering to himself: "You said... Is he right? I still..." The
assistant was confused: "What else?"
"Ah, nothing." Song Yan reluctantly suppressed his smile, put out the boss's frame and ordered: "You help me inquire about Xia Lin's team's return flight, and then Book a ticket for their flight." The
assistant was stunned: "Then J City..." The
relevant handover work is entrusted to you," Song Yan said, "I will sort out the important content in an email and send it later. you. "
The assistant was still a little dumbfounded: "Then there is no one around you..."
Halfway through, seeing Song Yan looking at him blankly, there was a flash of lightning in his mind, and he nodded hurriedly: "I understand, I understand, tomorrow I will solemnly ask Xia Er Shao to help me take care of my boss."
Because of the appearance of Xia Lin, Song Yan's original plan was also changed. He decided to stay here and return to China with Xia Lin.
Thinking of the next few days he could meet Xia Lin openly every day, he couldn't sleep with excitement.
He lay on the bed tossing and turning, in the dark, reminiscing every detail of his meeting with Xia Lin, frowning and smirking. If it weren't for the fact that one leg couldn't move, he really wanted to jump on the bed like a child. happy.
After tossing like this for an hour, he finally calmed down.
He suddenly remembered the untimely text message that appeared on the screen of Xia Lin's phone.
At that time, he himself was still in the turbulent mood, so that he could not detect anything in time. Now, thinking about it carefully, after seeing the text message, Xia Lin's expression has changed slightly.
He condensed his eyebrows for a moment, and based on his memory, he typed "VHL three English letters in Baidu on his mobile phone.
"... Von Hippel- Lindau syndrome..."
Under the dim light of the mobile phone, the expression on Song Yan's face gradually solidified.