Ding Yiyi was stunned, he was comforting her? Before returning to God, Ye Nianmo had gone out of the country. She gritted her teeth and chased it. For Ye Chuyun's expectation, she must design a set of pairs for him

Ring.

Near the dusk, Ding Yiyi got out of the car and got out of the car. One day passed, and I visited countless galleries, but there was no inspiration. As long as I mentioned it, there was still no life.

"Don't follow, I don't want Chuyun to see the two of us together." She took a deep breath and didn't turn around. She hurriedly said, "Thank you today" and go to the hospital door.

"Don't you want him to feel at ease?" Ye Nianmo's voice came, and he ate her, so his tone was easy. "Do you still want him to worry?"

Ding Yiyi stopped, and she blamed herself even more. She didn't want Ye Chuyun to be her protective umbrella. If she couldn't even do this, she was really too dead.

"See you here at 12 noon tomorrow."

In the ward, Ye Chuyun leaned at the bedside and looked outside the window. Ye Nianmo stood under the tree. The wind blowing his scarf and black coat.

The door opened, he turned back, and the curtains were pulled by the way. The lights inside the house faded down. "Where are you going today?"

"Nothing, go out to find inspiration, I want to design the best precepts in the world."

"Not me, it's us."

Ye Chuyun stubbornly corrected, he beckoned to her, Ding Yiyi walked in obediently, and he felt sour after seeing the pinhole on the back of his hand.

Because a large amount of infusion every day, his original pale hand was blue and purple, Ye Chuyun comforted her, "There is still a week."

"You will be fine." Ding Yiyi choked, a week was like a death notice, changing her heart. Although the success rate was high, she was still worried.

Ye Chuyun looked at her greedily, and couldn't help but reach out and imprison her cheeks.

Ding Yiyi wanted to promise, but I thought to follow Ye Nianmo to find inspiration, so I had to say, "I will always be with you."

Ye Chuyun fell asleep with satisfaction. He was too tired. In order to avoid rejection after transplanting his heart, he took a lot of drugs every day to enhance immunity.

When he fell asleep, Ding Yiyi took out the drawings and pens from his bag. Today, the concert in the gallery was tangled. Occasionally Ye Nianmo would break in.

One hour later she put down her pen and sighed suddenly.

The next day, the nurse came to push Ye Chuyun to go chemotherapy. He saw Ding Yiyi seemingly absent -minded and laughed: "Will you be here?"

"I will wait for you to come back here." Ding Yiyi promised.

After Ye Chuyun left, she looked at the clock, now it is 11; 40 points, Ye Chuyun is a organizational compatibility site antigen (HLA) typing test and other chemotherapy.

When you click around, she appears in the ward. Try the last time today. If she is not inspired, she will give up!

In the corridor, Ye Chuyun said to the nurse with apologies: "Sorry, I still have to forget to tell my fiancee, can I go back?"

Pushing the door, he solidified with a smile, and there was no one in the house. He slowly pushed the wheelchair to the side of the window.

Downstairs, Ding Yiyi got into the car, Ye Nianmo's figure flashed, and the car drove away into the distance.

"Mr. Ye?" the nurse reminded.
Chapter completed!