Mo Li still had the same calm expression, but the corners of his mouth were clearly pursed, holding back his nervousness.

Seeing him look over, Mo Li also raised his eyes, his eyes filled with hope.

"Fool." Bai Cheng lowered his head and smiled, and took out a pair of light gold rings from his pocket, saying, "I bought a pair of gold, and when we go bankrupt one day, we will melt this, Go to a small city and buy a house."

This time, Murray was stunned.

"Birthday gift, do you like it?" Bai Cheng looked at him and asked.

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison the next second.

"Did you promise me?" Bai Cheng tilted his head and asked.

Mo Li didn't answer, just stretched out his hand to hold Bai Cheng, and said gently, "Then did you promise me?"

"I promise, idiot." Bai Cheng lowered his head and put his golden pair ring on Mo Li's hand.

Mo Li put his silver-gray platinum ring on Baicheng's finger.

"What should I do with the extra?" Bai Cheng asked in confusion.

"It's melted, let's make a pendant." Mo Li was candid, making Bai Cheng laugh again.

He threw himself into Mo Li's arms, took a deep breath in Mo Li's arms, and said contentedly: "It seems that we have to push the matter of going abroad to play. We will do the wedding first, and then go abroad to get the certificate together?"

"it is good."

The wedding was organized by Mo Jinhua. They sent many invitations and received many blessings.

Should be happy.

Looking down at the laboratory test sheet of his body, Bai Cheng's knuckles were white due to the force, and he blinked several times, his vision blurred.

I don't know how long it took before was brought back to senses by the sound of a few children running over with a smile.

He wiped his eyes, laughed softly, and called Mo Li.

The phone rang twice and was picked up. Bai Cheng listened to the gentle inquiry on the phone, his expression gradually softened, and he chuckled lightly:

"Brother Li, if I die, can you not forget me?"

Chapter 54 Your future object must have saved the galaxy

Bai Cheng's condition deteriorated faster than expected.

Even ordinary painkillers gradually lost their effectiveness, and were replaced by painkillers made of special materials.

This drug will become addictive as soon as it is used. The doctor can prescribe this drug, which means that it has reached a desperate situation, and there is no need to think about how to quit the addiction later.

All the originally planned plans were cancelled, and Mo Li stood in front of Baicheng's bed, wiping the cold sweat from his head with a warm towel.

Bai Cheng was really in pain. At first, it was just his abdomen. Later, his entire body seemed to be crushed, from muscles to bones to every nerve.

Without the medicine, he couldn't even fall asleep.

At this time, the phone lit up, and Mo Li immediately picked it up and went out to answer.

In order not to disturb Baicheng's rest, Mo Li's mobile phones were all set to silent mode, not even vibrating.

"Brother." Mo Ming's voice on the other end of the phone was a little dejected, and he said in a low voice: "I brought a gift for Brother Bai, including shells, flowers, and many, many souvenirs. Do you want to give it to Brother Bai?"

As soon as the voice fell, a female voice came from the other side of the phone, and she said very unhappily: "I've said it several times that I can't give it. You give these things to a terminally ill person? You're not clearly making him despair. ?"

It's so uncomfortable to be able to see beautiful things without being able to see them with your own eyes.

"Give it to me, I'll ask him." Mo Li was not in the mood to say anything to others, and didn't listen to Mo Ming's argument. He simply hung up the phone and came back to take care of Bai Cheng.

He didn't want Bai Cheng, who had just fallen asleep, to wake up at this time. His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were looking at the night scene outside the window, and there was a smile on his mouth.

"I want to eat cake." Seeing Mo Li coming over, he said with a smile, he was stunned when he saw his skinny fingers, and then quietly hid under the quilt.

"No way." Mo Li continued to pick up the towel, stepping on the sweat on Bai Cheng's forehead, his voice was too calm: "You can't eat."

"I just have a taste." Bai Cheng grabbed Mo Li's sleeve and said in a coquettish voice, "Just taste it, don't swallow it."

Mo Li was silent, and looking at Shang Baicheng's eager eyes, he finally took out the phone and asked the chef to do it.

It was already past three in the morning, and the poor cook had to work hard to get up and make a cake.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Mo Li sat down. Bai Cheng, who had been injected with the medicine, looked a little sleepy.

"Suddenly I really want to eat sweets, so I don't sleep." Bai Cheng tugged Mo Li again, let him sit on the bed, and then approached his arms intimately, yawning: "You say, if I leave , what do you do?"

"Then don't go." Mo Li gently wrapped his arms around him, his fingers lightly scratching the dark blue in Bai Cheng's eyes, and after a while, he buried his head in Bai Cheng's neck, unwilling to make a sound.

Bai Cheng didn't answer.

After waiting for almost an hour, the cake still hadn't been delivered to the door. Seeing that Bai Cheng's face was gradually turning pale and his body began to curl up, Mo Li impatiently urged, the chef had just finished it and still had to deliver it.

Mo Li suppressed the feeling of wanting to kill, and patted Bai Cheng's back in a low voice to coax him, but the effect of the medicine on Bai Cheng's body still passed, and his whole body began to hurt violently again. It hurts, let go, scratch again, and if you don't bite something in your mouth, you will roar uncontrollably.

The sheets could be torn apart. Only when his hand touched Mo Li would Bai Cheng instinctively relax his strength and then grab something else.

Gradually he lost the strength to struggle, couldn't cry out in pain, couldn't even move, only tears kept coming out.

The cake was finally delivered, but unfortunately Baicheng had no idea of ​​eating it at this time.

Mo Li couldn't do anything, he could only watch Bai Cheng hurt, he could only prevent Bai Cheng from hurting himself, incompetent and helpless.