When Zhang Ze woke up, he stared at the hospital ceiling, his heart pounding with anxiety. He only had about ten days left; he couldn't miss this opportunity. He truly didn't want to spend any more days without Xiao Feng.
Even if Xiao Feng doesn't intend to forgive him in the future, he can accept it as long as he can watch her from afar.
He slowly got up, looked at the needle in his hand, and was about to pull it out forcefully when he heard a familiar voice—the voice that had haunted his dreams these past few days.
"What are you doing? Where are you trying to run off to again?"
He looked up and followed the sound towards the doorway.
Huo Cifeng was wearing the school's brown-black suit uniform, and his black hair framed a pure and innocent face.
Zhang Ze wasn't sure if he was hallucinating.
Huo Cifeng: "My teacher asked me to come see you."
Hearing this, Zhang Ze was not disappointed. In fact, this was a kind of good fortune for him. However, since he could not speak, he could only smile foolishly.
Huo Cifeng walked over expressionlessly and sat down beside his bed. "I have a question for you."
Zhang Ze looked puzzled, seemingly very curious about what Huo Cifeng would ask.
Huo Cifeng really wanted to say that Zhang Ze looked like a stupid dog at that moment.
What are you looking for in the mountains? Is it related to me?
Zhang Ze was taken aback upon hearing this, and immediately shook his head to indicate that it was not true.
Huo Cifeng breathed a sigh of relief, because he didn't want to owe Zhang Ze anything.
"If that's not it, then why are you so persistent in looking for something up the mountain? I remember your Zhang Family isn't short of money, and shouldn't be short of treasures either. What exactly are you looking for?"
Zhang Ze smiled and stretched out his hand, which still had needles inserted, and wrote on his palm: I won't tell you.
Then she easily released his hand.
Zhang Ze, who had been exposed to wind and rain for many days, had shocking scars on the back of his hands.
Because of the scratches from leaves, branches, and weeds, my hands have many large and small wounds, some fresh and some old wounds that have scabbed over.
It has a faint scent of ointment on it; the nurse applied the medicine for me.
Huo Cifeng felt a slight warmth in his palm from the roughness of the fingers, accompanied by an itchy sensation like feathers brushing against his hand.
Thinking of Zhang Ze's hands, which used to be pampered and full of artistic flair, always left me with an indescribable feeling of tightness in my chest.
He suppressed his displeasure, his face remaining expressionless.
"I'm asking you a question, what exactly did you go up the mountain for? Tell me properly."
Zhang Ze pointed to his throat.
Huo Cifeng then realized that Zhang Ze had lost his voice.
This made him waver again about whether there was any connection between God and Zhang Ze.
Zhang Ze tilted his head and looked at him with a somewhat serious expression, his brows slightly furrowed. He wanted to reach out and smooth them down, but he was afraid that the calluses on his hands would scratch Xiao Feng's skin, so he could only let those handsome brows furrow slightly.
Huo Cifeng almost couldn't hold back for the first time, wanting to press Zhang Ze to tell him if he had made a deal with God, such as taking away his voice and then restoring his body.
After all these years, he didn't believe his health would improve for no reason; there must have been some special opportunity.
But he didn't want to owe Zhang Ze anything. He could owe anyone else, but he didn't want to owe Zhang Ze anything... But Zhang Ze said no.
Whatever it is, we must find it no matter what it is.
1 a. m.
Huo Cifeng finally went home.
Zhang Ze's fever had subsided, and he stared blankly at the profile picture of Huo Cifeng that he had secretly taken on his phone.
But the thought of Xiao Feng ending up with someone else in the future drives him to insane jealousy.
During the time when Huo Cifeng and Luo Bai were in contact, he couldn't sleep well night after night, and his mood became gloomy. At that time, he stubbornly believed that he was just worried that Huo Cifeng's actions would affect his plans.
At that time, his mind was in turmoil. On one hand, he thought that Huo Cifeng would not like him and was just using him, while on the other hand, he was crazy and wanted to possess Huo Cifeng all to himself.
I don't want him to have any dealings with anyone else.
He foolishly believed that he liked Wu You'an, but from the moment he entered the prison, he knew that he had no feelings for Wu You'an at all. His guilt towards Wu You'an was only because Wu You'an had broken his hand while protecting him, and he wanted to make amends.
Once the truth was revealed, even the last vestige of guilt vanished.
He blinded not only his eyes, but also his rotten heart.
Having been given a second chance at life, he knew he shouldn't have acted that way. Even if he was still a madman, as long as it didn't affect Xiao Feng, that was fine.
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The next day
Zhang Ze's loss of voice made him very suspicious, to the point that he suddenly became depressed these past two days.
That damned Zhang Ze.
Huo Cifeng lowered his eyes, looking at the new clothes he had just changed into; the sleeves were too short and the trouser legs were torn.
Lu Qingyan looked up at him, her heart sinking. She couldn't help but ask, "... Xiao Feng, you're... too exaggeratedly tall!"
Huo Cifeng never expected that he would grow a few centimeters taller after taking a nap.
There were originally many students from the north in the class, so there were many tall people. Now that Huo Cifeng has joined, it doesn't seem out of place. It's just that he seems to have grown too fast, which is not scientifically possible!
The taller boy mustered up his courage and joked, " Schoolmate Huo, once you're better, we can play basketball together!"
Huo Cifeng nodded slightly. "Hmm, okay." Just empty words.
Lu Qingyan and Huo Cifeng returned to their seats, Lu Qingyan was so dejected that she couldn't cheer up.
He never imagined that his 178cm good friend would grow to nearly 188cm in just over half a month, and who knows when he'll stop growing.
Lu Qingyan's unrequited love eventually came to an end, because Huo Cifeng's height deterred him.
He's such a strong-willed person, he definitely wants to be the top, even if it's his first love, he can't be the bottom!
Huo Cifeng wasn't particularly happy about growing taller, because he had to buy a new set of school uniforms. He hadn't thought it was troublesome to wear a school uniform in college before, but now he found it a headache.
After some time, Lu Qingyan suddenly nudged Huo Cifeng's hand. "Feng, I saw in the group chat that my brother said someone offered 5 million to buy Zhang Ze's life."
Upon hearing this, Huo Cifeng's heart clenched suddenly, and he felt a sharp pain.
"What did you say?"
Lu Qingyan took out her phone and sent WeChat message to Huo Cifeng. After editing and sending the message, she tapped the phone screen to signal Huo Cifeng to look at the phone.
Huo Cifeng rubbed his chest and saw the screenshot Lu Qingyan had sent him.
The gist of it is that someone offered 5 million to kill Zhang Ze, but it was stated very vaguely.
Huo Cifeng turned off his phone.
That's right, it's none of his business...
It's none of his business...