Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 523 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Henchman 42 (The End)

Five years later, at a university in City W.

"Zhaozhao, I like you!"

The football field was filled with college students with clear eyes in the evening, all looking at the confession scene in the middle of the crowd, their eyes burning with excitement.

"Say yes! Say yes..."

The football field was illuminated by heart-shaped candlelight. The flamboyant young man, his face flushed, knelt down on one knee and presented a large bouquet of roses to the tall, slender boy in front of him.

Shen Xinghe's bright eyes shone as he looked expectantly at Zhao Zhao, whose hands were in her pockets.

The evening breeze ruffled the boy's dark hair. He stood motionless, his black coat making him seem to blend into the night, his lowered eyes obscuring his emotions.

"Say yes, say yes..."

The cheers from the college students grew louder and louder. Shen Xinghe's smile widened, and Zhao Zhao finally moved. His eyes flickered, and he slowly backed away.

"I'm sorry, I don't like you." A cold voice rang out, carrying an unwavering resolve.

"Answer..." The scene fell silent instantly. Shen Xinghe's smile froze, and he looked up in disbelief, while Zhao Zhao quickly walked out of the crowd.

"Zhao Zhao! Zhao Zhao..." Rose was thrown to the ground. Shen Xinghe rushed forward and blocked Zhao Zhao's path.

Faced with the boy's indifferent expression, he forced a smile: "Hey, I was just kidding, you didn't take it seriously, did you?"

"......"

"You're not going to ignore me, are you...? I'm sorry, I... I'll never make jokes like that again."

He reached out, intending to put his arm around Zhao Zhao's shoulder as he used to, but the boy in front of him dodged backward, avoiding his movement.

The atmosphere froze. Shen Xinghe finally looked away and made way for him.

The hem of his coat brushed against Shen Xinghe's hand. After everyone left, he slowly raised his red-rimmed eyes, clenched his fist, and bulged the veins on his forehead.

Looking at the boy's resolute departing figure, a tear fell silently.

From high school to university, it seems he was always watching Zhao Zhao's departing figure.

Shen Xinghe wondered when that figure would finally stop for him.

On the other side, the pale-faced boy left the football field without hesitation and took a taxi to the hospital.

Xie Zian called him from the car.

Zhao Zhao rubbed his face and lips to make his complexion slightly rosy. He cheered himself up and tried to look healthier.

"Brother." As the call connected, Zhao Zhao looked at the handsome young man in a black trench coat on the other end of the line with a smile in her eyes.

Xie Zian has graduated from university and found a well-paying job; everything is going in a good direction.

"Zhaozhao, are you in the car? What are you doing out so late?"

"Don't worry."

"Oh." Xie Zi'an's grievance lasted less than a second, then he added, "Take care of yourself. It's getting cold lately, be careful not to catch a cold..."

You don't look too good. Do you have a cold?

"No, it's a lighting issue."

"Oh, that's good."

Xie Zian still acted like a child who hadn't grown up, always with a grin on his face: "Hey, Shen Xinghe isn't with you. Did the sun rise in the west?"

After the college entrance examination, Zhao Zhao and Shen Xinghe both achieved good results and later went to the same university.

Every time Xie Zian called Zhao Zhao, Shen Xinghe was always there; the two were practically inseparable.

Zhao Zhao smiled faintly and changed the subject: "How's work going lately?"

"Let me tell you, our boss is just...!" When it comes to work, Xie Zian could complain for three days and three nights.

Zhao Zhao listened quietly, a smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

After Xie Zian finished speaking, he asked about Zhao Zhao's studies and life. Zhao Zhao simply replied, "Everything is fine."

He looked out the window at the hospital entrance, smiled, and said, "I have something to do, I'll hang up now."

"Wait, wait!" Xie Zian quickly said, "There's one more thing. Shen Chilin is coming to W City on a business trip tomorrow and will stop by the school to visit you and Shen Xinghe."

Zhao Zhao nodded and pressed the hang-up button without hesitation.

The video call ended, and the smile on his face vanished. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he slowly made his way to the hospital entrance. Before he could even go inside, he fainted.

When Zhao Zhao woke up again, she was in a hospital bed. As soon as she opened her eyes, a group of people surrounded her.

"Zhaozhao, how are you?"

"Is there anything that's bothering you?"

"Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes...?" The person who said this was slapped on the back by Shen Xinghe.

Zhao Zhao raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the people in front of her one by one.

Xie Zian, Shen Chilin, several of their college roommates, and Shen Xinghe, who stood behind them, too afraid to step forward.

They all looked terrible, especially Xie Zian and Shen Xinghe, whose eyes were red and swollen.

As always, they would cry whenever something happened to him.

"Why are you two crying?" Zhao Zhao said, her voice very weak.

Shen Xinghe couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed aside Shen Chilin in front of him, squeezed in front of Zhao Zhao, grabbed his hand, and started yelling, "You're sick, why didn't you tell me?!"

He cried, and Xie Zi'an, who was already an adult, couldn't help but cry too: "Zhao Zhao, I'm so scared!"

The cancer was in its late stages, and the doctor said the condition was deteriorating very rapidly.

Zhao Zhao was in poor health, so Xie Zi'an would take him for check-ups every now and then. However, Zhao Zhao's cancer seemed to be hidden in its early stages, and the hospital did not detect it at all.

The formation process, from early to late stages, is very short, and the final diagnosis can be quite unexpected.

Xie Zian lay on the hospital bed, his whole body trembling.

Why does illness keep befall his brother?

Zhao Zhao's face showed no extra emotion. The five-year period was about to end, and naturally, his death would also come soon.

At their insistence, Zhao Zhao stayed in the hospital for treatment for a few days, but treating cancer, especially late-stage cancer, is both expensive and hopeless.

His condition deteriorated rapidly and could no longer be controlled by medication.

"I'm not getting treatment anymore, brother."

On a bright morning, when Xie Zi'an brought food to feed Zhao Zhao, he heard these despairing words.

"Is it okay? I'm in so much pain, brother."

"No way!" Xie Zian could never agree to such a thing, but Zhao Zhao was resolute: "You heard the doctor's diagnosis yesterday. He said that my illness is difficult to cure."

Zhao Zhao's pale face was expressionless. He thought Xie Zi'an was sometimes too stubborn.

This is clearly a hopeless situation, so why persist?

Moreover, Zhao Zhao felt sorry for him, as his family was not well-off to begin with.

Xie Zian did not agree to Zhao Zhao's request, and the Shen Xinghe brothers disagreed no matter what.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zhao remained in the hospital until the very end of her illness, preparing for the next round of treatment.

Zhao Zhao lived five years longer and had few regrets, but she had many more people to worry about.

......

Xie Zian is no longer the boy he was five years ago, and he no longer talks about leaving with Zhao Zhao all the time.

His body didn't die, but after Zhaozhao left, it seemed his heart went with her.

Leaving doesn't take time, but getting used to leaving takes time.

Shen Xinghe, who has been inseparable from Zhaozhao for five years, will eventually spend the rest of his life getting used to this final, permanent separation.

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My older brother is cannon fodder (The End)