William seemed to have changed. He started to have the consciousness to come home. He went to work at a regular time every morning, and went home every night no matter how late it was after the social engagement.

Sean's illness had not turned better or worse. Not until he had gone to the hospital for several times again did he realize that Gene had been avoiding him all the time. Originally, Sean paid no attention to the change of his attending doctor. He didn't realize anything until one day Gene walked out from the office but just passed him by, as if he didn't see him at all.

But he couldn't figure it out completely. In Sean's impression, Gene had been taking care of him all the time. They were friends, but their relationship suddenly soured. Sean was not so sophisticated, and he became even more puzzled as he did not know the truth.

Sean came to the hospital for chemotherapy again, and this was the third time he had got chemotherapy, with no one accompanying him.

The process of treatment was still particularly long and suffering, so that even the winter was long in Sean's later memory. The wind kept blowing all the time. In addition to the slaty sky, he could only see the white walls of the hospital.

That day after chemotherapy, he lay for more than 10 minutes before he was able to get up. He held the wall to walk. His face was as pale as the white wall. The haggard and lonely man became a mere skeleton.

Sean felt a wave of nausea out of the headache. The sequelae of the chemtherapy bagan to emerge. He got dizzy, and even the sight before his eyes was blurred. Unable to hold on anymore, he crouched down and waited for the dizziness to fade away. It took a long time for Sean to have a rest. And then he saw someone in front of him after he fixed his eyes. A pair of moccasins with soft soles came into his eyes, then the straight pants, and then the white coat and a handsome face.

"Come and stay with me for a while, ok?" Gene's drab pupils were quite loyal and tender. He looked at Sean with a little inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

Sean tried to stand up, but it was too hard. Gene picked him up directly, rather than just held him as usual.

"Doctor!" Sean was startled and called him loudly.

Gene didn't even frown and just trided forward. He was afraid that Sean would be embarrassed, so he shouted twice loudly: "Emergency!" The patients's eyes fixed on Gene changed from questioning to understanding.

The layout of the lounge had not changed, except for the quilt, which was a bit moist as it hadn't been dried recently.

"Thank you, doctor." Sean's heart still beat fast, and his face was ruddy out of oxygen deficit.

Gene had been lowering his head since he put Sean on the bed. He didn't speak, and even the air was going to be still out of the silence.

Sean pressed his lips and pulled Gene's sleeve gently: "What's wrong?"

Gene jerked his head up and hugged Sean tightly all of a sudden: "...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......"

Gene's eyes were red. When he lifted up his eyes, the sadness inside it were so strong that it seemed to drown others.

"What's the matter?" Sean's shoulder stiffened and then relaxed. He patted Gene's back with comfort: "What's wrong with you?"

"The bone marrow...... Bone marrow......" Gene's voice choked: "I found the matched bone marrow for you...... It should have been yours. But the mayor's son also need it urgently. That person was taken away by them after the examination......"

Sean paused, and then smiled: "It's just because of this? That's all right. I've been thinking what was wrong with you." Sean's voice was gentle. The person who should felt aggrieved most turned to comfort another one: "We can continue to look for it. The mayor's son was definitely nobler than me. It's fine to let him use it first."

"Not at all. The official second generation took it away for his lover."

"A sentient person. He use the power not for his private sake. This person is not bad." Sean was still in the mood for a joke. Actually, he knew how hard it was to match a suitable bone marrow. The missing of it this time announced his death actually. But maybe that was the destiny. Life and death were decreed by fate.

"No, I'll beg my brother. There must be another way...... Sean, there must be a way."

Sean could not bear that someone was sad for him, which made him more uncomfortable than when he himself felt painful. His eyes turned red finally: "Doctor...... It doesn't matter, Dr. Ai. I am just one of your patients. It is certain that I can't be cured, not an accident."

Gene got up. He stood up and bent over to look at Sean. Something was shining in his eyes."I don't want to regard you as just a petient."

Before Sean could say anything, he saw Gene lean over and hold his shoulders. Then he kissed his lips with depression. " Sean, I love you, very much......I don't want to avoid you, but I can't help it......I'm really scared, too."