Campus Alliance-Never Fall North Star

After half a year, the last psychotherapy session was finally over. The evaluator was very satisfied with Shen Jiaqi's condition and gave him a very high evaluation. Everything was fine. Under the doctor's advice, Shen Jiaqi only needed to have a follow-up check-up after three months and did not need to come to the hospital as frequently as before.

When Jiaqi was about to leave, the doctor asked casually, "The weather is very nice today, Jiaqi, are you going home directly?"

Shen Jiaqi smiled slightly, revealing a mysterious expression, and replied: "It's a secret! I'm going to meet an old friend." After that, she turned around and left the hospital.

After leaving the hospital gate, Shen Jiaqi drove to another place without hesitation.

The car quickly arrived at its destination, which was another guard hospital.

After parking the car in a familiar manner, Shen Jiaqi walked straight into the hospital and came to a ward.

After getting permission from the guard and doctor, she stood at the door of the ward. She saw Zhao Junye lying motionless on the bed through the window.

Yes! He is still alive! But he is no different from being dead!

Zhao Ting protected him and died on the spot, but Zhao Junye survived.

During this time, Shen Jiaqi would occasionally come to visit him. Zhao Junye's posture did not change at all, as if time had frozen on him. Shen Jiaqi hesitated for a long time and finally walked into the ward. Every time before, she only dared to watch quietly from a distance for a while, but this time she was willing to come closer.

She slowly approached Zhao Junye, wanting to observe him more closely.

However, when she actually walked up to Zhao Junye, she suddenly became a little at a loss.

When she was three steps away from the bed, blood-red memories suddenly came flooding back: the fire in her childhood, a small body kept knocking its head, begging Zhao Ting to let them go; the man who had said he wanted to be a hero even when he was standing in the ruins and on the garbage dump; the man who smiled and said his father was a hero even when he was covered in wounds - Brother Ye;

Yes!

He is Ye Zi, the elder brother of Shen Jiaqi when he was a child...

It’s Ye Zi who said she would become a great hero when she grows up...

……

At this moment, the person on the hospital bed was full of tubes. The nasal oxygen tube left red marks on his once angular cheeks. The tracheotomy tube in his throat rose and fell with the ventilator, like a cicada with its neck strangled.

Shen Jiaqi sat quietly in the chair, saying nothing, just staring at Zhao Junye silently.

As time passed, her tears rolled down uncontrollably like beads from a broken string.

"I never thought that my little brother would end up like this..."

Shen Jiaqi turned his eyes away from Zhao Junye, then stared at the window outside and continued: "I...can survive, and I also need to thank you...If you hadn't stopped Zhao Ting, I might have died in the fire a long time ago...I have been grateful to you since I was a child...I have been looking for you for a long, long time...I want to know if Brother Ye became a policeman, and whether he finally became the hero that others talk about...This is what you said, that you would become a superhero, I once had infinite longing and beautiful for you..."

...Shen Jiaqi said a lot, a lot of things...

Her eyes seemed to turn red all of a sudden, and tears seemed to be flashing in her eye sockets. She tried to hold back her tears and said, "I have never told anyone that I went to NCU just to find you! I wanted to see if you were also heading in the direction you said!

I didn’t know what to do for a while. I couldn’t accept that you had become like this… You’ve harmed so many people. You killed Soma, you killed my teammates! Why… Why did you do this!!! If you want me to hate you, you should have made me hate you to the end!! Why did you commit suicide in the end!!!”

"You said you wanted to be a hero..." Her voice was drowned out by the sound of the ventilator's airflow.

Until now, Shen Jiaqi still doesn't understand why such a strong-willed person like Zhao Junye would choose to end his life in this way.

This jump took away everything he had.

It was like a last gift given to Shen Jiaqi before leaving.

Shen Jiaqi opened his mouth softly and said, "You are so stupid, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were that person!"

When she said this, she seemed to be waiting for his reply.

But what can a vegetative person with tubes all over his body, who has to rely on a ventilator to survive, say to you?

Nothing at all!

There was total silence in the ward.

After a while, until his emotions calmed down, Shen Jiaqi finally sorted himself out and looked up at him again.

At this time, Shen Jiaqi's eyes suddenly became different.

There was more determination and courage in his eyes.

"Zhao Junye, I want to start over again!" Shen Jiaqi looked at the motionless person on the hospital bed, curled his lips in self-mockery, and said, "What's the point of telling you? Whether I have forgotten it or chosen to give up, I will no longer care about the past. I don't want to live under your shadow. I never want to see you again, not even until I die! This is the last time I will come to see you!"

In the ward, the ticking sound of the instruments was particularly clear.

Zhao Junye lay quietly on the hospital bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep forever.

Shen Jiaqi sat by the bed, looking at his former lifesaver, now a stranger, and finally spoke out what had been pent up in his heart for a long time: "I want to let go of the past, I want to go! Xiao Ye!"

Shen Jiaqi looked at Zhao Junye, who was lying motionless on the bed full of catheters.

I wanted to say something but stopped myself, and in the end, all the resentment turned into a sigh and silent tears.

Some things, some memories, some past, you always have to get over it yourself.

No matter what others say, it’s useless!

Maybe you are still immersed in sadness in the previous second, and you will cheer up in the next second. Maybe it will take a long time to recover, but as long as you figure it out, you will suddenly feel enlightened.

Shen Jiaqi is such a person.

After she left, the ventilator in the ward suddenly accelerated, and the curve of the monitor fluctuated violently, as if he was roaring for the last time across the barrier of coma, but eventually returned to nothingness. The monitor resumed its regular ticking behind her, like an unfinished story finally coming to an end.

……

After leaving the hospital, Shen Jiaqi seemed to have untied all the knots in her heart. She felt relaxed and her smile was the same as before. She suddenly remembered what he said when she was seven years old, "Don't be afraid." She saw the arc of her mouth rising in the mirror, overlapping with the smile she had when she was rescued from the fire at the age of seven. However, this time, her smile no longer had the admiration for the hero, but the solemn nod of a survivor to a new life.

She stretched herself lazily, as if all the muscles in her body were stretched out again.

She secretly sighed in her heart: "Sure enough, the hospital and I are still not a good match."

When she finally walked out of the hospital gate, her steps became particularly light, as if all the pain in her body was suddenly thrown away.

Shen Jiaqi looked up at the sky and found that it was still early, so he decided to go home early, go to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables, and cook a sumptuous dinner by himself to celebrate his recovery.

She walked into the vegetable market, which was crowded with people. She kept stopping in front of the stalls, carefully selecting fresh ingredients, choosing each one with great care to ensure that they were the freshest and of the highest quality.

After buying the ingredients, Shen Jiaqi returned home carrying the heavy bags.

She walked into the kitchen, opened the window, and a gust of fresh air blew in.

Through the window, she saw Ren Qifeng busy in the coffee shop. The sun was shining on him, shining through his rolled-up shirt sleeves, casting a warm halo on him, making him look particularly bright.

Ren Qifeng was wearing a clean white shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his sturdy forearms.

He was busy and focused, sometimes chatting with customers with a smile, and sometimes skillfully making coffee.

Shen Jiaqi looked at him quietly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "He is really handsome!"