Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

The shattering sound spread in his heart, accompanied by the howling cold wind and the falling snow. He was so cold that he could not think.

a long time.

Tong Ruixiao felt her hand, which he was holding tightly, become cold and stiff, like the touch of a corpse.

With fear in my heart, I turned around and saw that there was no one beside me!

I tried to open my hands, but found they were curled up stiff and uncontrollable.

Horrified: "Xiao Jian!"

I shouted her name with all my strength: "Xiao Jian? Xiao Jian, where have you been?"

His anxious cries spread from the Mingyu Tower, but were diluted little by little by the flying snow, and finally seemed to be thrown into the abyss, without even an echo being heard.

"You promised me you wouldn't leave! You've never lied to me before, and you won't lie to me this time, right?"

"I beg you not to lie to me..."

He shouted in a sad and hoarse voice, and rushed down the stairs of the tower in an urgent and hurried manner.

The narrow spiral staircase seemed to have no end, and the tall tower was like a castle that trapped him tightly.

"Xiao Jian, don't leave me..."

He shouted her name and ran down the tower holding the handrail. The hem of his suit coat was blown up by the cold wind, brushing against the snow water on the higher step behind him, and gradually soaked him.

Tong Ruixiao's body was shaking, he ran stumblingly, his hair was disheveled, and he looked in a state of disarray.

I don't know which floor it was, but tear marks suddenly appeared on his face, mottled, old and new, crisscrossed, shocking, and making the teardrop mole at the end of his eye look particularly heavy;

After who knows how many layers, his clothes turned into a blue and white striped hospital gown, and the fragrance of white tea on his body was covered by the pungent smell of disinfectant and blood;

After countless layers, his body was covered with blood, and his left wrist, which was holding the handrail, showed a series of new and old knife scars. The old ones were dark brown, and the new ones were dark red after the blood dried; the shallow ones turned into raised scars, and the deep ones were sewn with black, dense and terrifying lines like centipedes.

Because he was exerting force, blood was oozing out.

"Clap!"

A drop of blood fell from the fingertips onto the snow on the steps under my feet. The temperature burned a hole in the snow, and the white gradually turned into light red.

Seductive and strangely beautiful.

The light outside the tower appeared in sight, but was drowned out by the wind and snow.

His voice was hoarse and tearful with pain.

"Jian Yan, where are you? Where on earth are you!"

The stairs were slippery from melted snow, making every step difficult.

He looked at the endless spiral staircase and collapsed in despair. He laughed bitterly, closed his eyes, and let his shaky body fall heavily down the stairs.

He lost consciousness before the pain spread throughout his body.

……

When I woke up again, it was already midsummer.

But the biting cold wind and winter snow always shroud him.

……

A ward in the psychiatric department of Jiangcheng Hospital.

Hospital bed.

The man was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. His eyes were closed, his eye sockets were sunken, his face was pale, and he was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, almost unrecognizable.

Only his long eyelashes and thick sword-like eyebrows still reveal his handsome demeanor of the past.

"Doctor, when will he wake up?"

"We have done everything we can. The patient subconsciously does not want to wake up. There is nothing we can do."

The short-haired woman stopped talking.

She sighed and walked out of the ward. She stood in the corridor for a long time, and when her legs were stiff, she turned around and went to the smoking area to smoke.

One by one, I can't dispel the depression.

"It would be better for Director Tong to just die if he is like this."

Assistant Li suddenly spoke.

Wang Qiong felt as if she was pricked, and the fingers holding the cigarette butt trembled.

Suddenly, she glared at him fiercely: "Bullshit, what unlucky words are you talking about! Li Li, you have worked under him for so many years, animals have feelings, and you actually hope he dies!"

Li Li was scolded but did not talk back.

His eyes were red, and he could hardly speak. Every word was difficult: "Vice President Wang, I hope he can be free."

Apart from him, the person who knew Tong Ruixiao best in the world is dead. It is because of the many years of love that he hopes that the other party will not live in such pain.

When Wang Qiong heard this, sadness welled up in her eyes, her nose felt sore, and she was speechless.

Looking down at the traffic outside the window, he muttered to himself: "If Jian Yan was still here, he wouldn't have to suffer so much..."

Even if the cigarette burns my fingers, I don't feel the heat.

Li Li choked up and said, "It's because President Jian left that President Tong became like this."

Who can accept the death of all their loved ones in a short period of time?

It is better to continue sleeping than to face reality.

At this moment, the doctor came rushing over and said to them:

"Who is the family member of the patient in room 3? The patient is awake."

Li Li's body shook, his red eyes swept over Wang Qiong in shock, and he almost turned around and ran to the ward.

When he arrived at the door of the ward, he tried his best to control his emotions and gently pushed the door open.

Seeing the thin man leaning against the pillow of the bed slowly turning his head to look at him, his lips trembled:

"Boss Tong, I'm Li Li, your assistant..."

Tong Ruixiao has been to the emergency room three times in the past six months. Every time he wakes up, he forgets a lot, and then slowly recovers his memory.

Because he was forgotten last time, he had to sadly introduce himself to the people he had worked with for more than ten years.

The other person looked at him with a stiff expression on his face and lifeless eyes, as if he had to think hard for a long time before understanding this short sentence.

After a long while, the bloodless lips moved: "...Where is Jian Yan?"

Li Li stood there stiffly, feeling that he was going to die in front of the other person's dull and numb eyes.

"Ms. Jian, she——"

Not a word could come out.

Tong Ruixiao understood this time.

The embarrassed expression on Li Li's face was so vivid that he remembered some fragments.

Then, scenes from the past flashed before my eyes.

His mind was suddenly filled with a mess of memories. He rejected and absorbed those sad images, and struggle and pain appeared on his face.

His heart was throbbing with pain, making it impossible for him to think and breathe. The throbbing heartbeat hit the periosteum of his ears, making him feel dizzy and nauseous.

His face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he clutched the fabric of his clothes tightly around his chest and curled up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Li immediately called a doctor.

When the doctor arrived, he had already raised his head with difficulty, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were broken, as if he was shrouded in endless despair.

Li Li understood that he had remembered it.

The first words Tong Ruixiao said after waking up were in a tone as calm as death, having collapsed and rebuilt countless times.

"Let me go, let me go, okay?"

The hoarse voice with a crying tone was weak and the eyes were hopeless and lifeless.

The doctor showed an expression of reluctance: "It is our job to save the dying and the wounded."

Under what circumstances will a patient regard staying alive as a shackle and death as a relief?

They saved his life from the brink of death, but he begged them to "let him go."

Infinite sadness!

As soon as Wang Qiong entered the room and heard his words, all her strength was instantly drained away.

She said in a trembling voice:

"Tong Ruixiao, Jian Yan doesn't want to see you commit suicide again and again..."

Li Li stood aside and had difficulty breathing.

No one knows Tong Ruixiao's current condition better than him.