together for a moment

Nick couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality. If it was a dream, it was a dark dream with no pictures. He could only hear the buzzing of noisy voices around him, and vaguely heard someone calling his name. Far away, he closed his eyes tightly and didn't want to respond. Life is too tiring, can you let him sleep a little longer.

Later, the surrounding sounds gradually disappeared, and he began to feel a little scared. He was already full of sleep but couldn't wake up. He wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound. He was floating alone in the silent darkness, as if he was thrown away in outer space. will be forgotten.

The head started to hurt, at first it was tingling, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a burning pain, and the shoulders and feet also hurt. Is this evidence of life or is about to die.

He doesn't want to die, there are many, many things he wants to do, and many places he wants to go. He hasn't seen enough of this colorful world, and he wants to take his mother out of the hospital and go home to live, and go to the beach when the weather is fine.I finally found someone who I love and he loves me, and I want to spend 20 years with him. At that time, he will play and sing the song "Fivehundredmiles" by himself.

Nick managed to gather enough strength to open his eyes. His eyelids seemed to be heavy, and his head hurt even more. In addition, the regular beeping sound of the machine in his ears was a bit harsh. Before he had time to rejoice that he was still alive, he was overwhelmed by the gradual awakening pain of his whole body. , he was a little out of breath, and tried to struggle, and sure enough, the monitor produced a series of sharp and piercing alarms.

Soon someone opened the door and entered. Doctors and nurses surrounded him for various examinations. Nick was so sleepy that he could only be at their mercy. A lot of lights were dangling above his head. He closed his eyes to dodge, and finally fell asleep again. past.

This time it was a dream, because he returned to that colorful country full of incredible.

It seems to be at the New Delhi Railway Station, the hall is full of people, standing, sitting or lying down, the queue at the ticket gate is still irregular, the train is delayed as usual, he put his big backpack at his feet, and anxiously led the way with the ticket Look, the agreed time is up, why hasn't Zhao Yimu come yet?

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, and he shouted happily, "You are finally here!", but turned around and saw Lian Jueliang.

"Brother?" Nick was surprised, why did he appear here?

"Pianpian, come home with me." Lian Jueliang grabbed his arm.

"What home? I'm traveling." Nick twisted and struggled, "I'm waiting for someone!"

"What are you talking about, where do you see this?"

The scene changed, and all the Indians with thick eyebrows and big eyes in sari suits turned into high school students in white shirts and black trousers. Where there is a station hall, this is the gate of the high school Lian Jueliang studied.

"This...that's not right..." Nick mumbled blankly, looking down at himself in his middle school uniform.

"I'll buy corn for you, and I'll come home with me to do my homework later." Lian Jue smiled and rubbed his head.

"But we are not students anymore, bro." Nick stood there unmoved, "Wake up."

"No matter what stage of life it is," Lian Jueliang stretched out his hand to caress Nick's face, speaking softly but with a look of determination in his eyes, "You will always be my Pianpian, and I will never let you go."

When Nick woke up, his heartbeat hadn't calmed down, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. What was in front of him changed from blurred to clear, and it was Lian Jueliang's worried face.

"Pianpian, are you awake?" Lian Jueliang picked up a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat from Nick's forehead, "How do you feel?"

"Brother, did you speak just now?" Nick hadn't recovered yet.

"What did I say?" Lian Jueliang bent down and looked down at him, smiling.

"..." The dream just now was vivid in Nick's mind, and Nick felt dazed, "It's nothing, I seem to be dreaming." He rolled his eyes and asked, "Is this a hospital?"

"Yes, you slept for two days and two nights," Lian Jueliang's eyebrows were deeply scratched, "I'm very worried."

"Two days? My mother must be so worried!" Nick hoarsely wanted to get up excitedly, but in vain, as long as he moved, he would be involved in large and small injuries, and he felt dizzy and dizzy, and he fell back on the bed wailing.

"Don't move around, Pianpian, don't move around," Lian Jueliang wanted to hold him down but was afraid of touching the wound, so he could only lightly hold his hand that was cold from the IV drip, "I've taken care of everything you worry about. It’s a private medical institution, I’ve already brought Mama Du here, and there are very professional people taking care of her, so you can rest assured. Let’s have the medical staff examine you, shall we?”

During this examination, he held his eyelids and did not fall back asleep. From the conversation between the doctor and Lian Jueliang, he knew about his injuries. The impact on the head caused a concussion, a closed fracture of the left shoulder, multiple contusions, and a torn left calf. The laceration required more than twenty stitches.

"It sounds like I'm quite lucky. I don't have to be permanently disabled." Nick finally waited for Lian Jueliang to finish speaking with the doctor, and he felt much more relaxed after mastering his own situation. "Ten days and a half months later, I will be a good man again."

"Pianpian, don't be joking," Lian Jueliang lowered his face and looked like he was going to preach, but seeing his pale face, he couldn't continue cursing, and said with a long sigh, "You are lucky, you even dropped your helmet It’s all broken and you can still joke with me here, if a car came from behind and ran over you, what would you ask my brother to do?”

"Riding too much at night, it's inevitable to stumble..." Nick muttered softly.

"I just followed you too much before and told myself not to interfere as much as possible, what happened?" Lian Jueliang became more and more angry, "You made yourself like this, just give me a little bit, don't even think about leaving the hospital until you recover , I personally supervise."

"Can you stop reading?" Nick frowned, turning his dizziness from five to ten, "I feel like my head hurts even more."

"Tomorrow there will be a more precise examination to make sure there is no intracranial hemorrhage. It's good to rest more now. I'm leaving, so I won't disturb you." Lian Jue stood up, picked up his coat, and was about to leave.

"Brother," Nick thought of a question as he was about to fall asleep, "how did you know something happened to me?"

"The police found your mobile phone at the scene. The last call you made was to Sister Liang, and they found Sister Liang, and then I found out." Lian Jueliang put on his coat as he said, "Don't think about it, take care rest."

"What about my phone?" Nick asked.

"I put it away. Your recovery is the most important thing now." Lian Jueliang replied without thinking. He opened the door of the ward but did not step out.

"What's wrong?" Nick didn't hear the door closing, and opened his eyes to find that Lian Jueliang was still standing there.

"Pianpian, haven't you been in touch with Zhao Yimu for a long time?" Now is not a good time to talk about this, but Lian Jueliang couldn't help but want to ask, "Your call records... I found that you haven't been in touch for a long time."

"You return the phone to me now, and I'll contact him right away." Nick raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his bloodless mouth curled up.

Lian Jueliang stared at him for several seconds, then shook his head, "Go to sleep, I'll come back tomorrow."

Zhao Yimu was wrapped in a padded jacket and smoking on the balcony. The number of cigarettes he smoked today has broken the watch, which is not good for his health, but he needs some nicotine to calm his anxiety.

"Mu Mu, it's time to eat. I told you not to smoke so much. You won't listen anyway." Tang Qing called him from the room.

"Here we come!" Zhao Yimu replied, took a few puffs before pressing the cigarette butt into the discarded tin can, and before entering the door, he took out his mobile phone and dialed it to Nick.

Still the standard female voice.He listened to it at least fifty times in the past two days.

He called at any time, when commuting at work, during lunch, or even waking up in the middle of the night to touch the phone to dial, but the result was the same: the number you dialed is currently off, please try again later...

What kind of situation will lose contact?Zhao Yimu made up all kinds of situations by himself, both positive and negative. Maybe it's just that the phone is broken and he hasn't bought it yet?Unpaid calls are disabled?Or... Kidnapped by a debt collection agency?

Zhao Yimu's first reaction was to contact Brother Li, but he didn't expect that the news he got from Brother Li made him even more anxious, and he broke out in a sudden cold sweat.Brother Li said that he couldn't get in touch with Nick for a few days, and the performance of the Friends Band did not show up for no reason, and no one answered when he called Nick's house, as if the world had disappeared.

Nick may not go to work or may not be at home, but he will never stop going to the hospital to see his mother. Zhao Yimu ignored Tang Qing's warning and rushed to Mama Du's hospital after get off work today. Said the patient was transferred a few days ago.

"Transfer?" Zhao Yimu was stunned, "Where are you going?"

"I know you are a friend of Mr. Du, but it is inconvenient for us to disclose the relevant information." The lady was busy with the affairs at hand and had no time to pay attention to him.

"It's like this. Mr. Du has been missing for several days, his phone is turned off, and he's not at home. I'm worried about what happened." Zhao Yimu couldn't use the skill of Canning Lotus at all, so he could only flatten his anxiety, " Can you tell me everything you know, is it Mr. Du who came to handle the transfer? Did you explain the reason?"

The nurse stopped what she was doing and sighed helplessly, "I really don't know, not to mention that the head nurse has specially told us not to talk too much, maybe we have encountered some trouble. I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Zhao Yimu really couldn't convince himself that there was still a possibility of an optimistic situation. Something must have happened. He felt as if his internal organs were thrown into a dehydrator, all twisted and messed up.Smoking one cigarette after another, I couldn't think of any difficulties Nick encountered. He was overly anxious and a little angry, angry that he didn't contact him earlier.

"Mu Mu, today I made three delicacies steamed dumplings, would you like to eat them?" Uncle Zhang often brings some dishes to join them recently.

"Why don't Haozi and Qiqi come over to eat together?" Tang Qing served the sauerkraut and white broth to the table.

"Oh, leave them alone. Young people do a lot of activities after work. They have their own lives, and I have mine. The highest principle is non-interference." Uncle Zhang set up the table and sat down, and shouted to Zhao Yimu: "Come and sit down." , you see that you have no flesh on your recently thin face, eat more."

Tang Qing looked at his son after hearing the words, and he lost a lot of weight, not to mention very depressed.

She picked the biggest piece of smoked chicken with pine nuts on the table and put it in his bowl, "This is what Uncle Zhang bought from a long-established restaurant in the city today."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Zhao Yimu smiled at Uncle Zhang with the corners of his mouth curled up. There were thin folds in the corners of his eyes, tired and desolate.

"Don't be so polite with me, laugh when you want to laugh, and don't force yourself when you don't want to." Uncle Zhang also put chicken into Tang Qing's bowl, "Don't be so polite between family members."

Uncle Zhang's ability to make pasta is very good, the skin is thin and juicy, the smoked chicken with pine nuts, assorted fungus, and sauerkraut white broth are all delicious. Tang Qing and Uncle Zhang will put some dishes into Zhao Yimu's bowl after chatting for a few bites In the game, Zhao Yimu is like destroying monsters in the game. He eats something in the bowl, and puts down the bowl when everything is emptied.

"Mom, you go out for a walk, I'll clean it up." Zhao Yimu began to tidy up the dishes on the table.

Tang Qing hesitated not to go out, always felt that his son was not in the situation, and wanted to chat but was afraid of self-defeating.Uncle Zhang didn't have to make these detours. He took her hat, gloves and scarf and dragged her out, "Go for a walk to refresh yourself. If it's too cold, we'll walk indoors in the sports center. Mumu, let's go."

It's not very cold tonight but the wind is strong. The indoor walkway is a better choice. When they arrived, many people walked in circles.

"Hey, I ate too many steamed dumplings today, so I need to walk a few more times." Uncle Zhang rubbed his stomach, and said to Tang Qing with a smile, "For your health, don't be lazy."

Tang Qing frowned, entangled in his own thoughts, and stopped after walking around.

"Why don't you go?" Uncle Zhang stopped and waited for her, "I've gone out for a while, let's walk a few more times."

Tang Qing opened his mouth, hesitated to speak several times, and finally asked in a low voice: "Old Zhang, do you think I did something wrong?"