Let it age

The violent fist even forced him to kneel down and apologize to himself...

This is the freezing point of the relationship between the two people. Why did Zhou Tingrang choose to lick his own wound here?

Was it not here his most painful memory?

Ao Junzhi couldn't figure it out, and at the same time he couldn't forgive himself. That day he forcefully forced a kind person to commit a dirty crime to himself, which trampled on his self-esteem and insulted his personality.

If time could start again, Ao Junzhi would choose to bear all the pain for him.

At this moment, Ao Junzhi stopped only three steps away from Zhou Tingrang, because his courage to approach him had been exhausted.

"……sorry……"

The trembling voice, the gushing tears, accompanied by the words that Ao Junzhi owed Zhou Tingrang, strongly melted into Zhou Tingrang's heart.

At this moment, there is no forgiveness or forgiveness, no understanding or understanding, only belief or not.

Zhou Tingrang believed in Ao Junzhi's sincerity at this moment, so he couldn't think of all the past, just felt, as if at this moment, I could trust him completely and without reservation.

I don’t know why, I shouldn’t trust anyone anymore, but the person in front of me who made my teeth itch with hatred is just a poor man who was teased by fate just like me. Seeing him, I seem to have the choice to believe again .

So Zhou Tingrang decided to let go of all his guards and face Ao Junzhi calmly with his truest self.

Take the first step, it's your vulnerable self.

Take the second step, which is sad yourself.

Take the third step, which is yourself who needs to be hurt by others.

Finally, the moment he got close to Ao Junzhi, Zhou Tingrang released himself completely.

- Boom!

Zhou Tingrang's body collapsed as if all the strength had been pulled away from him. Ao Junzhi hurriedly squatted down to hold Zhou Tingrang's arms. Just like that, Zhou Tingrang buried his head on another person's shoulder for the first time.

"I don't understand!...I can't figure out why he did this!...He said let me wait for him, okay, I waited...Dad told me not to wait, I still wait...Brother told me not to wait, I'm still waiting... I thought, I used to think that as long as I persisted enough, God would move him one day and send him back to me!... But today I realized that all this is my wishful thinking, it's all me Pretending to be sentimental!... He doesn't care about me at all, and he never thought about coming back to me... Now, he thinks I'm his stain, so he wants to hurt my dad, and wants me to retreat... ...I know...I know all of this..."

Hearing Zhou Tingrang's heartfelt words that he had never said to anyone, Ao Junzhi was surprised, moved, and more distressed than anyone else.Knowing that it is difficult for Zhou Tingrang to open his heart and has always closed himself, but now he can pour out all the bitterness of so many years in front of him, Ao Junzhi inexplicably feels that there is a special distance between him and Zhou Tingrang.

Just like at this moment, Zhou Tingrang's head was buried in Ao Junzhi's neck, tears and breath were swaying on Ao Junzhi's chest, this distance.

"In the past 13 years, what kind of life have I lived? You tell me, what kind of life have I lived? What is the meaning of my silence for so many years? What is the result of my persistence for so many years? I have been unable to hold my head up. ! It caused my dad to sit in a wheelchair!"

Zhou Tingrang raised his head and grabbed Ao Junzhi's shoulders and kept shaking. The grievance and disobedience in his eyes was something Ao Junzhi had never seen before. The human nature that had been suppressed in Zhou Tingrang's heart for so many years was finally fully exposed. Ao Jun's heart ached, and there was an impulse churning in his chest.

"I really don't understand...why did God treat me like this...what did I do wrong...what did I do wrong..."

Zhou Ting let the whole line collapse, crying until his facial features were distorted, his voice was hoarse, and the turbid and broken whining sound, the heartbroken narration was full of bottomless despair, Ao Junzhi could no longer hold back his inner impulse, and kept hanging The hands on both sides suddenly stretched out, hugged Zhou Tingrang tightly in his arms, and let him cry bitterly.

"Ting Rang...you are not wrong...you are not wrong at all...there are too many bad people in this world...and you are too kind..."

Ao Junzhi held Zhou Tingrang's head buried in his chest tightly, trying to give him strength and comfort, but he didn't know that his own tears were also falling all the way.

"I don't want it anymore... I don't want anything!...I don't want the note! I don't want the photo frame either! I, I can dig out everything about him in my mind! I also dig out the place where he is in my heart! I don’t want me anymore! I don’t want to remember him anymore! I don’t want to hide any more secrets! I don’t want anything anymore!! I just want my dad!! I just want my dad to be healthy!! I don’t want him in a wheelchair !! You tell me, is this so that my dad can no longer use a wheelchair? Ah, isn’t it?”

Zhou Tingrang became more and more excited as he spoke, from muttering to the point of madness suddenly, he roared and looked at Ao Junzhi, desperately longing for Ao Junzhi to give him an answer he longed for, but Ao Junzhi couldn't do it.

"You lied to me! You lied to me!! My dad can't be in a wheelchair! He can't be paralyzed! My dad is not paralyzed!! My dad is fine!! He still has to cook for me! He still has to visit me at school ! He's coming to my graduation ceremony! He can't be paralyzed!!"

"Ting Rang...don't be like this...you should calm down..."

Ao Junzhi was afraid that Zhou Tingrang would hurt himself if he went crazy, so he could only use more strength to lock Zhou Tingrang's wildly waving hands and feet, hold him tightly, and hold him in his arms.

Being hugged tightly by Ao Junzhi, Zhou Tingrang couldn't move at all, after a burst of crying, his voice also fell down, and finally exhausted, Zhou Tingrang's weak pestle on Ao Junzhi's chest, softly, whispering.

"I just... just want to be nice to him... why did it end up... hurting... myself..."

--boom.

Zhou Tingrang's head drooped completely, Ao Junzhi was frightened, and quickly patted Zhou Tingrang's face.

"Ting Rang! Ting Rang! What's wrong with you!"

Seeing that Zhou Tingrang didn't respond, Ao Junzhi immediately picked him up, stopped a taxi and ran directly to the hospital.

In the car, Ao Junzhi called Song Hui and Sanmu and said that he had found Zhou Ting, but he was currently in a coma and asked them to wait in the hospital for help.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital, the nurses quickly transferred Zhou Tingrang to the stretcher, and then pushed him to the operating room for emergency treatment.

Two hours later, early morning.

"Junzhi, look at you, your eyes are red. You must be exhausted after searching for court for so long today. You should go back and have a rest. Here, Xiao Qi and I will watch."

Miki watched Ao Junzhi stay by his side since Zhou Tingrang was transferred to the ward, and was a little worried that he would not be able to bear it.

"Farewell, I'll stay here. The doctor said that Ting Rang was just dizzy due to excessive grief. I have to wait here for him to wake up. But you are all working people, and you have to go to work tomorrow. I Now I am a vagrant and have a lot of leisure, so it is most suitable for me to stay here."

"Then... alright. Then, Xiao Qi and I will go back first. We will come to replace you as soon as we get off work tomorrow."

"It's okay, you can come anytime. Brother Song Hui, you can go back too. Your wife is still waiting for you at home. I'll take care of you here. I'll take care of Uncle Zhou too. Don't worry."

"Well, then I'll go back first. Let me know if there's anything wrong. My phone is on 24 hours a day."

"it is good."

After seeing off Sanmu, Xiaoqi and Song Hui, Ao Junzhi returned to Zhou Tingrang's hospital bed, and carefully helped Zhou Tingrang tuck the quilt with a pale face.

Then he sat down on the chair next to him and watched Zhou Tingrang motionlessly.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, it was midnight, and Zhou Tingrang finally made a movement.

"...cough cough, cough..."

Ao Junzhi opened his sleepy eyes sensitively, seeing Zhou Tingrang woke up, he hurried forward.

"Ting Rang, are you awake?"

"……Um."

Zhou Tingrang's voice was still a little weak.

Seeing that Zhou Tingrang wanted to stand up, Ao Junzhi quickly helped him stand up the pillow.

"...What about my brother and the others?"

"Brother Song Hui and Miki both have to go to work tomorrow, so I let them go back first."

"You do not have to work?"

"Hi, me," Ao Junzhi scratched his head, "I don't have a job now."

"You... resigned?"

"Well, resign."

"why?"

For the first time, Zhou Tingrang showed a little concern for Ao Junzhi, which made Ao Junzhi very happy.

"Hey, it's not a great job, so if you don't do it, don't do it."

Ao Junzhi smiled and said haha.

"Don't fool me, the big director of Bank Z, not everyone can do it."

"Ah? You know?"

"Ah."

Ao Junzhi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Uh……"

"You won't be... for me?"

Zhou Ting made some cautious guesses, hoping to hear a negative answer, so that he would feel better.

But Ao Junzhi, who was suddenly poked in the center of his mind, was a little speechless.

"Why, why did I resign for you?"

"It's fine if you don't. I just heard from my brother that you came back to S City suddenly this time to find me, so..."

"You think too much! I just quit because I was unhappy."

"Um……"

In order not to continue this embarrassing topic, Ao Junzhi suddenly stood up and poured Zhou Tingrang a glass of water.

"After lying down for so long, my mouth must be dry. Come, drink some water."

Ao Junzhi handed the water glass to Zhou Tingrang.

"Thank you."

"Pfft-"

Ao Junzhi suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, I just feel very happy."

"Who are you, you are so happy when I am sick."

"I think we are finally able to talk properly, so we are happy."

Seeing Ao Junzhi's crooked smiling eyes for the first time, Zhou Tingrang was a little dazed for a moment, and almost choked a mouthful of water in his throat.

"Cough, I'm going to sleep."

Zhou Tingrang suddenly changed his face, and Ao Junzhi was a little caught off guard, why is the conversation so good...

"Didn't you just wake up..."

Ao Junzhi whispered something.

"I'm lethargic!"

Ao Junzhi was so frightened by Zhou Tingrang's loud roar that he no longer dared to talk back.

"Okay... go ahead, sleep well, I won't disturb you, I'll be outside, and I'll hear you if something happens."

"..."

Zhou Tingrang didn't speak any more, Ao Junzhi walked over and closed the curtains lightly, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, then turned off the lights, and gently closed the door.

Sitting in the empty corridor, Ao Junzhi let his thoughts go far away.

The scene of Zhou Tingrang collapsing in his arms is still vivid today, and Ao Junzhi unconsciously recalled many episodes.

……

"Fuck, do you have eyes? You did it on purpose! Fortunately, this is a cold pot! If it boils, you will kill me! What's the matter? It's not long enough, do you still want to go in?"

"Nightmare is a lingering existence that makes you fear, fear, and worry all day long. Once, you were my nightmare. Now, I want to return that feeling to you intact, so that you can also be well Experience and experience, how a person is driven crazy."

"Fight! Aren't you so arrogant and domineering! Get up and fight! Zhou Tingrang, remember, you are a grown-up scum, the most bastard bastard in the world !"

……

Those images of torturing him to pieces, and the images of ruining his career, ruining his future, and almost ruining his reputation, all emerged one after another, making Ao Junzhi unable to breathe.

Clutching his chest, Ao Junzhi fell backwards, leaning his back against the wall, and his body gradually slid down to the cold ground.

But no matter how cold the touch is, it can't be as cold as my heart full of regret and self-blame.

"what!!!!!!"

With a painful roar, Ao Junzhi grabbed his head and kept shaking it, trying to get rid of Zhou Tingrang's helpless figure in his arms tonight.

That figure is so pitiful.

Zhou Tingrang, who could have been a child who could warm the whole world with a smile, why was he thrown into the bottomless abyss where no sunlight could be seen?

In Ao Junzhi's heart at this moment, there is only a voice that is too simple.

That is, I want him to be happy, away from the past, away from the pain.

Want to see him, laugh.

It's that simple.

22.

Just before dawn, Ao Junzhi drove to the urban area early in the morning, bought a delicious breakfast for Zhou Tingrang and returned.

"Are you awake? Come, have some porridge. There are buns here. Eat them while they're hot."

Helping Zhou Tingrang up from the bed, Ao Junzhi carefully put the breakfast on the propped up small table.

"Thank you. You... stayed here all night?"

"You're not in good shape, it's always good to have someone here guarding you."

Ao Junzhi said while carefully pressing down the edge of the plastic bag, so that it would be easier for Zhou Ting to pick it up with chopsticks.

"I...I'm much better, you...you'd better go back and do your business."

Ao Junzhi's sudden concern obviously made Zhou Tingrang a little at a loss.

"I don't have anything to do as a vagrant. I just want to see you get well soon, and then help you take care of Uncle Zhou."

Ao Junzhi responded naturally, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it, then held the handle of the spoon and handed it to Zhou Tingrang.

"Actually...you don't need it."

"Ok?"

"I said...you don't have to do this. Let the past go. You don't need to stay in S City, go back."

Zhou Ting let instinctively resist such a peaceful relationship, so he could only push Ao Junzhi away.

"Tingrang, listen to me," Ao Junzhi put down the bowl in his hand, and looked at Zhou Tingrang solemnly, "I owe you more than just an apology, so I have to stay here and do what I have to do. over."

There was no reason to refute Ao Junzhi, so Zhou Tingrang stopped talking and ate breakfast in silence.

Boom, boom, the nurse knocked on the door of the ward.

"The patient in bed 36 has woken up! Go and have a look!"

Upon hearing the news that Zhou Shiliang had woken up, Zhou Tingrang jumped off the bed excitedly, and rushed out without putting on his shoes.

Ao Junzhi picked up Zhou Tingrang's forgotten shoes and chased them out.

In the ward, Zhou Tingrang lay on the bedside and held Zhou Shiliang's hand tightly, while Ao Junzhi stood at the door and did not approach.

"Dad! Dad! How are you? Is there any pain? Huh?"

"Xiao Rang... Dad is fine..."

"Dad, don't worry, the doctor said, it's just a sprain, you'll recover after a while, huh?"

"What's going on with Dad's body... Dad knows it himself... so don't comfort Dad..."

"dad……"

When Zhou Tingrang heard Zhou Shiliang said that he understood his illness, he couldn't help crying and his voice choked.

"Dad, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well..."

"Don't say that, Xiao Rang... Dad is old, it's normal to have accidents... It's none of your business, don't blame yourself..."

"Dad, I will be your leg from now on. I will accompany you wherever you want to go. I will take good care of you!"

As Zhou Tingrang spoke, he slapped Zhou Shiliang's thigh vigorously, but Zhou Shiliang unexpectedly felt a little pain.

"hiss……"

"Dad! Do you hurt? I just took a picture of you, don't you?"

"A little……"

"Your legs are responding! Dad, your legs are responding! Wait a minute! I'll call the doctor right away!"

As if he had found a sky-reaching vine in the valley of despair, Zhou Tingrang rushed out of the ward in a frenzy to find the attending doctor.

The doctor re-examined Zhou Shiliang's lumbar nerve tissue, and then called Zhou Tingrang and Ao Junzhi to the office.

"From the radiograph just taken, it can be seen that the patient's lumbar nerve damage has been controlled to a certain extent after the operation, and it is not as serious as expected. The patient still has sensation in the nerves of his large legs, which shows that the damage can be repaired."

"Great! Great!"

Zhou Tingrang clenched his fists excitedly.

Ao Junzhi's heart was also full of enthusiasm, feeling that God still planted a seed of hope for good people after all.

"This is the rehabilitation plan I made for the patient. The patient continues to stay in the hospital for observation and treatment, and the rehabilitation is carried out according to the plan every week. It is still possible for the legs to recover their mobility."

"Really? Doctor! Does my dad really have a chance to stand up!"

"Given that the patient is too old and the rehabilitation process is very challenging to the mental limit, I can't guarantee the success rate of rehabilitation. However, every medical case has its own particularity. Whether you can overcome yourself in the end depends on the patient. mentality."

"Doctor, don't worry! We will actively cooperate with the treatment! No matter how hard it is, we will persevere!"

"Well, our nurses will explain to you all the precautions during the rehabilitation later. If you have any questions during the rehabilitation process, you are welcome to contact me at any time."

"Okay! Thank you doctor! Thank you so much!"

Back in the ward, Zhou Tingrang immediately told Zhou Shiliang the good news, and encouraged Zhou Shiliang to persist in his rehabilitation.

"But Xiao Rang, the cost of rehabilitation must not be low. Dad has been living here, and it costs several hundred a day. We can't afford the cost..."

"—Uncle Zhou——" Ao Junzhi suddenly walked to the hospital bed, and comforted Zhou Shiliang with a smile, "You don't have to worry about hospitalization expenses and rehabilitation expenses. We have a solution, and you can receive treatment in the hospital , leave the rest to me and Ting Rang."

Suddenly a strange face appeared in front of him, Zhou Shiliang was full of doubts.

"็ Hello Who are you……"

Knowing that Zhou Shiliang had never met him face to face, Ao Junzhi still introduced himself with a smile.

"Hello, Uncle Zhou, my name is Ao Junzhi, I belong to Tingrang..." Ao Junzhi suddenly ran out of words at this point, because he couldn't correctly define his relationship with Zhou Tingrang, "...of..."

Seeing Ao Junzhi's embarrassed expression, Zhou Shiliang guessed some possibilities.

"……of……"

Unable to bear Ao Junzhi's embarrassment, Zhou Tingrang called out to save him.

"classmate."

Then Ao Junzhi's eyes lit up as if Ren Du's two channels had been opened.

"Yes, yes! Classmate, classmate."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Ao Junzhi didn't expect Zhou Tingrang to talk about this level of relationship. Does this mean that he can really let go of the entanglement with himself all these years?

"It turned out to be Xiao Rang's classmate. Thank you, Xiao Ao, for coming to see me from such a long distance."

"No, uncle, you are being polite. To tell you the truth, I am here to accompany you on a special trip this time. You have to go to school after watching the court. There is no one guarding the hospital, so I came to help."

"Ah? How embarrassing, how much this delays your work!"

"No delay, no delay, my job is to stay in the hospital, don't worry, I will work with the medical staff here to help you recover."

"Then, thank you for your hard work, Xiao Ao, I have caused you trouble."

"Ting Rang and I are classmates, as it should be. Uncle, are you hungry? I'll go out and get you some food. You take a break, and I'll be right back."

And just like that, three months passed.

Usually Zhou Tingrang goes to Jiaotong University to attend classes during the day from Monday to Friday, and stays in the hospital at night and on weekends, so Ao Junzhi is always with Zhou Shiliang in almost every weekly rehabilitation activity, and Ao Junzhi is also in charge of eating and living.

Ao Junzhi happened to be looking for a house after he came to City S, and now he just rented a house near the hospital so that he can come and take care of Zhou Shiliang at any time.

After class on Friday, Zhou Tingrang went home to pack up a change of clothes, and then rode a motorcycle to the hospital to change shifts with Ao Junzhi.

"Why are you here so early today?"

"The last two classes were group discussions, so I took a leave of absence and came directly here."

"That's just right, Uncle Zhou is going to the rehabilitation room now, let's go there together."

"Well. During this period of time... you have worked hard."

"It's not hard. It should be."

In the recovery room, the nurse came over to explain the situation to Zhou Tingrang and Ao Junzhi.

"The treatment effect in the first three months is good. From today onwards, you can try to transition from sitting training to standing training. Well, you help the patient to the small parallel bars over there, and let the patient try to hold it on it. Walk on the railing to strengthen your legs."

"Okay, thank you nurse."

So the two pushed the wheelchair to the side of the small parallel bars, and one of them supported Zhou Shiliang's arm and stood up slowly.

Zhou Shiliang seemed to use all his strength to stand up, but his legs couldn't support the corresponding weight, so he could only rely on his arms to exert strength. Zhou Shiliang's whole body couldn't help shaking, he bit his lips tightly, and layers of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Dad, come on, come on, hold on."

Zhou Tingrang whispered encouragement in his ear, and Zhou Shiliang insisted on standing still no matter how hard he was.

"Uncle, come on, let's stand up."

Ao Junzhi signaled Zhou Ting to use his strength together to lift Zhou Shiliang onto the walking platform, and then slowly transferred Zhou Shiliang's arms to the parallel bars and put them in place.

"Dad, don't force it. If you can't hold on, just say, let's take a day off today."

Zhou Ting looked at Zhou Shiliang's cold sweat with distress, and couldn't bear to let Zhou Shiliang suffer such painful torture again.

"Father is fine... practice one more day today... it will be better soon..."

Zhou Shiliang squeezed out his voice with difficulty through his teeth, and focused on taking steps on the walking platform.

Taking a step forward with his right foot, Zhou Shiliang was panting with difficulty, the arms hanging from the parallel bars had already been covered with age spots, but now they showed red marks.

Ao Junzhi and Zhou Tingrang gradually let go of their hands and let Zhou Shiliang train on the walking platform alone, but their hearts were always hanging, watching every step of Zhou Shiliang's efforts with worried expressions.

boom!

Zhou Shiliang's right foot just stepped out due to uneven force, and his body tilted violently. Zhou Shiliang fell heavily to the ground.

"dad!"

Zhou Tingrang stepped forward in fright, but was blocked by Zhou Shiliang's hand.

"It's okay... I can... I can..."

Firmly grasping the bars of the parallel bars, Zhou Shiliang exhausted all his strength to stand up again, the veins on his arms burst out, Zhou Ting's eyes were moist and his heart felt extremely uncomfortable seeing this elderly and thin body.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Shiliang continued to try to stretch out his left foot.

Boom!

Once again, Zhou Shiliang fell to the ground without strength on his stomach. His entire ribs hurt from the fall, and his face, which was already full of wrinkles, was torn out with excruciating pain.

"Dad! Stop practicing, let's stop practicing! Go back to the ward!"

Zhou Ting made tears fall from his heartache, but Zhou Shiliang still endured the pain and stood up persistently.

Taking another step with his right foot, Zhou Shiliang was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

lb!

The strength of his arm finally failed, Zhou Shiliang's legs were limp and he fell to the ground, his knees knocking with a frightening sound.

"Dad! Dad! I beg you! Stop practicing! Let's go back! Go back!"

Zhou Tingrang hugged Zhou Shiliang who had fallen to the ground, his voice full of painful begging.

"No...I must finish walking here today..."

Zhou Shiliang has almost collapsed, but his strong will is still floating above, guiding Zhou Shiliang never to bow to difficulties.

"Dad! I said stop practicing! Let's go back!"

"Step aside……"

Zhou Shiliang flicked Zhou Tingrang's hand away, making a gesture to stand up again.

Zhou Tingrang couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and ran out losing his mind. Seeing this, Ao Junzhi hurriedly called the nurse to help watch Zhou Shiliang, and chased him out.

"Ting Rang - Zhou Ting Rang -"

Ao Junzhi chased after Zhou Tingrang all the way, but Zhou Tingrang, who had no choice but to go crazy, rushed out of the hospital building and rushed all the way to the street.

There was a lot of traffic at the intersection, pedestrians and vehicles were coming and going, Zhou Tingrang seemed to have lost the distinction between the traffic lights in his eyes, and he crossed the road with vehicles speeding past regardless.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep

The intertwined vehicles stopped in an emergency because of Zhou Tingrang's sudden appearance. The drivers watched a lunatic shuttle in the middle of the road, and honked their horns and cursed wildly with lingering fear. Bypass, with tears on his face.

hiss--

Suddenly a car came from behind and didn't stop in time, and it was about to hit Zhou Tingrang who was sluggish in the middle of the road.

"Zhou Tingrang!!!"

Ao Junzhi rushed forward at the fastest speed in his life, pulled Zhou Tingrang back and hugged him tightly, then bowed down to apologize to the drivers who were stuck around him one by one, and quickly dragged Zhou Tingrang to the opposite side of the road.

"Zhou Ting made you crazy, didn't you!!! Do you fucking want to die that much!!! Ah!!!"

Ao Junzhi grabbed Zhou Tingrang's wrist as if he was about to cut it off, his eyes were red with uncontrollable anger, the frightening moment just now made Ao Junzhi's heart burst, never had such a thrilling moment, thought that Zhou Tingrang was really Something would happen, Ao Junzhi wished that a knife would directly stab his throat, so that it would not be as painful as it is now.

"What the hell are you trying to do!!! My mother is almost driven crazy by you!!!"

Ao Junzhi roared hysterically, and all the passers-by on the side of the road were frightened by the deafening roar, and they all stopped and looked at this side, not daring to go forward, and could only discuss in a low voice.

"me……"

Zhou Tingrang was crying in despair, clenched his hands into fists and beat his chest fiercely, there were too many things he wanted to say but he couldn't say a word, so he could only punch his heart in pain, thinking that this would It can ease some of the pain in my heart.

Ao Junzhi saw that Zhou Tingrang started to hurt himself, endured the angina and grabbed Zhou Tingrang's disobedient hand, forcefully stopping him from hurting himself again.

"Ting told you not to be like this... I beg you, please don't be like this..."

Ao Junzhi's tears couldn't stop pouring out, and the hands holding Zhou Ting's wrists had already penetrated into deep pain.

"I know you feel uncomfortable...I understand...I understand..."

Although Zhou Tingrang's wrist was clamped, he was still struggling, his eyes were full of ashes, and he was breathing heavily as if the last air was about to be sucked away, as if he was unconscious.

"what!!!!!"

Zhou Tingrang suddenly yelled loudly, as if he wanted to yell out all the grievances and resentment of these years. Finally, after this release, Zhou Tingrang could no longer hold back the sadness in his heart, and the strength he had been pretending to be strong collapsed, and he began to cry .

Letting go of Zhou Tingrang's wrist, Ao Junzhi hugged Zhou Tingrang tightly in his arms, pressing Zhou Tingrang's head tightly on his shoulders, Ao Junzhi wanted to give him the strength to comfort him, telling him that the whole world had not betrayed him .

The passers-by on the side couldn't accept the reversal of the plot at all, and their eyes widened.

"Cry if you want to cry, just cry out."

Ao Junzhi whispered softly, and gently patted Zhou Tingrang's back that was heaving from crying.

"A wrong decision I made in a single thought...It actually took my whole life..."

Buried on Ao Junzhi's neck, Zhou Tingrang expressed his great remorse, and tears soaked his entire neck with unstoppable tears.

"Even half of your child's life has not passed, how can it be said to be a lifetime. Believe me, everything will be fine, it will be fine..."

Ao Junzhi hugged Zhou Tingrang more tightly, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, Ao Junzhi swore that no tragedy would happen again, definitely not.

Since Zhou Shiliang survived the first day of standing training, the rehabilitation activities after that have been carried out relatively smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, another three months passed, Zhou Shiliang's legs were already relatively obvious, and Zhou Tingrang was not as depressed as before.

Next week is the exam week, which means that Zhou Tingrang's semester is coming to an end.

After class on Friday, Zhou Tingrang normally came to the hospital to change shifts, and as soon as he walked to the door of the ward, he ran into Ao Junzhi coming out.

"Come on? Uncle Zhou's rehabilitation is doing well today. I've already made dinner, so you can just go in and eat."

"Thank you."

"Then, I'll go back first, call me if you need anything."

"Okay... hey!"

Zhou Tingrang suddenly stopped Ao Junzhi who was about to leave.

"what happened?"

"..."

Zhou Tingrang was a little embarrassed to speak.

"Anything else?"

"Uh... that... I... have something to ask you."

Seeing Zhou Tingrang's expressionless expression, Ao Junzhi's mind was full of question marks.

"what's up?"

"I have the final exam next week, and I don't know a few questions," Zhou Tingrang took out an advanced mathematics textbook from his backpack as he spoke, "Can you...can you teach me?"

Seeing Zhou Tingrang awkwardly asking him for advice, Ao Junzhi burst out laughing.

Unexpectedly, in front of Zhou Tingrang, there is still room for him to be a top student.

"Of course. Show me."

Ao Junzhi took the textbook, looked at the part Zhou Ting asked to draw a circle, and probably had a score in his mind.

"You circled the most difficult questions. It seems that you have a good grasp of the basics. How about this, come to my house at night after Uncle Zhou goes to sleep, and I will explain it to you slowly."

"Hey?"

Zhou Tingrang was obviously at a loss for Ao Junzhi's proposal.

"Go to your home?"

Seeing that Zhou Tingrang looked a little embarrassed, Ao Junzhi realized that the two of them didn't seem to be familiar enough to go around the house, so he explained his purpose clearly.

"Look, the types of these questions are different, and the way of solving them is completely different. If you have done high-level math questions, you must know that solving a question is not a matter of one or two minutes. There is no place for you to do your homework in the hospital at night. , so you should come to my house, and you are not afraid of affecting others."

"Oh..." Zhou Tingrang finally figured it out, "Okay, I'll go there after my dad has a rest."

At 09:30 in the evening, watching Zhou Shiliang fall asleep peacefully, Zhou Ting asked the nurses on night shift to arrange for them, and went to Ao Jun's home with textbooks and notebooks.

"So, if this problem is solved with the formula just now, it will go in the completely opposite direction. Okay, now you can use the method I said to deduce it."

Under the dim light, at the long and narrow desk, Ao Junzhi sat next to Zhou Tingrang and patiently explained each problem. Zhou Tingrang also carefully copied the problem-solving ideas in the notebook according to the skills Ao Junzhi said.

Zhou Tingrang was solving the problem independently, Ao Junzhi was a little dazed by the quiet air, staring at Zhou Tingrang's side face as if time jumped back to junior high school.

You at that time...if you studied as hard as you are now...what would you be like...

Maybe we will become very good friends, go to high school together, go to college together.

But fate is like this, the formula given to you will only lead you to go in the opposite direction, and then you will have a confusing intersection at a certain coordinate.

"Solved! Choose D for this question!"

"Good job! Give me five!"

Ao Junzhi happily raised his hands to signal Zhou Tingrang to high-five, but Zhou Tingrang was stunned and did not respond, and Ao Junzhi had to put his hands down angrily.

"What do you say?"

Zhou Tingrang was at a loss.

"Ok?"

Ao Junzhi didn't know what Zhou Tingrang was referring to.

"You said, it's a good job, I'll give you five. Is... what do you mean?"

Ao Junzhi understood that Zhou Tingrang didn't understand just now, and he didn't deliberately pour cold water on himself.

"Have you passed the fourth grade?"

"The exam next semester."

"How are you getting ready?"

"not so good."

Zhou Ting let a guilty conscience lower his head.

"If you don't pass the fourth grade, you can't graduate, you know."

"I know... all the other students in our department have passed the exam this semester, but I can't take the exam until the next semester."

"Then you have to hurry up and prepare. The two sentences I just said will also be tested at the fourth level. If you don't understand them, you will be in trouble."

"Then... can you tell me about it?"

"Those two sentences?"

"No..." Zhou Tingrang awkwardly took out the English textbook from his backpack and put it in front of Ao Junzhi, "It's the whole college English..."

"puff--"

Ao Junzhi laughed amusedly.

"Such a thick book, it seems that starting now