Abyss of Rebirth

An Haicheng came quickly, his clothes were messy, and he smelled heavily of alcohol.

"How is he doing now?" An Haicheng hurried into the ward and asked nervously.

"Fortunately, I evaded in time and avoided the direct collision. Except for the broken right hand, there is no major problem," An Rui explained, "Dad, you don't have to worry too much."

"It's fine...it's fine." An Haicheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, walked up to An Zhe, turned around and asked, "Then why isn't he awake yet?"

An Rui smiled and said, "It's probably because the anesthesia hasn't passed yet. The nurse said it's normal and it's okay."

"Oh, oh." An Haicheng nodded, stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, sat on the chair, and hammered his forehead with his hand.Seeing this, An Rui poured a glass of water and handed it to him, then asked casually, "Why is Dad alone, where is Aunt Zhou?"

An Haicheng took the water glass, lowered his head and blew it, took a sip, and said nonchalantly: "She? Probably still playing cards with some wife? Who knows her."

Seeing An Haicheng's obvious indifference towards Zhou Yuting, An Rui knew that he didn't want to bring it up, so he stopped talking and asked instead: "It seems that Dad drank a lot today? Don't drink like that even if you are socializing, it hurts you." physical."

An Haicheng shook his head, held the water glass in his hand, and was just about to say something, when suddenly a piercing cell phone rang in the ward, An Haicheng froze slightly, looked up at An Rui, with an expression on his face A little embarrassing.

"Dad, your phone is ringing." An Rui glanced at An Haicheng's trouser pocket, and reminded him softly.

"Then, then I'll go outside to answer the phone first." An Haicheng took out his mobile phone to look at it, then put the water glass in his hand aside, opened the door and connected the phone, only to hear him standing at the door The foreigner said a few words to the other end of the phone, and then walked into the ward with the mobile phone, his face was apologetic, "Rarui, Dad..."

"Dad, go first if you have work, I know," An Rui wiped An Zhe's face with a towel, then sat on the chair beside the hospital bed and said calmly, "Xiao Zhe can also understand."

"Either...or I'll tell the other side that I'm not going tonight?" An Haicheng's hand holding the phone tightened a little bit, and he asked with a bit of hesitation.

"No need," An Rui raised his face to look at An Haicheng and laughed, "The left and right Xiaozhe are nothing serious, and it won't be of much help if Dad stays here. Just leave me here to take care of him."

"It's true," An Haicheng thought for a while, and seemed to be forcibly persuaded by An Rui, he loosened his hand holding the phone a little, walked forward a few steps, and stuffed a card into An Rui's hand, " In this way, swipe this card first, and tell me if the money is still not enough." Speaking of this, his face darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "And about Xiao Zhe, Dad will let the police investigate carefully. You won't let Xiao Zhe suffer this time in vain, don't worry."

"I know." An Rui responded, looked down at the card that An Haicheng forced in his hand, but did not refuse, "I will take good care of Xiao Zhe here, and if anything happens, I will I'll call and tell you."

"Well, I'm relieved to have you here." An Haicheng reached out and touched An Rui's head, then put the phone in his pocket, turned around and left in a hurry.

An Rui looked sideways at the direction An Haicheng left, then turned his head to look at the water glass on the bedside, got up and walked over to pick up the water glass, through the transparent glass, the warm water temperature was passed on layer by layer Come here, even holding it for a long time still feels a bit hot.

An Rui felt that An Haicheng's love for them was probably nothing more than that.The time is so short that it can't even wait for a glass of boiling water to cool down.Pulling his lips, he took the water glass to the balcony and poured out the water inside.

The next day, when An Rui got up early to buy something and came back early, when he opened the door, he found An Zhe half-sitting on the hospital bed, leaning against the wall and looking at an unknown point in a daze.

"Are you awake?" An Rui closed the door and walked over with the porridge, "Do you feel dizzy? Or is there any other pain? Do you want something to eat?"

An Zhe didn't speak, but turned his head slowly and looked at An Rui blankly. After a long time, he moved his lips lightly, but he still didn't make any sound.

An Rui looked at An Zhe and put the porridge on the table, raised his eyebrows, and smiled suddenly: "What, amnesia? Don't remember me?"

An Zhe still looked at him without blinking, the leaked emotions in his eyes were either joy or sadness, and the overly complicated eyes made An Rui feel a little weird.

"Really amnesia?" An Ruiqiang suppressed the weird feeling in his heart, drooping his eyelashes slightly, and poured the porridge into a bowl, while casually teasing, "Then let me explain to you Is it? Your name is An Zhe, you are 16 years old now, you are in the same school and class as me, and you are in the third grade after school starts. By the way, my name is..."

"Rarity." The voice was extremely soft and low, as if afraid of breaking something.

An Rui paused for a moment, raised his eyelashes and glanced at An Zhe, and suddenly laughed: "Yo, don't you still remember this? No amnesia."

An Zhe just stared at him, and then called softly: "Ruirui."

"Hey, I'm here." An Rui held the bowl in his hand, "Eat?"

An Zhe still just called out one by one: "Ru Rui...Ru Rui..."

"... Broken brain?" An Rui looked at him in surprise and raised his hand impatiently, "Do you want to eat or not?"

An Zhe finally lowered his eyes and glanced at the porridge in An Rui's hand: "Rui Rui...feed me?"

"Otherwise?" An Rui scooped up a spoonful, "You still need to use your hand covered with layers of lime?"

Anzhe laughed very shallowly. He took the porridge An Rui fed him in his mouth, opened his eyes, looked at An Rui, but tears fell down inexplicably.

Whether it was in his previous life or in this life, he had never seen An Zhe cry in front of people, but An Rui was taken aback when the well-behaved An Zhe cried like this.

"Is this porridge really so bad?" An Rui took a tissue to help An Zhe wipe his face, and said funny, "It's so bad that you're crying?"

"I just... feel happy." An Zhe shook his head and said softly.

"Happy, what are you happy about? Are you happy that you are still alive after being bumped into such a ghostly appearance?" An Rui put the bowl aside casually, and asked with a frown.

Anzhe looked up at him, and smiled slightly, but his tears still couldn't stop: "Yes. I'm still alive, and you're still alive. We're all fine, how wonderful."

An Rui's heart sank suddenly when he saw An Zhe, he looked deeply at An Zhe, and then smiled slightly: "Yes, that's great." Then he got up, "By the way, I'll go out and call Dad Give him a call and tell him that you are awake...you should take a good rest."

Saying that, he went out.

Even though he had already left the door, An Rui still seemed to be able to feel the sight following him from behind.When he reached the stairs, he turned his head and looked back, then his eyes completely sank.

He knew that this time, some things were really unavoidable.But before that, there was something else he had to figure out.

An Rui took out a small bottle full of dark red liquid from his pocket, looked at it, then put it back in his pocket, pursed his lips, and strode away.

At the same time, in the ward.

Anzhe looked at his right hand which had been casted and his head which was still aching, closed his eyes slightly, and then smiled softly.

They are all alive.are still alive.

Ha ha ha ha!

this time... this time...

That pair of eyes opened suddenly, and there was a faint, bottomless glimmer in the pure black pupils.

Rarity.

Rarity.

Hmm... that's nice.