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On the way back to the ward, Xie Jingnian felt as if he had stepped on balls of cotton on the soles of his feet, and he couldn't recover from the news that Chen Xiu was going to sell his car for a long time.

Perhaps it was the heroic complex at the beginning. He also had the same feelings for Chen Xi's motorcycle. He always thought that Chen Xi's motorcycle was cool. He wanted to ride it a few more times, but Chen Xi hadn't given it to him wore a helmet—

Why sell a car?

Probably because of the woman named Li Ming lying on the hospital bed.

He didn't quite understand some of the terms the doctor said, but the rest of the information was enough for him to know how badly the woman was hurt.

She looked to be in her early 20s, high paraplegic, with comminuted fractures in both legs - just from the sound of it, her future life was firmly bound by a wheelchair.

But in Xie Jingnian's mind, this poor woman only took up a small part, and he cared more about Chen Shi's motorcycle.

He didn't want Chen Xi to sell it.

The sky outside the window was completely dark. Outside the ward of the hospital was a flower bed, where many flowers and plants had been planted, but now they were covered by thick snow, reflecting the dazzling white glow under the illumination of the street lamps.

Chen Kui sat on the plastic stool by the window, staring out the window with a tired face.

Zhou Yantong and Yao Xi stood aside, and all three were silent.

"Where's Zhou Yanhang?" Yao Xi just cried a lot, his eyes were still red and swollen, and he spoke with a nasal voice, "When will you be here?"

"His plane was delayed, and he won't be able to land until midnight." Zhou Yantong said.

"It seems that I can't keep up with Xiaoming's operation." Yao Xi took out a small mirror and looked around, not knowing whether he was amused by his ridiculously swollen eyes or something, and cursed softly, "What a fucking trick!" .”

Chen Xi also wanted to say that good fortune tricks people.

After the medicine passed, Li Ming, who was supposed to be lying down, was struggling to get up, but she lost too much blood and was too weak, so she just used her skinny hands to loosely hold Yao Xi's clothes.

"Xiao Ming, what's the matter? What's wrong?" Yao Xi didn't care about anything else, and quickly squatted beside the bed, forced a smile, and comforted him: "We'll have the surgery in a while, so it won't be uncomfortable."

Li Ming lay there but shook his head repeatedly, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and his temples wet the pillow, leaving dark marks.

Her voice was so hoarse that she was almost unable to speak, Yao Xi barely heard her intentions when he pressed against her lips.

The tip of Yao Xi's nose was sour, and the hot heartache circled his eyes.She tried her best to suppress it, pretending to be calm and said to Chen Xi and Zhou Yan: "You two go out first, and I will wipe Xiao Ming's body."

After the door was closed and locked, Yao Xi immediately lifted Li Ming's quilt to clean up her incontinence caused by high paraplegia.

In fact, Li Ming only said a word to Yao Xi just now, she said that she didn't want to be seen by Chen Xi.

Yao Xi shed tears while cleaning up. She had too much distress for her girlfriends who grew up together and couldn't express it.

Perhaps it was a mistake for her to meet Chen Xi from the very beginning.

Including Li Ming's falling in love with Chen Xi, her desperate public confession at the performance scene, and the bouquet of roses brought back from abroad by Zhou Yanhang.

The operation went well, and Li Ming was sent out by the medical staff a few hours later.

Zhou Yanhang was wearing a suit, the glasses on the bridge of his nose were hanging crookedly on his face due to the rapid running, and the tie was pulled back behind him. His appearance was so funny that the patients in the corridor all looked at him.

He saw Li Ming surrounded by the crowd at a glance, and ran over without hesitation.

"You fucking move a little bit, it's blocking the way." Yao Xi held up the drip bottle, and with the other hand pushed Zhou Yanhang aside who was about to come over.

Zhou Yanhang froze there, just happened to meet Chen Xi's eyes.The latter was busy pushing the bed back into the ward, and just nodded slightly as a greeting.

Xie Jingnian was sitting on an empty hospital bed, watching cartoons with a little girl.

The little girl's name is Yaoyao, and I don't know whose family it is, so Zhou Yantong gave it to him in a panic and let him take care of it before leaving.

Yaoyao should still be in kindergarten, with two croissant braids, she is obedient and cute.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yaoyao immediately looked up vigilantly, and when she saw the person being pushed in, she burst into tears, ran over, and shouted sister, sister in a crying voice.

"Baby don't cry." Zhou Yanhang hugged Yaoyao, took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket to wipe her tears, and coaxed, "Sister is fine, she just fell asleep."

"Really, really?" Yaoyao took a tissue in her little hand, and obediently wiped her nose, "Brother Xiaohang can't, can't lie to Yaoyao."

"Brother won't lie to you."

Zhou Yanhang coaxed Yaoyao well before taking time to see Li Ming.He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully tucked her in.He opened his mouth several times, but didn't even ask about Li Ming's situation.

Chen Xi patted the back of Zhou Yanhang's head, and cursed: "It's nothing, who will show your face?"

"I--"

Just as Zhou Yanhang was about to defend himself, he was interrupted by Chen Xi: "Okay, what to eat, I'll go out and buy it."

Yao Xiwo was playing games with Yaoyao on the hospital bed next door, when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head: "I want noodles with fried sauce."

"There is no noodle restaurant downstairs, you can order takeaway by yourself." Chen Xi said, "Don't forget to eat rice, just send me WeChat."

"I'll eat." Zhou Yantong retreated from the door, holding a box of cigarettes in his hand, "I'll give it to you later."

Chen Jiu habitually picked up the motorcycle key from the small table, paused, and finally put it in his pocket.

"I'll go with you, bro."

Xie Jingnian followed Chen Xi all the way, and when he got downstairs, he stopped in front of the motorcycle and couldn't move his feet.

He dragged Chen Xi to the door of the restaurant, looked up at him in the dim light, and begged him in a low voice to take him by bike again.

There was very little traffic in the early hours of the morning, only the blurred afterimages of street lights and the flashes of traffic lights not far away.

Chen Xi's accelerator pedal was extraordinarily hard tonight.They were soaring on the deserted streets, embracing the night wind recklessly, stepping on the tails of the red lights that were about to disappear, rushing across the white line under their feet, chasing the faintly visible car taillights in the distance.

The roar of the engine mingled with the sound of the wind, and Xie Jingnian hugged Chen Xi's waist tightly, occasionally meeting his gaze briefly in the rearview mirror.

They drove a long way along the road in front of the hospital, around the exit of the train station, and then turned back.

The car stopped at the original point, but Xie Jingnian refused to get out of the car, and kept hugging Chen Xi without letting go.

"Get out of the car." Chen Xi said.

Xie Jingnian pressed his forehead against Chen Yu's back, his voice was muffled, coquettishly: "My legs are weak, take it easy."

Across the cold leather fabric, Xie Jingnian could hear Chen Jiu's heartbeat, thumping, calm and powerful, beating every now and then, beating along with Xie Jingnian's heart.

When they went back, they took a box full of lunch, but they didn't even bring back a single chopstick.

"Good guy, hand-picked rice?" Zhou Yantong opened the lid of the lunch box and sat there staring blankly, smelling the aroma and screaming in his stomach.

Chen Xi was also amused, cursed in a low voice, and ordered Zhou Yantong to go downstairs to ask for chopsticks.

Zhou Yantong refused without even thinking about it, even if he was beaten to death, he would not go downstairs to blow the cold wind.

It was Zhou Yanhang who volunteered to go downstairs, and it took a long time to bring back the chopsticks and a bouquet of roses that he had traveled so far to live up to expectations.

A bunch of bright red ones were placed on the small table beside the bed, reflecting some blood on Li Ming's pale cheeks.

"Sorry, I'm late."