after the canary rebellion

The lights in the emergency room were on until midnight, Xie Zaiyuan hadn't recovered yet, holding a few oleander leaves in his hand, staring at them for a long time before throwing them into the trash can.

When he was sent to the hospital, he still couldn't believe that Lin didn't commit suicide. He repeatedly asked the doctor if it was oleander, and the doctor said calmly, "Calm down."

How calm was Xie Zaiyuan? During the half-minute waiting for the driver to stop, he still thought that if one of the parties left the seat, the other would just chase after him.Besides, Lin didn't let him do this because he liked him, and if he found it too embarrassing, he could stop at any time.

Thinking too simply, I can't help myself, so I can't just stop it.Xie Zaiyuan was standing outside the rescue room, his complexion was no better than that of Lin Wu who was lying inside.

His heart was in a mess, and sometimes he wondered what Lin Wu was going to do, whether he wanted to take a life on his own, for which his conscience was disturbed, or whether he wanted to fully comprehend his superficial understanding of love in the past, and regretted it too much.

Sometimes I keep blaming myself, and more often I worry that Lin will not wake up.

"Mr. Xie, don't be too sad." The driver comforted, "Mr. Lin is an auspicious person with his own destiny, and he will definitely get through the difficulties. Don't worry."

The driver could see his panic. In Xie Zaiyuan's previous assumption that Lin didn't have much influence on him, this assumption has now been overturned.

The comparison between emotion and money rights is indeed illusory. When the latter two are damaged, it is a real loss of a certain part of oneself, which can be expressed concretely by numbers or words. The subjective thing like emotion seems to be even less worth mentioning.

But looking at the red light that never went out, he couldn't even find his original self.

The perennial calmness was completely thrown away, and when he closed his eyes, Lin Mei's appearance appeared. Lin Mei's face was pale, and his brows and eyes were very fragile.

"No matter what, you can't joke about your life in a fit of anger. Even if you broke up with him, Mr. Xie, doesn't he have anything else to look forward to in the future?" The driver sighed, "I usually don't realize that he can be so crazy."

"Is the patient's family members here?" Someone hurried out of the emergency room.

She quickly stood in front of Xie Zaiyuan, and seriously explained that the patient's condition was very bad and she needed to sign a critical illness notice.

The driver originally wanted to say that the people in the circle are weak, and who would really feel that it is necessary. Lin didn't need to dig into the horns and make each other so unattractive.

But the words were in his mouth, because Xie Zaiyuan's hand holding the pen was shaking. At this moment, the driver couldn't bear to see Xie Zaiyuan's expression, and silently lowered his head.

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It was very painful, and the internal organs seemed to shrink together.Lin was not conscious, and the consciousness he gritted his teeth to force him to remember Xie Zaiyuan's various reactions.

Xie Zaiyuan called his name loudly in his ear, and called him Xiaomei at the end.

Stop shouting.Lin didn't think about it, when he was induced to vomit in the car, he kept resisting, holding Xie Zaiyuan and not wanting him to hug him, but was hugged even tighter, and then he was carried into the emergency room.

It hurt so fucking bad.Lin didn't think about it, he gasped, his vision gradually became blurred.

He saw Song Lin waving at him, she was exactly the same as the photo on the tombstone, with a beautiful temperament, she wanted to get close to Lin Mei, but Lin Wu subconsciously took a few steps back, seeing that she looked normal, he let her come to him.

She said: "Mom is worried about you, not cursing you."

He was right to be worried, he was not convinced in every possible way but it was still irrefutable, Song Lin was right.

Lin didn't bend down to cover his stomach, he could finally not worry about his image here, Song Lin looked at him and said, "Do you still hurt?"

Miraculously, the pain in his stomach, which had been tormenting him for a long time, no longer ached.

He let go of his hand in a daze, and then looked at the road in front of him.He has seen a discussion about what a person is like before death. Some survivors said that when he was dying, he saw his relatives who had passed away for many years and came to guide him.

So, is Song Lin coming to take me away?

"Do you hate me?" Song Lin asked him.

Lin didn't protect his neck subconsciously. Although he lost the pain sensation, he couldn't stop hating Song Lin, and he couldn't hate Song Lin. He said dryly, "I can't help it."

After finishing speaking, Lin was not held by Song Lin, and he stumbled back, as if stepping on cotton with every step, Song Lin said to him, "I'm sorry, although I also want to make up for you, there are people who are more anxious than me."

When the voice fell to the ground, Lin didn't feel that he was vacated, and at the same time, he felt a hostility in his heart, and replied to her: "What do you know!"

"Xiaomei." Song Lin called him, "I never want to call you Xiaomei. It seems that if you remove the word Lin, Lin Zhengwang and I will have nothing to do with each other."

"You have nothing to do with him." Lin said without struggling, and couldn't resist for a while and could only be dragged forward, "I don't want to go back."

"What you're thinking about is just refusing to admit that you still have someone you want to see, so there's no need to stay here." Song Lin said, "That person also wants to see you, so go back."

He stepped on the ground in front of him, and fell down. In reality, he suddenly choked out a breath. Lin Bu was lying on the operating table and breathing rapidly. His throat was uncomfortable, and he couldn't open his eyes under the light. The cold sweat slowly slipped down between his temples, making him itchy.

Just had a dream?He thought he couldn't remember anything.

"The patient has woken up. Get someone to notify the family."

The weak spirit was not enough for him to speak. Lin Wu turned his head to look at the nurse beside him. The nurse lowered his eyes and touched his shoulder, which was a soothing gesture.

"Good night," she said.

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While waiting, a call came, and it was Song Heyan, who told him that he hadn't called Lin yet, and asked him what was going on.

Xie Zaiyuan hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words. He was suffering outside the rescue room, and even thought that he would sacrifice his own life so that Lin could not survive this test. Lin was not 26 years old, just the age when everything had just begun.

After waiting for another half an hour, the lights in the emergency room went out, and Xie Zaiyuan pinched his palms nervously.

"The patient's life is out of danger and transferred to the EICU." The doctor said to Xie Zaiyuan, "Mr. Xie, you can sleep now after signing three critical illness notices in one night."

It was already time to go to work, Xie Zaiyuan let out a sigh of relief and said, "What's wrong with his neck?"

"It's a pinch mark. It's been two days. It looks scary, and it will fade away slowly. I still have a high fever, and I need to pay attention to the injury on my right hand." The doctor told him.

Xie Zaiyuan's friend runs a hospital and has a wide network of contacts. After hearing Xie Zaiyuan's brief explanation of the matter, he went to call the best doctor in the city in this field. The one in front of him was transferred in the middle of the night.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"In the future, Mr. Xie should pay more attention. If the patient's mood is unstable, he may try to commit suicide for the second time, and the situation will be even more dangerous at that time," said the doctor.

"I don't know what's in his heart." Xie Zaiyuan said, "I had a fight with him because of old things, but I don't think it will make him so extreme."

"A lot of negative emotions have accumulated slowly, and it may not be because of you. Wait for his physical condition to improve, and then try to enlighten him."

After thanking the doctor again, Xie Zaiyuan wanted to visit, but was told by the nurse that considering Lin Mei's condition, he could not go in yet, so he had to use the visiting system outside to see people.

Lin did not sleep peacefully on the hospital bed, his skin was morbidly white, and his slender wrists were exposed from the cuffs, like a handful of snow. Under the cold light, he looked very fragile and lifeless.

Xie Zaiyuan watched it intently for a while, then returned to the car, the driver did not dare to sleep, and said, "Mr. Xie, where are you going?"

"Company." Xie Zaiyuan said, "Wait a minute, Old Zheng, make a call for me."

He reported Song Heyan's phone number and asked the driver to tell Lin Mei about the situation. The driver was puzzled but didn't dare to ask why he was asked to tell. Xie Zaiyuan sat in the back seat with a cold face, looking like he was owed [-] million.

Through the conversation, the driver learned that Song Heyan was Lin Mei's colleague, and the driver suddenly realized that Xie Zaiyuan might not dare to face Lin Mei's relatives and friends.

He is still afraid that the aftermath of this incident will affect him for a long time.

Xie Zaiyuan didn't sleep all night. Before boarding the plane yesterday, Lin Mo asked him to make a phone call. He completely forgot about it, and only remembered it when he saw Lin Mo's text message.He replied, and there will be a new text message soon.

[Lin Mo]: Brother, what have you just finished?

Xie Zaiyuan originally didn't want to go back, but when he was upset, he thought that Lin Mo had saved his life anyway, so he shouldn't be so cold, so he typed: It's okay.

[Lin Mo]: That's good, once you leave, my parents will definitely annoy me to death.

Xie Zaiyuan sensed that the parents wanted to match them up, and Lin Mo seemed to have this intention as well, so he snorted inexplicably, and stopped talking.

No matter how hesitant he was before, now he should understand his feelings for Lin Mei.

Compared with Lin Mo's vague affection when he rescued him, and his vague reluctance before leaving the country, the feeling last night seemed to kill him.

It's a completely different kind of concern. I have no resistance to being controlled by others. In fact, Lin didn't do anything. He didn't hold him or even look at him. He just stood there quietly and wanted to leave.

He felt that he was also sick and needed to be healed. He shook his head and forced himself not to think about it.

Back in the company, Xie Zaiyuan finished processing the piled up documents in a desperate manner. Today was the first day of work, and he even went downstairs to distribute red envelopes to others.

Everyone wanted to cheer, but the boss's face was so bad that they turned to see if Xie Zaiyuan had a black armband on his sleeve.

At noon, the secretary came to deliver materials to Xie Zaiyuan. Xie Zaiyuan was supporting his head with his arms. He was still drowsy after finishing the coffee on the table. with.

In the past few years, Xie Zaiyuan rarely showed such a tired expression. He is usually very tired when he is busy, but he always has a calm posture in front of people.Seeing this, the secretary lowered his footsteps, which still disturbed him.

Xie Zaiyuan's eyes were a little red, and the computer screen was on, reflecting the water. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it. The secretary didn't dare to look too much, so he lowered his head to arrange the documents.

"If you have liked someone for seven years, and that person has never known about it, and then did something that disappointed you, what would you do?" Xie Zaiyuan asked, "I don't understand very well, so just ask."

"Huh?" The secretary was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I think seven years is too long, and I can't hide my liking. He just pretended not to know. I was already very disappointed by this alone, and then I chose to give up. .”

Logically speaking, love can't burn in one direction for so long, but Lin didn't like him and wait for him for seven years.

For such a long time, for anyone, this kind of devotion can change from romantic to terrifying. However, Lin Mei's mentality change is not because of his retreat, but because he accidentally discovered the deception behind the companionship. This is far more devastating than ending without a problem.

Xie Zaiyuan cheered up and continued to work. When it was time to get off work, there was a fine snow outside. He watched the busy street from a tall building, and everyone opened their umbrellas one after another.

The weather in Yidu was bad a few days ago, Lin didn't call to say it was sleet, the temperature outside should be very low, Lin was not afraid of the cold, probably shivering from the cold.

But Lin didn't just say that he missed him so much.