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The doctor told Lu Ming regretfully that due to being pressed for too long, his legs were necrotic and had to be amputated, leaving the parts above the knees.

Lu Ming still accepted it calmly.

In the next few days, due to repeated infection and high fever, Lu Ming was pushed into the operating room four times, and underwent two more amputations. In the end, the patella was removed from both legs, leaving only the 35 cm thigh.

But everything is not over, the suffering has just begun.

Lu Ming was tortured by severe phantom limb pain and couldn't sleep all day and night. Then one day, he suddenly found that his ears had problems and he couldn't hear the surrounding sounds.

After being pushed for an examination, the doctor diagnosed nerve deafness caused by head trauma.

Because of the rapid decline in hearing in both ears, Lu Ming had to wear hearing aids.

Then there is the endless inspection and rehabilitation.

Lu Ming and his parents returned to City A, went through the formalities of suspending school, and reported to the rehabilitation center of the First Hospital of City A every day.

Lu Ming learned to face up to his disability, bandaged his residual limbs, became familiar with wheelchairs, and walked with prosthetic limbs.

Every time my legs are worn out, I have to learn to apply medicine by myself.

Learn sign language, read lips, and practice speaking over and over like a child.

One day, after Lu Ming fell asleep exhausted, the nightmare began to strike again.

All the suppressed emotions in reality are infinitely magnified in Luming's dream.

In the dream, Lu Ming would always relive the good times with Zhou Ziyue first, and then the two went to City D, and finally Zhou Ziyue died to protect himself.

The exaggerated blood stained the whole dream, and Lu Ming woke up screaming every night.

"Zhou Ziyue is dead." Lu Ming touched the tears all over his face and told himself the fact, "He let me live well."

Now I have to work hard to live.

Despite realizing the reality, nightmares still come every night, and Lu Ming began to fear sleeping at night, afraid of claustrophobic spaces like elevators.

It would make it hard for him to breathe, and he would have hallucinations of blood, like being back in the wreckage of an earthquake.

Lu Ming's parents found out about this, worried about their son, and contacted a psychiatrist.

Lu Ming was pushed into a psychological clinic by his mother Xie Chen.

Under the doctor's gentle persuasion again and again, Lu Ming told him about his predicament.

Deep in Lu Ming's heart, he believed that Zhou Ziyue's death was caused by himself.

How much Lu Ming regretted not listening to Zhou Ziyue on the day of the earthquake, getting up early, eating quickly, or pushing Zhou Ziyue away when the beam fell.

Even going back further, I shouldn't have taken him on a trip to D City, and I shouldn't have found a small hotel because I was afraid of being discovered for the first time. . . . . .

Zhou Ziyue died because of this, but let himself live.

Lu Ming would rather die himself.

Zhou Ziyue didn't know how painful his life was. He had to learn to walk and talk again, he couldn't run and jump, he couldn't continue to study, and he didn't dare to take the elevator anymore. . .

Lu Ming was immersed in his own emotions, and did not see the doctor's worried eyes.

Despite the doctor's conscientious intervention and guidance to comfort Lu Ming, Lu Ming still couldn't fully get out of it.

Doctors diagnosed him with phobias caused by post-traumatic stress disorder, which required medication.

Lu Ming takes a lot of pills every day, and started to keep a diary on the doctor's advice.

Opening the diary, the first sentence Lu Ming wrote down was - Ziyue, I'm sorry, I miss you.

The gradually cooling water falling on the skin brought Lu Ming back from memory to reality, touched his face under the shower, Lu Ming looked at himself blurred in the steamy mirror, and murmured, "Zhou Ziyue, I want to you."

After changing into his pajamas, Lu Ming lost his sleepiness. He rolled his wheelchair to the study room. He wanted to read a book to calm his mind, but he saw a cigarette butt next to the computer.

For some unknown reason, Lu Ming turned on the computer and found the search history of the browser.

A slight warmth surged in his heart, Lu Ming took out a new diary from the deepest part of the desk drawer, and wrote down his mood at the moment.

"Zi Yue, I dreamed of you again tonight, the last time we were together.

I woke up in front of a child, and went through hell again physically and mentally.

For me, the hell with you is also happy, and the world without you is very painful.

Fortunately, with this child by my side recently, the pain eased a little.

He is a lively big boy, and he lives with me temporarily. I promised his family to help him make up lessons. His homework is really bad. It is far behind you and me.

Today, oh no, I went shopping and cooking with him during the day yesterday, and his figure reminded me of the original agreement between you and me.

It's just that it's been too long.

Fortunately, there is him at this time, so my mood will not be too low.

By the way, his name is He Pingan.

——2017, July, October, early morning.

Closing the diary, Lu Ming sat in the study, the fever had subsided, and the aftermath of the nightmare had faded away, no matter how tired the body was, the soul found a moment of peace.

Lu Ming lost his sleepiness a long time ago. He remembered that today was Monday, and he had to go to work, so he couldn't give He Pingan a lecture at home.

Lu Ming dug out He Ping'an's brand new textbook and exercise set, chose the questions that he could do with his current knowledge, and wrote five pages.

Looking up again, a few hours had passed, the sky outside the window was twilight, Lu Ming simply put on a coat, and rowed to the balcony in a wheelchair, watching the rising sun gradually rising among the tall buildings in the east, and a sight appeared on the street first pedestrian.

A new day begins.

Lu Ming breathed in the fresh air in the summer morning, and planned to wash his face and brush his teeth, then dressed and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

After coming out of the bathroom, Lu Ming steered the wheelchair through the living room, only to see the door of the guest bedroom was slammed open, and He Pingan came out yawning again and again, with sleepy eyes.

Looking at each other, He Pingan greeted naturally, "Morning."

Lu Ming was surprised, because he really got up very early today.

Raising his eyebrows unexpectedly, Lu Ming nodded and went back to the bedroom.

He Pingan looked at the back of him leaving, ran into the bathroom and began to wash, his heart was full of complaints, not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Wucao Wucao, who made so many things happen last night, yet acted as if nothing had happened in the morning!

He Ping'an thought bitterly while brushing his teeth, so that he was always worried about whether he would be okay, and listened carefully to the movement outside, and didn't sleep for half the night.

Although he fell asleep somehow later, He Pingan still remembered to get up and make breakfast, and woke up early in the morning.

But today Lu Ming seems to be in a good mood!

After taking care of himself, He Pingan looked at the mirror with a handsome expression, hummed a little tune, put on his apron, and got busy in the kitchen.