Laughing astray

The planning of the hospital is very good. The inpatient department is a very spacious field with some fitness facilities and a lot of rest chairs. Some inpatients come out for a walk when they have nothing to do. Cong Xiaoyi casually I found a relatively remote place and sat down.

Yan Zihan followed Cong Xiaoyi, and the two of them hadn't spoken since they came out of Yang Shuo's office. Yan Zihan knew what Cong Xiaoyi was thinking now, why was he suffering even more pain when it was already so painful?

"Are you saying this is retribution?" Cong Xiao sighed, drawing random circles on the ground with his toes, "I want to smoke."

"Come on!" Yan Zihan sat beside Cong Xiaoyi, took Cong Xiaoyi's hand and squeezed it.

Cong Xiao rummaged through his pockets but couldn't find any cigarettes, he seemed extremely irritable, there was an inexplicable fire in his chest that was rampaging, he wanted to vent it but couldn't hold it back, it hurt his internal organs.

"Grass." Cong Xiao cursed in a low voice.

Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiaoyi into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Go up and have a look?"

Cong Xiaoyi couldn't count the last time he saw Cong Jiyun. After the transfer, he was accompanied by an escort. Cong Jiyun recovered fairly well. Although the wound on his neck was wrapped with gauze, he could still imagine what he should have done when the situation happened. How shocking, Cong Jiyun is still unable to speak at present, when Cong Xiao entered the ward, he saw Cong Jiyun half leaning on the bed, listening to the accompanying aunt read the news to her.

The accompanying aunt is from a local area, and she speaks a little dialect. The news she read is full of another feeling. When she saw Cong Xiaoyi coming in, she froze for a moment, and she put down the newspaper after reacting, "Oh! Here we come. !"

Cong Xiao looked at Cong Jiyun on the bed, Cong Jiyun's face looked a little more bloody than before, when he saw Cong Xiaoyi, he didn't know if it was an illusion, his eyes seemed to reveal light, and his mental sense also recovered Quite a few, opened their mouths to speak, but were powerless.

"You stay here, don't talk!" Cong Xiaoyi was a little embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and pointed to Yan Zihan behind him, "My friend."

Cong Jiyun swept Yan Zihan's body with his eyes, then nodded to the two with a smile.The accompanying aunt was a little excited, she stood up and rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, "You two didn't say a word! I just have to go to cook now, so you two will stay with me first!"

As soon as Cong Xiao sat on the seat where the auntie was sitting just now, he hesitated and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He couldn't remember how long it had been since Ji Yun sat down to talk so calmly. Since he could remember, there had been endless abuse and endless waiting. He couldn't tell how deep and helpless he was.

Cong Jiyun shook his head, and pointed to the small cabinet next to his hospital bed, on which were several apples and pears.

"I'll eat it later!" Cong said with a smile.

Yan Zihan sat beside Cong Xiaoyi, and greeted Cong Jiyun with a smile, "Hello!"

"Now you know how to be polite?" Cong Xiao tilted his head and looked at it. The current atmosphere made him feel that he had to find something to say. It was the first time he could calmly meet Cong Ji Yun face to face, but it made him a little bit at a loss. measures.

Cong Ji Yun reached out and touched the cabinet next to him, took out a small notebook, bowed his head and began to write.

Cong Xiao looked over and saw that Ji Yun was very good-looking when he was young. In his impression, when he was young, Cong Ji Yun would occasionally dress up very fashionable, wearing a floral skirt and taking the two brothers out, often seeing some envious eyes, but when did envy turn into contempt?

-you lost weight.

A few words were clearly written on the notebook handed over by Ji Yun, and Cong Xiao felt that the softest part of his heart was pulled hard, and his eyes were a little sore.

Yan Zihan picked up two apples from the cabinet, "I'm going to wash the fruits."

There were only mother and child left in the ward, and Cong Xiao's throat was a little hoarse, "It's okay."

- what about school

"I just came back from school, and I have an exam next week." Cong Xiaoyi looked down at his toes.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about with Cong Jiyun, because there is no topic to talk about at all, even the most common "Have you eaten?" is just an extravagant hope for the previous relationship between the two.

In the quiet ward, only the rustling sound of writing could be heard. After a while, the notebook was handed to Cong Xiaoyi.

There is only one line written on it, but it is the last line left after being repeatedly altered.

It looks thin, it looks helpless, and it looks like it's indescribably sad.

-Laughs, mom may be dying.

This sentence was suddenly thrown in front of Cong Xiaoyi like a bomb, and he didn't even have a chance to react. Before coming here, he had thought about how to talk about this topic with Cong Jiyun, and it should be said, should he say it? This topic, but now Cong Jiyun put it in front of him fruitfully, only the redacted places in the notebook can be seen that Cong Jiyun hesitated.

Cong Xiaoyi jumped up from the stool, gasped and stared at Cong Jiyun who was sitting on the hospital bed, the breath that was suffocating in his chest wanted to burst out, but only one word came out after a long time of brewing.

"Grass!" Cong Xiao kicked the railing of the hospital bed, his heels were a little numb, but the muffled sound really hit his heart.

"Who the hell said you were going to die!" Cong Xiaoyi snarled, "It's so hard for me to come to see you once and you'll just say such fucking nonsense! Die, who is going to die!"

Seeing Cong Xiaoyi was a little excited, Cong Jiyun reached out his hand anxiously to hold Cong Xiaoyi, but Cong Xiaoyi threw it away fiercely, "Didn't you say that you are going to die! Then why are you pulling me? For some comfort? If you still want to satirize me, then go to hell! If you die, I will be alone! I have always been fucking alone!"

"Smile one!" Yan Zihan rushed in from the outside, casually threw the apple in his hand on the ground, and hugged Cong Xiaoyi, who was already a bit out of control, "Shut up!"

"Why the hell should I shut up!" Cong Xiaoyi wanted to struggle away, "The person who threw me aside since I was a child, I have always been myself, why are you telling me you are going to die now! Why?"

Cong Ji Yun wanted to speak anxiously, but he could only open his mouth, stretched out his hands to hold Cong Xiaoyi, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Yan Zihan used a lot of strength to suppress the runaway Cong Xiaoyi. Cong Xiaoyi, who struggled fruitlessly, closed his eyes and gradually calmed down. After a while, he breathed slightly and said, "If you really die, you will really die." I'm the only one left."

The long-lost visit broke up in the end. From Ji Yun lying on the bed until Cong Xiao left without getting up, Yan Zihan explained to the accompanying aunt with a cold face, and then dragged Cong Xiao out of the ward.

On the way to pick up the car, the two were silent all the way, Cong Xiaoyi felt that he had just exhausted his strength, and his whole body was trembling after being overdrawn. The words he said before pierced his heart like a knife, and the pain was more than just pain.

"Are you crazy?" Yan Zihan sat in the driver's seat and asked coldly.

Cong Xiaoyi leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes and did not speak.

"Cong Xiaoyi, how old are you?"

"Three years old!" Cong Xiao replied sullenly.

Yan Zihan couldn't get up, and all the anger made Cong Xiao push back to his stomach one by one, so he could only sit helplessly on his seat and laugh, "Don't come here in the future."

"If you tell me not to come, I won't come, how shameful am I?" Cong Xiaoyi closed his eyes, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

"That's your mother." Yan Zihan started the car.

"Your mother!" Cong Xiao opened his eyes and stared at Yan Zihan.

"I didn't fucking curse anyone!" Yan Zihan patted the steering wheel.

"You just said 'my mother'." Cong Xiao turned over and looked out the window.

Yan Zihan was silent, not answering the phone, and drove towards the gate of the hospital. The emergency department was 100 meters away from the hospital gate, and there was a large parking lot outside. Yan Zihan had to drive around the parking lot in front of the emergency department to get out. Hospital gate.

It was already late, Yan Zihan turned on the lights, and speeded up when he confirmed that there was no one in front. The atmosphere between Cong Xiaoyi and Cong Xiaoyi was so quiet that if they didn't find a topic, the two of them would freeze to death in the car inside.

The car was about to drive out of the hospital. Yan Zihan just turned the steering wheel and wanted to turn right, but heard a muffled noise. Cong Xiaoyi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, shivered and sat up, and Yan Zihan immediately stepped on the brakes.

"Damn it!" Cong Xiao looked out through the glass, "What's going on?"

Yan Zihan opened the car door and made a detour to the outside of the co-pilot. The small accident has already attracted many people's attention. A woman was lying on the ground with disheveled hair, her legs were covered in blood.

"Hurry up!" Cong Xiao jumped out of the car and hurriedly helped the woman up, "Send it to the hospital!"

"Go to the emergency room!" Yan Zihan immediately locked the car, and rushed to the emergency room with Cong Xiaoyi helping the man.

The crowd was discussing in the back, and the two rushed into the emergency room like a race.

"Doctor!" Cong Xiaoyi felt that he couldn't leave the hospital for the rest of his life, and came in again as soon as he left. He heard the faint breathing of that person in his ears, and he was afraid of calming down after he was anxious.

Did Yan Zihan hit someone?

A nurse ran over quickly, "What's going on?"

As soon as Cong Xiao couldn't explain clearly, he watched a few nurses coming over from the corner of his eye, "Check first!"

Yan Zihan helped several nurses carry him to the bed, but he couldn't tell what he felt.

Cong Xiaoyi gently grabbed Yan Zihan's clothes and looked over to the bed. He was too anxious just now and didn't pay attention. He was startled by the blood all over the place, and realized that he was already in the emergency room.

"Grass!" Cong Xiaoyi repeatedly confirmed, cursing in a low voice, "Liu Meiting?"

Yan Zihan followed Cong Xiaoyi's eyes and saw that the dying person lying on the hospital bed was Liu Meiting, a good student who had met once or twice before.

The nurse pushed the two of them away, "Let's go! The family members wait outside!"

The two were pushed aside by several nurses, and Liu Meiting was already blocked by the curtain beside the bed. She couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, and didn't know what was going on. The two had no choice but to wait outside.

Yan Zihan's hands trembled a little, everything that happened just now was unexpected, a little too sudden, Cong Xiaoyi seemed to know what Yan Zihan was thinking, and gently held Yan Zihan's hand, "It's okay!"

The two hands holding each other conveyed strength to each other, Yan Zihan gradually became less nervous.

After a while, the curtain was pulled open forcefully by the nurse. The nurse with quick eyes and quick legs didn't look too slow, and yelled at the two of them, "Who is the family member?"

Cong Xiao stood in front of Yan Zihan, "I am."

"The patient shows signs of miscarriage! Are you the child's father?"

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