Su Hui finally opened his eyes. This time he was in the hospital. His eyes were hazy and his ears seemed to be soaked in water. He tried to sit up, but his body was stiff and numb. Can't move.
There was no one in the ward, and he found a calling bell not far from his hand. With all his strength, he lifted his finger and pressed it.
A nurse came in, and when she saw him wake up, she said excitedly, "Ten comatose patients woke up."
"Ah, I've been in a coma for half a month before, and finally woke up?"
"Quick, call the doctor."
Su Hui felt like he was watching a movie, observing everything around him indifferently in his body.
It seemed that something was covering his eyes, and he could only see the outside world through the gap.
The explosion formed various ugly scars on his body, and also left irreversible sequelae.
It may have been a brain injury from the explosion. He often felt dizzy and had headaches. The explosion fractured his rib and inserted it into his lung, so part of the lobe of the lung was removed. Even though he was in a coma for half a month, the wound had not healed completely. He breathed a little deeper and still felt the pain as if a knife was cutting in his chest. He often felt chest tightness, always coughed, and sometimes vomited blood.
Su Hui saw Tao Lizhi walking in, he couldn't see her face clearly, he could only judge it was her by feeling and voice.
Tao Lizhi sat on the chair by the bed, first sighed for a long time, and then she said, "Su Hui, you finally woke up..."
Su Hui thanked her and asked her, "How long have I been in a coma." He felt unfamiliar with his own voice.
"It has been half a month since the explosion. After the incident, Bureau Tan proposed to protect you, erased your name from the list, and transferred you to the intensive care unit here for treatment..."
"Where's Xie Qiu?" Su Hui asked again.
Tao Lizhi said: "He died. He was smashed to the head in the explosion. The rescue failed and he died. Team Chang also sacrificed..."
"Where's my cell phone..." Su Hui asked, his mind was still hazy, but he felt that something was not normal. Where's dad and mom? Why are they not by his side.
"The scene after the explosion was very chaotic, your phone was lost... I have bad news to tell you..." Tao Lizhi lowered her head and said, "Your situation once deteriorated. That day... your parents were rushing over. Encountered a car accident on the way…”
Mom and Dad, are you gone
In an instant, Su Hui's hand tightly clenched the sheet under the quilt. It was not just chaos. He felt that he had fallen to the bottom of the valley, and every inch of bone and flesh was shattered, like a mirror torn apart.
It seemed to be extremely sad, but he couldn't cry at all.
He sat blankly on the hospital bed, leaning against the head of the bed, with soft pillows behind him. It was the end of summer, and the air conditioner was not turned on, but he felt cold, so cold that his teeth rattled, and his body shivered.
He watched helplessly as the ruins of his world were burnt to pieces by the flames, crumbled and shattered little by little, and in the end only ashes remained.
Those real emotions gradually dissipated, as if to protect him from more injuries, they were wrapped in indifference and surrounded him.
Those who are happy, honored, important people in life, and important things began to be stripped out one by one, and their faces gradually blurred.
Su Hui didn't know whether he was destroyed in the explosion or at the moment when he heard the news.
Whether it's the aftermath of the accident or the depersonalization, he feels like he's caught in the throat by those things...
He tried his best to break free from it, but he seemed to be drowning in the deep sea.
No, no, Su Hui woke up suddenly.
He seemed to have fallen into another level of dream.
Time and space are chaotic and intertwined with each other.
It was as if he was in a huge maze with no way out.
Those pasts, like growing vines, entangled his whole being and made him fall into those fragmented memories.
This should be when he just woke up after the previous bombing, although the memories are still real and painful, like peeling off the old scars on his body bit by bit, but those things have long passed.
Now his situation is completely different, he is sober and clear.
He listened to those conversations and watched those scenes, he could feel his heart beating in his chest, if he could pass through those times, he wanted to remind himself two years ago: "How about Lu Junchi, how could you forget him. "
Su Hui tried hard to calm himself down, and he sorted out his thoughts bit by bit.
He is now a consultant of the serious crime team. They are investigating a case. They went to the house of a mysterious woman, Chen Xuexian.
The accident happened on the road beside the cliff, and the driver was Lu Junchi. They encountered a car accident. At the end, Lu Junchi hugged him, and he could feel the warm blood splashing on his face...
What about Lu Junchi? How is he, where is he now
Is he seriously injured, is he still alive
He remembered hearing him say to him that he liked him…
Su Hui opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and coughed.
He tried to bring himself back to consciousness, but his mind was out of his control.
It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like a short moment, the world finally calmed down from the chaos.
Su Hui struggled to sit up. He covered his mouth and coughed repeatedly. A bloody smell continued to rise from his throat.
Then he gradually saw that this was a temporary ward, and everything was finally not so hazy. Although his eyesight was still damaged, the perspective was completely different from that in the dream. He seemed to have finally returned to this room. In the body, back to the present time.
For a moment, Su Hui's heart was beating rapidly, it was no longer a dream, he finally broke free from that dream!
He realized that it turned out that he had taken the initiative to dust off all the happy memories, including that person...
During those two years, he lost all sensible emotions, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.
Because he never wanted to go through that pain again.
But now, everything has passed, the ice and snow melted, as if something in the body was revived.
Su Hui sat up from the bed sideways. There was no trauma on his body, his foot seemed to be twisted, and it hurt a little when he touched the ground, but fortunately it was bearable. Except for a little dizziness, a little pain in the ankle, and some difficulty in breathing, there is no obvious discomfort.
His cane was in the car, but it is unknown where it was taken.
A little nurse came over and wanted to help him: "Oh, this patient, be careful..."
Su Hui coughed a few times and asked eagerly, "Where's the person I sent with me? Where is he now?"
The little nurse didn't seem to know the situation, and turned to ask the head nurse, "Is it the one in the emergency room?"
"Which one..." Someone asked on the side, these nurses and doctors were also temporarily assigned tasks, and the specific situation was not clear.
"It seems that someone didn't rescue him just now, it can't be..." A voice said.
Su Hui's remaining hearing heard this sentence, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stumbled outside. This is a hospital, and the corridors are full of doctors and patients. He walked all the way to the emergency room, eager to ask for evidence.
He didn't believe it, and he didn't believe that he would wait until this ending. He was so stubborn that he wanted to see it with his own eyes, and he didn't want to let go of any hope.
The door to the emergency room was closed. He didn't know where he wanted to go, where to find that person, and who would know the specific situation.
He was suddenly afraid, afraid that what the nurse said was true.
He stood in the noisy hallway, overwhelmed by the guilt of missed appointments, and for a moment he felt disoriented.
"Let's go, let's..." Someone walked over pushing a bed, and on the bed was a dead man covered with a white cloth, ready to be transported to the morgue, and patches of blood appeared from under the white cloth.
Su Hui's legs were shaking. He supported the wall with one hand and kept coughing while covering his mouth with the other.
The smell of blood made him terrified and nervous to the point of vomiting.
If Lu Jun died late...
He didn't even dare to think about it, he didn't have the strength to open the white list. Su Hui realized that he might return to the frozen land again.
Suddenly, Su Hui faintly heard a familiar voice, the voice asked eagerly: "My friend's mobile phone can't get through, can you confirm for me..."
"No, no, you can't move now, the wound on your head has just been stitched up..."
Su Hui turned around, walked through the crowd, and saw Lu Junchi.
Lu Junchi also raised his head and looked at him.
The eyes are facing each other, and the heart seems to be tightly grasped by the hands, and even breathing is suffocated.
Su Hui seemed to feel the pain of tearing his heart, but he knew that it was the joy of a freshman who broke through his flesh and blood.
Great.
Great!
He is still alive.
Looking at the figure in the observation room after the emergency operation for five full seconds, Su Hui broke free from the stagnant time. He trembled and walked in this direction, as if he had crossed life and death, and crossed two years.
He felt his eyes were wet and his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but want to cry.
Lu Junchi had just completed the operation, and the main injuries were on his head and shoulders.
He took Su Hui into the temporary observation room, and the little nurse pulled the curtain wisely, leaving the two of them alone.
"I'm fine, don't worry..." Lu Junchi looked at him with a pale face and asked him, "Are you not hurt..."
Hearing the voice in the dream ringing in his ears, Su Hui's tears fell. He leaned over and hugged Lu Junchi actively.
Lu Junchi didn't know what happened to Su Hui. In his memory, even if he was sad, he didn't seem to cry, and he didn't cry so sadly. He stretched out his hand and hugged him.
He could feel Su Hui's body trembling slightly, so fragile that it would shatter when touched, making him not dare to use force.
Being held in his arms by his beloved, Su recalled in a trance that he was in the car before, the body vibrated violently, and Lu Junchi hugged him tightly. He said, Su Hui, I like you.
At that time, warm blood slipped from Lu Junchi's brow bone and splashed on the tear mole at the end of his eye.
Su Hui once heard people say that people with tear moles at the end of their eyes actually owe someone a tear in a previous life, and they have to pay it back in this life.
Tears fell from the end of his eyes. Su Hui closed his eyes and rubbed his chin in Lu Junchi's neck. He trembled, "Lu Junchi, it's really good that you're fine." He choked and said, "I I like you too..."
At that moment, the hoarse voice of the youth overlapped with the confession of the clear tone in memory.
Lu Junchi's body trembled suddenly, he couldn't avoid thinking of the distant mountains outside the window that day, and the birds that were startled by the confession.
The person in my memory said, Lu Junchi, I seem to like you a little bit.
The same tone, spanning two years of time and space.
At that moment, he finally confirmed that the person in front of him was a poet.
When Su Hui was hugged tightly by Lu Junchi, he remembered that he liked this sentence before.
He was urged to marry by his family that day, his parents asked him to find a girlfriend, and he talked a lot. He was irritable, and subconsciously called Lu Junchi to complain. He said that he didn't want to live with people who didn't have a common language. Speaking of where to find a person whose appearance and interior are in line with his heart, he said that if the kind of virtuous person can cook well, it will be even more difficult to find...
Most importantly, he likes that men don't want to harm a girl.
Halfway through, he suddenly froze.
Lu Junchi always spoke very little at that time. In their communication, Lu Junchi played the role of a listener.
At that time, Lu Junchi hummed softly and quietly listened to his complaints. When he stopped, the whole world seemed to be quiet, until only the two of them were breathing.
Holding the phone and blinking, he suddenly felt that it would be fine if the person he had spent his whole life with was Lu Junchi.
A man whose appearance conforms to his aesthetics, his personality is in harmony, his three views are the same, his career complements each other, and he appreciates it. He is also very virtuous, and can cook good dishes and make him happy.
So he confessed to Lu Junchi so abruptly, and then they were considered together. Although they hadn't met, it was always a good time to communicate with Lu Junchi on the Internet.
He had also looked forward to the day we met.
Looking forward to their long and long future.
… but he was late.
Su Hui was held in Lu Junchi's arms, and he felt his arm gradually tighten.
They were so close that he could hear Lu Jun's beating heartbeat: "I'm sorry. I kept you waiting for two years."
Su Hui felt the palm on his back trembling slightly, and the voice beside his ear trembled faintly: "It doesn't matter, I still wait."
Two years of missed appointments, the last sacrifice to protect each other, and a long and promising future.
There seemed to be some invisible barrier in his heart that collapsed with these words, and the cold numbness and indifference all moved away from him, as if flames melted the ice, and new shoots burst from the permafrost.
It was only at this point that Su Hui realized that locking himself up would not make those wounds heal as soon as possible. He was actually longing for care and the love of others.
It was Lu Junchi who had been delivering the fiery temperature to him, gradually pulling him back to this world.
The two cuddled for a long time, and neither of them let go of the other.
Su Hui finally felt the emotional fluctuations in his heart, and the numbness gradually disappeared. He was no longer indifferent and indifferent. He could feel the excitement and happiness overflowing from his heart. It was a lost and found nostalgia. The happiness that belongs to him is within reach.
He... finally touched this real and noisy world.
After a while, Su Hui let go and asked Lu Junchi, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Junchi shook his head: "Bone and internal organs are fine."
At the moment of the crash, he turned around and blocked in front of Su Hui. At that time, a branch happened to penetrate into the cab. His head was hit and he had a few stitches.
And this action inadvertently saved him. If he hadn't done that at the time, his chest might have been pierced by branches.
Lu Junchi reached out and wiped the corner of Su Hui's eyes, his fingertips ran across the tear mole, as if he was holding a rare treasure that he had lost and found. He was by his side, even if he was injured, it was worth it.