We arrived at the hospital quickly.
When Ou Shaowen walked into the ward, Ou Renjin was standing by the window making a phone call. He saw him make a soothing gesture and then finish the call in an orderly manner.
The person on the other end of the phone must be very familiar with Ou Renjin. Although they were talking about business, their tone was very casual.
There was not much expression on Ou Shaowen's face. He entered the room, found a chair and sat down quietly.
"Have you communicated with the film department?"
"Brother, you report all the little things to me. If you find a dollar on the street, why don't you just call the mayor?"
Ou Shaowen was attracted by the content of his phone call. He turned his head and stared at him without moving.
"I've already told the secretariat that for investments below 100 million, two ministers' signatures are enough. Also, don't give out my number casually. There are always directors coming to me to solicit investments. Doesn't the film department have a project incubator? Let them contact the person in charge there directly." He was impatient, "It's not even peaceful to be hospitalized."
It seemed that the other party was concerned about why he was hospitalized. He responded casually, "It's not a major operation, just to remove a gallstone."
…
Five minutes had passed since the call ended. Ou Shaowen withdrew his gaze, turned his head away, and looked ahead expressionlessly.
Ou Renjin walked up to him and pinched his face. "Wow, you've turned into a puffy little potato."
"I'm not angry." Ou Shaowen raised his head and answered calmly, "You actually never believed me at all."
Ou Renjin smiled as usual, "Do you think I've been perfunctory with you?"
"yes."
“We haven’t had a good talk about this before, let’s talk about it today.” He did not choose to sit next to Ou Shaowen, but sat on a chair opposite him, with a very formal posture and tone.
"You told me before that after your heart is transplanted to me, you can grow a new one?"
Ou Shaowen shook his head and added, “It’s not just my heart, it’s all over my body.”
“Then… how long will this regrowth process take?” Even though deep down in his heart, he didn’t trust what Ou Shaowen said, he still raised his question on the premise of trusting him.
"They are all different. Some are longer, some are shorter." Ou Shaowen recalled seriously, "Some organs that have no effect on me may have healed on their own when I wasn't paying attention, so I don't know the exact time. And the recovery time is not particularly stable! Stable, there are slight differences every time."
He paused for a moment, as if a little uncertain. "However, the lights are always on, the room is always bright, and there is no device nearby that can display the time. I have no concept of time."
At this point he suddenly began to wonder. In the beginning, all the concepts about time were instilled in him by the researchers in the laboratory. So, were the two months they said were needed for the heart to recover the same as the two months he understood now
"Then..." Ou Renjin's eyes moved slightly, and he maintained his steady voice, "Do you know why you have such ability?"
"I don't know. They don't know which step worked, nor do they know where this body mutated to make me such a freak. So I am unique, and no one can be replicated exactly the same. You don't know, I used to have many nicknames. Sometimes they called me a freak, and sometimes they called me a miracle. Although I don't really like having surgery, I feel a little happy sometimes when I know that my organs can save many people."
At the beginning, he also hated those people. At least, when no one came to do business with the laboratory, his life could occasionally have a few days of peace. He would not be confined to the bed and could listen to them chatting and watch them doing experiments.
However, the more he hated them, the more painful his heart became. Suddenly one day, he began to realize that powerless hatred would not change any results. His body was already in enough pain, and he could only live like this. What else could he do? At least he had to keep his mind at peace.
So, he began to ignore the malice contained in every link and every action during the operation slowly, like an ostrich, and calmly accepted the meaning of his existence, as if he had experienced a grand and successful self-hypnosis.
Speaking of the latter part, in fact, Ou Shaowen’s answers were irrelevant to the questions and his previous remarks were inconsistent with the current ones.
The shock in Ou Renjin's heart spread like waves, and a series of questions suddenly popped up in his mind: Why did he get such nicknames? Who called him those nicknames? Where is the room that is always lit? What kind of operation? In what sense of operation
Ou Shaowen's tone was so matter-of-fact, without any hesitation, as if he had really experienced it all. Every word of his chaotic description seemed to be in line with his previous horrible guess. Ou Renjin pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were sharp, and he was almost unable to control his emotions.
But he didn't ask anything in the end, he just looked up at him, "Will this regrowth process be painful?"
“Yes…!…” Ou Shaowen looked into his eyes and hesitated for a moment, “A little bit.”
Ou Renjin's eyes were extremely beautiful at this moment, like the wind blowing across a clear lake, sparkling with rippling water, and carrying a tenderness and heartache that could embrace him completely.
He finally found the purpose of starting this conversation, and smiled, "That's why I don't want to. Even if your heart can grow a new one within an hour, as long as it will cause you pain, I don't want to do it."
Ou Shaowen's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body even trembled uncontrollably. He pursed his lips hard and looked at him with an extremely shocked and moved look.
Ou Renjin just used to say nice and gentle words to coax him. In his eyes, this sentence was no different from his previous words like "My dear, I miss you", but he could never understand how this sentence overturned all his habits for Ou Shaowen.
When he had become accustomed to pain, he suddenly realized that there really was someone in this world who would say to him, "I don't want to do anything that will make you suffer."
These words made him feel vulnerable, as if he had naturally become the person in Ou Renjin's eyes, the one who needed protection, who couldn't get hurt, who couldn't suffer even the slightest pain.
"It's not necessary for us to have you now, right? We already have a suitable heart source, and the doctors have done many tests. This heart is also very healthy, not much different from yours. Don't argue with me anymore, okay?" Ou Renjin teased him with a smile, "Besides, you like me so much, if your heart is in my body, it might be so nervous that it won't move."
Ou Shaowen originally had tears in his eyes, but he was amused and laughed, "No way, it must move faster than a rabbit hops."
"That won't work. A fast heart rate can also lead to death."
Ou Shaowen smiled, then pouted halfway through his smile. He blinked and tears fell. A sob escaped from his throat and he turned his head, no longer facing Ou Renjin.
“What’s wrong?” This time he really didn’t know why Ou Shaowen suddenly felt wronged and burst into tears. He took a step forward, half-knelt in front of him, trying to pull his head back.
Ou Shaowen grabbed his hand for nothing, but his head kept lowering, as if he wanted to bury it in the corner behind the chair. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He should have been moved when Ou Renjin rejected him for the first time.
But at this moment, he couldn't hold back his crying. His shoulders shook, his sobs became louder and louder, and he huddled up in a ball, trying desperately to avoid Ou Renjin's hand that was reaching out to touch his cheek.
"What's going on? Does our relationship have to be based on heart donation? You don't need to do anything for me on purpose. I still love you very much."
Ou Renjin randomly guessed the reason for his sudden emotional breakdown. In a sense, he guessed part of it.
As if he was afraid of scaring him, he lowered his voice, "I'm not deliberately not wanting your heart. I know you care about me too much, so you would rather suffer yourself and let me be healthy, right? I know, I feel it, I can be sure that you love me the most in the world..."
The more Ou Renjin comforted her, the more he couldn't control his emotions. He tried hard to swallow back his tears, but they could only last a few seconds before he was interrupted by tears and sobs again.
He covered his head and leaned it against the wall. No matter what, he refused to let Ou Renjin look at him.
"Did I say something wrong? Why do I make you so sad?" This was the first time he couldn't guess the reason for Ou Shaowen's mood change.
Ou Shaowen cried and shook his head, "I'm sorry, please let me cry for a while."
"Okay." Ou Renjin stood up. "Then I'll lie down on the bed first. When you're done crying, come over and hug me, okay?"
"Yeah." Ou Shaowen responded with sobs.
About three minutes later, Ou Renjin heard him coming from the other end of the room, slowly climbing onto the bed, hugging his waist, and hugging his back tightly. His head rested on the back of his neck, and he sobbed softly every three to five seconds.
Ou Renjin turned over in bed with some effort and kissed his red eyes. "I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."
"Ah, I feel uncomfortable somewhere." Ou Shaowen hurriedly wanted to sit up and press the nurse bell, but he was grabbed by the arm.
"It makes me uncomfortable to see you crying."
Ou Shaowen breathed a sigh of relief and was about to lie down again when Ou Renjin sat up as well. "The spicy food at noon already made my throat sore, and I've been coaxing you for so long that my throat is almost smoking. Please pour me a glass of water."
"Okay." Ou Shaowen obediently went downstairs to pour him some water.
Ou Renjin took the water, stretched out his fingers and pressed them against his shoulders with a smile, "Don't come up yet, go take a shower, and then it's time to go to bed. I want you to sleep with me today, okay?"
He didn't ask Ou Shaowen why he was crying just now, nor did he want to comfort him. He just wanted to hug him and sleep.
"Okay." Ou Shaowen answered in a serious tone, quickly finished his shower, got into bed and threw himself into his arms.
He avoided Ou Renjin's hand that was reaching out to touch his cheek.
"What's going on? Does our relationship have to be based on heart donation? You don't need to do anything for me on purpose. I still love you very much."
Ou Renjin randomly guessed the reason for his sudden emotional breakdown. In a sense, he guessed part of it.
As if he was afraid of scaring him, he lowered his voice, "I'm not deliberately not wanting your heart. I know you care about me too much, so you would rather suffer yourself and let me be healthy, right? I know, I feel it, I can be sure that you love me the most in the world..."
The more Ou Renjin comforted her, the more he couldn't control his emotions. He tried hard to swallow back his tears, but they could only last a few seconds before he was interrupted by tears and sobs again.
He covered his head and leaned it against the wall. No matter what, he refused to let Ou Renjin look at him.
"Did I say something wrong? Why do I make you so sad?" This was the first time he couldn't guess the reason for Ou Shaowen's mood change.
Ou Shaowen cried and shook his head, "I'm sorry, please let me cry for a while."
"Okay." Ou Renjin stood up. "Then I'll lie down on the bed first. When you're done crying, come over and hug me, okay?"
"Yeah." Ou Shaowen responded with sobs.
About three minutes later, Ou Renjin heard him coming from the other end of the room, slowly climbing onto the bed, hugging his waist, and hugging his back tightly. His head rested on the back of his neck, and he sobbed softly every three to five seconds.
Ou Renjin turned over in bed with some effort and kissed his red eyes. "I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."
"Ah, I feel uncomfortable somewhere." Ou Shaowen hurriedly wanted to sit up and press the nurse bell, but he was grabbed by the arm.
"It makes me uncomfortable to see you crying."
Ou Shaowen breathed a sigh of relief and was about to lie down again when Ou Renjin sat up as well. "The spicy food at noon already made my throat sore, and I've been coaxing you for so long that my throat is almost smoking. Please pour me a glass of water."
"Okay." Ou Shaowen obediently went downstairs to pour him some water.
Ou Renjin took the water, stretched out his fingers and pressed them against his shoulders with a smile, "Don't come up yet, go take a shower, and then it's time to go to bed. I want you to sleep with me today, okay?"
He didn't ask Ou Shaowen why he was crying just now, nor did he want to comfort him. He just wanted to hug him and sleep.
"Okay." Ou Shaowen answered in a serious tone, quickly finished his shower, got into bed and threw himself into his arms.