Xun Yuming couldn't be overworked, everyone would chat with him for a while, and after eating the cake, they all dispersed.
Zhuang Yi tidied up the colorful papers all over the floor in the room, and said to him: "Make a video call to grandpa too, he must miss you very much during your birthday."
"I want to come too." During the video call with Zhuang Yi's family just now, he really wanted to talk to his grandfather, but unfortunately he is now in a hospital gown, wrapped in gauze, and various monitoring instruments. Grandpa is afraid of getting sick. "I'm not afraid."
"Wait a minute." Zhuang Yi went outside to throw away the trash, came back and opened the small closet in the house, took out a bear cardigan sweater, and a woolen hat, "You dress up, don't let grandpa see it, tell me later It's okay."
"Can it work?" Xun Yuming was deeply skeptical.
Zhuang Yi pushed away his bed table, lifted the quilt, and changed his clothes, "Why not, I will help you lie, and grandpa will definitely believe it."
He spread the loose hat to avoid the wound, and carefully put it on Xun Yuming's head, trying to cover his gauze, then took off the blood pressure monitor on his finger, leveled the hospital bed, and dragged the big bear Come over to block the background.
"Don't move around when you talk later, don't show your secrets." Zhuang Yi turned on the computer and sent a video invitation to Xiao Yang's WeChat.
It's only past five o'clock in the morning in China, but Grandpa Jue Shao gets up early, and Xiao Yang and Xiao Wei take turns on the night shift, so someone should be there at this time. Xun Yuming listened to the "beep", and after a while, the phone was connected.
Zhuang Yi said hello to Xiao Yang, and asked him to call his grandfather to answer the phone, but Xiao Yang said: "Grandpa is still awake, he wanted to call you last night, neither of our mobile phones have activated international roaming, so the call failed." .”
"I was afraid that he would find out about your medical treatment, so I didn't dare to open a video for him, and lied to grandpa that WeChat didn't have this function. Grandpa said that yesterday was Dr. Xun's birthday, and he was waiting for your call, and stayed up until midnight."
"I forgot that the domestic time is seven hours earlier!" Xun Yuming was so annoyed that his intestines turned blue, thinking of his grandfather sitting at home looking at his watch waiting for their call, he wished he could punch his head flat.
Zhuang Yi was really afraid that he would move around, so he pressed his hand and asked Xiao Yang to go and have a look again. The latter nodded and pushed open the door. Grandpa just woke up and was yawning, so he handed over the phone.
Xun Yuming's eyes turned sore: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, Germany is seven hours behind us, I forgot to call you earlier."
"It doesn't matter... it doesn't matter, it was your... birthday yesterday!" Grandpa smiled, his face wrinkled like water ripples on a sparkling lake, "Do you eat... noodles? Oh, there must be... no longevity... noodles in foreign countries. "
"I ate the cake." Xun Yuming tugged at Zhuang Yi's sleeve, and Zhuang Yi immediately held up the fondant cake that was only about the size of a ping-pong bat but had a very delicate shape, and showed it to Grandpa, "We celebrated Grandpa at night, and when we go back we will Let's eat noodles together."
Grandpa smiled and agreed, then frowned again, and said worriedly: "Obviously lost weight, his face... so haggard."
"It's all because of the beauty function of the video. My face is rosy, but I'm healthy." Xun Yuming's lie came out of his mouth.
At this point, Zhuang Yi felt ashamed: "... yes, he's fine."
"Video?" Grandpa paused and looked at Xiao Yang: "Didn't you say... there is no video... function?"
"..." Xiao Yang was at a loss for words.
Xun Yuming hastily stepped forward: "It's true that he doesn't know it, but he actually does."
"Ah yes." Xiao Yang nodded in agreement, "I'm really not good at it."
Grandpa sighed and shook his head: "Young man, you must learn more!"
Xun Yuming laughed softly, chatted with his grandfather for a while, and his grandfather urged him to go to bed quickly and not stay up late. Zhuang Yi hung up the phone, retracted the hand supporting the stupid bear, his arm was so sore, "I'm tired."
"I'll rub it for you." Xun Yuming massaged him attentively, hitting his arm up and down.
Zhuang Yi grabbed his flexible hand, and his two dimples opened slightly: "Your hand has recovered very well, it will not be affected at all."
When he got sick before, he had numbness and trembling in his left hand. Although it was only in the operating room, it was still a big hidden danger. Zhuang Yi has always been faintly worried that if there are complications after the operation, his hand will not recover quickly. As a doctor whose life is surgery, he will be in pain.
Fortunately, nothing happened.
"But the legs and feet are not good yet." Xun Yuming shook his feet, his movements were slow and slow, like an old mobile phone that has been used for a long time, the brain has already issued instructions, but the reaction speed of the legs and feet can't keep up.
Zhuang Yi helped him squeeze his legs, "I will help you massage every day from now on. Uncle has found you a very good rehabilitation therapist. I will urge you to recover quickly."
"Okay." Thinking of the hard work of rehabilitation, Xun Yuming is actually a little lazy, but he will retreat if his nerves are not recovered, and he has to persevere even if he is lazy.
Zhuang Yi put the cake into the small refrigerator in the cupboard, and took out two boxes wrapped in red and green colored paper, "I still have a gift for you."
"Didn't you deliver it already?" Tonight's surprise was enough to make him grin from ear to ear, and his heart was as sweet as honey.
Zhuang Yi took off his hat, shook his head and said, "Tonight is a birthday present, here is a gift for the anniversary, and one for Christmas."
"I'm not even prepared." Xun Yuming pursed his lips, a little embarrassed.
Zhuang Yi smiled, with encouraging eyes, he stretched out his hand to disassemble the one on the left, it was a new mobile phone, and it was indeed a timely help. Then open the one on the right, inside is a beautifully bound book with a blue-black gradient cover, on the girdle is the sea rolling with silver waves under the night sky, with the words "To the one I love the most" written in gilt letters beside it in both Chinese and English.
Xun Yuming opened the cover and wrote on the title page: "Love makes a person eternal."
Every word that follows is extremely familiar, and each letter is full of letters he once wrote. Every ten letters are separated by pages as thick and transparent as the title page, with different sentences stamped on them, some of which are their own. Some of the "heartfelt" that they have complained to each other are excerpts from the letter, and the words are full of heart.
Turning over the page "Maybe you once loved me wrongly, but I have never loved you wrongly", Xun Yuming suddenly saw the photo of them kissing in front of the pyramid, and this scene was also mentioned in the letter, and he said that he had wanted to be in front of the pyramid. Nile proposed to him, but failed.
Zhuang Yi must have seen this paragraph too, Xun Yuming hid his red face, turned to the back casually, and there was another page: "You are the star in my eyes."
The accompanying picture is a photo taken from bottom to top by Xun Yuming holding the crystal trophy, standing on Field's awarding platform.
Standing tall and tall under the spotlight, his eyes glow like stars, which is exactly the same as the photo of Zhuang Yi winning the Rose Bowl in the back. That day he stood on the awarding platform enjoying the attention of thousands of people, but his eyes fell on the audience alone Xun Yuming's body.
"When did you read my letter?" Xun Yuming wiped the corners of his eyes, he was really disappointed, the tears flowed out like running water these days, as if he didn't want money.
Zhuang Yi took off his sweater for him, and said with a smile: "I told you, don't be angry."
"Don't be angry." Xun Yuming looked at him and raised his hand to swear, "Promise!"
Zhuang Yi got up and opened the folding bed, spread the quilt and lay down beside him, and turned off the light. The room darkened in an instant, and the moonlight outside was as bright as water, and it penetrated through the window, just enough to see each other's eyes clearly.
Xun Yuming lay down carefully, Zhuang Yi held his hand hanging by the hospital bed, and talked to him face to face: "I looked at your phone when you were unconscious, but I didn't mean it."
He was afraid that Xun Yuming would feel that he was not a gentleman in this matter, so he hurriedly explained to him why he touched his mobile phone, how he accidentally saw his draft box, and how he asked Zhuang Man to go to New York to retrieve the letter that had been dusty for many years , "Since the recipient is me, I should be able to see it?"
"Have you finished reading it all?" Xun Yuming's expression was buried in the night mist, and his tone was indifferent, seeming angry and not angry.
Zhuang Yi was uneasy, so he had to tell the truth: "Not only have you finished reading, but you can also recite a lot."
They were separated for more than eight years, and there were more than 3,000 days and nights between the breakup and the reunion. Zhuang Yi counted that there were more than 2,700 letters written by Xun Yuming to him. Each letter was different in length, but each had an average of more than 2,000 words, and the total amounted to about 5 million words.
He originally wanted to print all these letters into books, but the number of words was too much, and the content was too huge to fit in ten books. So Zhuang Yi only picked out some of the things he felt the most deeply, made a collection and gave it to him, and the rest, including text messages, were typed into letters and stuffed into envelopes, and put them away.
"I don't blame you." Xun Yuming breathed a sigh of relief, "That was originally written for you. I really missed you before, so I used this stupid method. Now..."
Now he gets along with Zhuang Yi day and night, day and night, but he still misses Zhuang Yi very much. This kind of longing has become instinctive, as if he is close at hand, and as if he is far away in the sky. Every minute and every second that Xun Yuming was with him, felt that it passed too fast, so fast that it made him dazed.
The two stayed in the hospital for more than half a month. Xun Yuming's condition improved day by day, and he began to do rehabilitation with a rehabilitation therapist. He was exhausted every day when he came back.
Many patients after craniocerebral surgery have to go through a long recovery. Walking, talking and even shaking their heads, these things that seem simple to normal people may be extremely difficult for them, but it is not impossible to recover, no matter how hard it is. You must also force yourself to work hard.
There was nothing wrong with Xun Yuming's hands, but his legs seemed to be tied with two packs of iron sand. Every step he took was extremely strenuous. Just from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, he couldn't hold on and wanted to collapse. After more than ten days of practice, he couldn't stand at all at the beginning, but now he can walk two steps slowly, which is still an improvement.
He sweats profusely every day, but the wind outside is like a knife. The temperature in Berlin has dropped recently, and the air has been getting colder and colder. It has been gloomy for several days, and finally the first snow fell on the night of New Year's Day.
In the middle of the night, there were few people in the hospital ward, and the sound of footsteps broke the silence, echoing in the empty corridor.
With his left hand in his pocket and his right hand carrying a large bouquet of roses, Zhuang Yi turned the corner and walked into the dark ward. He rubbed his hands while breathing, "Why don't you turn on the light? It's freezing outside."
Xun Yuming lay on the bed with drooping eyelids and remained silent.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Yi took off his coat, covered in cold air, and went over to poke his cheek, "Unhappy?"
"When will I be discharged from the hospital?" Xun Yuming was really tired of staying. He wanted to go home, accompany his grandfather, check on Xue Jiayan's situation, and see how his research was going. There were so many things he wanted to do but Don't want to be hospitalized.
Zhuang Yi put down the flowers, poured a cup of hot water under the light in the corridor, and took a sip with his head down: "As long as you recover well, we will be discharged from the hospital. You should know better than me."
"Others go home to recover!"
"Are you someone else?"
Xun Yuming quietly "hummed" and closed his eyes to ignore him.
Zhuang Yi smiled, grabbed his arm and helped him up, "How about this, take a few steps down to the ground, and I'll see if you've made any progress this afternoon."
"I haven't made any progress." Xun Yuming said discouragedly, "I'm so bored, exercising every day has no effect at all!"
He couldn't bear it anymore, even though he was a doctor, he couldn't escape the irritability that all patients had. Almost everyone who has been injured and has experienced a long recovery has some psychological problems to some extent.
Coincidentally, this is Zhuang Yi's domain: "You get up first, and I will help you walk a few steps."
Xun Yuming was quite obedient, even if he lost his temper, he would not push his feet. No matter how reluctant he was, he moved his buttocks and sat up slowly, and was supported by Zhuang Yi to get off the ground. His legs were like concrete, and it was difficult to move them. Before he could lift his feet, he felt disheartened at first, but his heart was broken.
Zhuang Yi didn't care, he held his arms with both hands, helped him walk slowly to the end of the bed, and took him into his arms. Xun Yuming was exhausted, and lay limply on his shoulders, with his arms around his waist, feeling extremely wronged: "I can't walk, brother."
"It's okay, I'll take you away." Zhuang Yi hugged his increasingly thin waist, put his other hand through his armpit, supported his head, and led him with his own strength, back and forth in a small range on the spot Shaking, it looks like it's dancing.
Xun Yuming worked hard to lift his feet following his rhythm, relying on him to bear most of the weight of his body, the burden on his legs was lightened, and it was much easier to move.
At this moment, the ward was as silent as water, and outside the window, there was a lot of fine snow, and the dense geese feathers covered the dead leaves on the ground, making a "rustling" sound.
Zhuang Yi pressed Xun Yuming's small head, breathed and heard each other, pressed his thin lips against his ear, and hummed an English song softly: "You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much…”
There is no accompaniment in the room, he hums very slowly, every word is soaked in emotion. The singing voice flows slowly with his footsteps, like vinyl jazz from an old-fashioned record player, so gentle that it makes people addicted.
The lyrics are also written brilliantly: You are so beautiful that it seems unreal, I can't take my eyes off of you; you are like a dream that is hard to touch, and I am so eager to hold you in my arms...
His words are ambiguous and his voice is low and mellow, as if he is not singing, but expressing his true feelings. Xun Yuming curled the corners of his mouth, his irritability gradually dissipated, he nestled in his arms and closed his eyes, "I love your brother."
With a smile on his lips and teeth, Zhuang Yi lowered his head and kissed his eyes after singing a verse, "I love you too, baby."
The author has something to say: Mingming recovered after being hugged by Zhuang Yi and listening to the song for a few days.
The ending was a bit slower than I expected, but it was fast.
Song Name: Can't Take My Eyes Off You — Andy Williams
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