Zhou Li and Zhou Luwen stood side by side at the entrance of the stairs, like a primary school student.
Zhou Lubo stood in front of them and looked at them with an extremely indifferent expression: "Driving away without a word at night, one stealing the keys, the other driving without a license, all are quite capable."
Although someone vaguely heard the sound of a car last night, they thought it was Father Zhou or Zhou Lubo who had something to do, and no one thought about these two children. As a result, they didn't see anyone in the restaurant this morning. When they asked, they found out that a car was driving out at night, and the whole family was shaken in an instant. Only after a phone call did they know that they were in the hospital.
The two very capable people stood silently, as quiet as chickens.
The playful child ran up with a smile, suddenly met Zhou Lubo's gaze, shivered by the cold air all over his body, turned his head and ran down again.
Zhou Lubo looked back at them again, and said coldly: "The mobile phone is a decoration, so it is difficult to call the police? I usually watch a lot of movies and want to be a speeding hero? I will go back and find someone to make two medals, one for each of you, think Gold or silver?"
Zhou Li: "…"
Zhou Luwen: "..."
Zhou Li was a little dull.
He had a fever last night, and he was not sure if it was true or not, so he forgot about calling the police. It was Zhou Luwen who remembered it on the way, but they were almost there at that time, so they didn't call.
Fortunately, he didn't fight, because of Qian Duoshu's face-loving personality, once this matter became known to everyone, he might not be able to hold his head up in the future, but it was the first time he knew about the eldest brother of the Zhou family, in addition to being cold and reticent to talk. It also has the properties of a poisonous tongue.
Zhou Lubo said, "Is there nothing you want to say?"
Zhou Li knew the current affairs and said: "I was wrong."
Zhou Luwen followed closely: "I don't blame him, I forgot to call the police when I was nervous."
Zhou Lubo stared at them twice, feeling that his lesson was enough, and said, "It's just this time, it won't be an example next time."
The two quickly left the "interrogation room" as if they had been granted amnesty.
Qian Duoshu had already woken up at this time.
As soon as Zhou Li and the two arrived at the door of the ward, they heard Father Zhou's voice with suppressed anger: "...you can't think about the two children, those who know think you lost your job, those who don't know think that you have lost your job. It was the two children who refused to follow you and forced you to death! You are so happy, what will they do in the future?"
The two stopped and didn't knock on the door for a while.
Father Zhou pointed at the person on the bed, his hands shaking with anger.
It was the first time he saw such a useless man.
It is true that he can't understand Qian Duoshu's personal feelings, which is a bit taken for granted by bystanders, but as a father, even if he falls ill or loses his job, at least he must think about his children, rather than let it go.
But scold him, he can't scold him too harshly, so as not to irritate the other party even more.
So he turned around twice, forcing himself to swallow his anger, and sat on the chair with a stinky face.
Qian Duoshu's eyes were red, and he looked at the ceiling silently, without saying a word.
Zhou Li listened outside for a while, reached out and knocked on the door, came in and looked at Zhou's father: "I want to talk to him."
Father Zhou nodded, patted his shoulder soothingly, and went out with a sigh.
Zhou Li pulled out the chair and sat down, looking at Qian Duoshu, the latter's eyes touched him lightly and quickly moved away, some dared not look at him.
Zhou Li didn't speak, just sat there.
The ward quickly quieted down, and the two were patient with each other, as if they were going to be exhausted, with a vague sense of confrontation.
After half a day, Qian Duoshu took the initiative to speak out.
It's strange to say that this second personality obviously has no feelings for him. They have only just met, but maybe the child is too calm, or maybe the other party knows all about him. He always has a sense of solidity in front of him, and some words It came out naturally.
He said, "I... I couldn't help but get angry at the company yesterday."
Zhou Li said, "The reason?"
Qian Duoshu said vaguely: "It's about personnel matters."
Zhou Li said "um" and understood.
Yesterday, it may have been the human resources department who approached him to talk about dismissal, which stimulated him.
Qian Duoshu said hoarsely, "I smashed the office, and it feels like they all... know that something is wrong with me."
Zhou Li said, "You think too much."
Qian Duoshu shook his head: "I think they just know."
He looked at Zhou Li, "You have found your biological parents, and Xiaowen also has them to take care of them. I don't need me. I can only hold you back in my life." In the future, I will be said to have a mentally ill father."
"That's why you want to apologize, you're done?" Zhou Li nodded, "Alright, but are you all right? You called Liye yesterday, but am I him? You didn't even say a word to him, only Apologise and leave, and when he comes out and learns that you are dead, is there any other choice besides hating you more?"
Qian Duoshu covered his face with his hands, and finally burst out crying.
Zhou Li looked out the window and let out a light breath.
Having spent enough time in the hospital in his last life, he didn't like this place very much, especially for personnel matters related to life and death.
He whispered: "You know the situation of dual personality, the second personality may only appear once or twice, and will never appear again in the future?"
Qian Duoshu was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.
Zhou Li said: "It's just a disease, it's not a terminal illness. At least you have a future. I, who have no future, are still alive and dead. What are you in a hurry?"
He looked at Qian Duoshu and poured chicken soup along his mouth, "Isn't there a good saying, the pain right now is nothing, and when you live for a few more years, you'll know that more pain is still to come. ."
Qian Duoshu: "… "
Zhou Li quickly recalled his taste, realized that he was pouring poisonous chicken soup, and remained silent.
The two looked at each other a few times, and Qian Duoshu let out a breath, like a short, incoherent laugh.
Zhou Li said: "Anyway, I will save you this time, you can do it yourself."
He stood up and said, "Actually, to be honest, you are not only worried about dragging us down, you are also afraid that your son will disappoint you in the future, and that the neighbors will avoid you, so my suggestion is that when an environment makes you uneasy or painful, then Just try another one. I don't like hospitals, go."
Qian Duoshu called his name for the first time: "Little Li."
Zhou Li stopped.
Qian Duoshu opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say thank you.
But in his opinion, thanking the child for something is too nauseous to say, and the words in his mouth turned half a circle, and he asked, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Li said, "Go home and sleep."
Qian Duoshu said: "Oh, then... Then be careful on the way, go home after dinner and then sleep, don't have an empty stomach."
Zhou Li responded, accepted his implicit "thank you", opened the door and left without turning his head, looked at Zhou Luwen who was looking over, and said, "He'll leave it to you."
He could persuade him, but he didn't want to worry about what happened next.
Maybe there is a suicide note left by Qian Duoshu at home, and he is not interested in reading it.
Zhou Luwen said, "Well, go home when you're tired."
Zhou's father just went to the company, so he left his eldest son here to accompany Xiaowen, and took Zhou Li away.
Zhou Li walked out of the emergency department with his hands in his pockets, squinting his eyes in the bright sunlight.
The morning sun was dazzling with enthusiasm, the property was watering the flowers, a small rainbow was blooming in the air, the plane trees were rustling, and occasionally there were two chirps of sparrows, everything was full of vitality.
In a few days, it will be the beginning of autumn, and this summer is almost over.
Zhou Li took a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling that the blockage in his heart finally dissipated.
He couldn't help but took a picture of a flower with water droplets and sent it to the circle of friends, with the text: It's really nice to be alive.
The younger brothers all woke up and left comments and praises one after another.
Second brother: Of course it is good to live, look at the flowers of the rich and powerful family!
Third child: When do we study? I dreamed yesterday that I got a scholarship. My dad took our family to kowtow to the ancestral grave, and the head teacher also came to kowtow, and he woke me up with a smile.
Little Six: Hahahahaha
Fortune Seven: What kind of flower is this? It’s expensive, right
Zhou Li was dumbfounded by their troubles, without explanation, refreshed it, and saw a new message.
Ji Shaoyan: What's the matter
He was slightly startled, and replied with a smile: It's okay, I feel it.
Ji Shaoyan looked at the reply over there and began to think about what this "sense" was.
At this time, only after listening to WeChat, silly Baitian sent a message directly.
Zhou Li: I'm really sorry today, I'll definitely see you tomorrow.
Ji Shaoyan was unhappy when he mentioned this, but the character had to be stable, so he thoughtfully replied: It doesn't matter, you can be busy first if you have something to do, I can come here anytime.
Just after the news was sent, the special guard opened the door and came in, only to hear a "click", and put the dessert that was delivered on time beside him. He raised his head and looked at each other tenderly.
The special guard blinked and asked, "Are you still eating?"
Ji Shaoyan sighed: "I won't eat it."
Special care thought that he had been busy this morning in vain, but the guests didn't come, and he felt a little distressed, so he hurriedly went out again with dessert, lest he be in love with the scene.
At the same time, Zhou Li's message was sent again.
Zhou Li: I'll be fine tomorrow. It's settled this time. I'll go even if I get a knife.
Ji Shaoyan felt that this time it was stable, and the unease just now calmed down a little, and returned a "good" word.
As a result, the sky changed in the middle of the night. When I woke up the next day, it was still pouring rain outside.
He sat silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched, thinking that someone was a crow.
Holding the phone, he wanted to send Zhou Li "Don't come," but he was unwilling to let it go. He was hesitating, and Zhou Li found him ahead of time, and the message was very concise.
Zhou Li: See you at the hospital.
Ji Shaoyan instantly raised the corner of his mouth, and finally made a sentence: If it's so big after a while, don't come here.
Zhou Li: It's fine, you can drive slowly.
Ji Shaoyan didn't stop it, and replied: Then be careful on the road.
It was raining and it was impossible to see outside. Fortunately, this is a high-end private hospital. There is a leisure area in the lobby on the first floor of the inpatient department. If you can read books and drink tea, the two made an appointment to meet there.
Ji Shaoyan changed his clothes and went downstairs 20 minutes early. He deliberately chose a quiet and well-lit place, sat there and looked in the direction of the door. After a while, he finally saw Zhou Li.
He couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
It was still the same, the brilliance could not be concealed even on rainy days, and he had only seen it for a few days, but he felt that it had been a long time.
Zhou Li searched according to the direction he sent, and soon saw him.
This is the first time he has seen a real person. He secretly said that it is really good-looking, and he smiled and said hello: "Hi."
Ji Shaoyan evoked a small smile: "Hello."
Same, he thought.
It feels the same.
He just wanted Zhou Li's focus to always be on him.
Whether he is Erha or a human.
The author has something to say: Ji Shaoyan: But people are not as good as dogs.