He has a cold and hard shell, but Lin Yifei knows that the more he defends with all his strength, the more painful it will be when he collapses.
Lin Yifei gently came to lie down next to him, besides being with him at this time, any words of comfort were useless.
There was the sound of Chris' shallow breathing, but Lin Yifei knew very well that he was not asleep, and must have been staring at something with his eyes open.
Chris has always been silent, but often a look, even a twitch of his eyebrows has a certain meaning, and Lin Yifei can get information from him. But now, he is like a pool of stagnant water.
Lin Yifei turned sideways slightly, hugged Chris from behind, and held his hand carefully. Only at this moment did Lin Yifei feel the coldness of his fingertips, as if all the temperature was following Mrs. Osborne's departure. And passed away. Lin Yifei foolishly massaged his fingertips, hoping that he could slowly warm up.
Before you know it, it's dinner time. George came in with a plate and put it gently on the table.
The smell of corn soup permeated the room, Lin Yifei propped up his upper body and looked down at Chris, he didn't seem to have the slightest appetite.
"Eat a little, okay?" Lin Yifei patted Chris on the shoulder, and the other party finally responded and shook his head.
Lin Yifei took the soup and sat on the other side of the bed, facing him, scooped up a small spoon and put it in front of Chris. The opponent just turned over and turned to the other side. Lin Yifei's heart seemed to be scratched by something sharp, bleeding out with pain... Chris never refused himself. What made Lin Yifei even more painful was that he didn't know how to get Chris to come out.
Two hours later, George came up to see the untouched dinner and shook his head.
It was completely dark. Outside the window is a barren landscape.
"I once lost a friend. My very good friend. He is not the kind of person who is easy to get along with in other people's eyes, but in my eyes he is the most perfect." Lin Yifei sat on the head of the bed and lowered his head Came to look at Chris, his fingers gently stroking his hair, as if trying to smooth out some deep gully.
"When someone told me that he was not in this world, I felt like I had a beautiful dream and then suddenly woke up." Lin Yifei's brows trembled slightly.
"I'm... not really strong at all, Chris. Someone asked me why I knew that my friend didn't cry when he died. I actually cried, but I didn't let others see it. I stopped crying after that, because I thought he was still alive." Didn't really leave me. Before I even fell asleep, I would think that when he comes back, I will be good to him and make up for what I didn't do before."
Chris still didn't speak.
Lin Yifei stayed with him like this, took out the books in his bookcase, and read to him. Chris didn't sleep, and neither did Lin Yifei. Chris didn't eat or drink, and Lin Yifei also accompanied him.
The whole day passed like this, Lin Yifei didn't rest or eat, sometimes he felt as if he and Chris had merged into one, and he was also bearing Chris's pain.
On the evening of the second day, George knocked on the door and said softly, "Lin, Mr. is waiting for you in the living room and said he wanted to have a word with you."
"Okay." Lin Yifei looked at Chris at the side, and followed George out of the room.
I don't know if it's because I didn't eat and didn't rest, I feel dizzy and my chest feels a little dull.
The figure of George in front of him seemed to be turning into two, Lin Yifei wrinkled his eyes, and when he stepped on it, it was like falling into an abyss...
"Lin-oh my God!" George gave his first panicked look.
Mr. Osborne, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head and stood up in shock when he saw the scene, and then rushed over, "Oh my God! Call the doctor... No! Drive now! Lin! Lin!"
Lin Yifei fell down the steps, rolling from the top to the bottom.
George tried to grab him, but it happened so suddenly that it was too late.
Chris, who was lying on the bed, heard the shout from downstairs, his body jumped up as if being pricked by a needle, rushed out of the room and stood on the stairs, what he saw made him stand there in a daze, unable to take a step out.
Lin Yifei was lying on the ground, his eyes seemed to be looking out of focus. Mr. Osborne was half kneeling there, with his left hand resting on the back of his head. When he changed hands, his left hand was covered with blood.
"Be careful... watch out for his head..."
"Is it a concussion? In case of intracranial hemorrhage..."
"Hurry up, lift him up, let's go to the hospital!" Mr. Osborne looked at the two servants who were coming, and shouted, "What are you doing there! Come and help him hold his head, George, we Get him into the car!"
A group of people are at a loss and can't coordinate at all.
Chris suddenly ran down the stairs and said to Mr. Osborne, "Keep holding his head."
After speaking, he hugged Lin Yifei and walked towards the door. The car is already parked there.
The servants in the room and George watched them to the door, sweating a lot.
The car drove to the nearest hospital. After a series of bandages and inspections, Lin Yifei was asked to stay in the hospital for observation.
"Is the child all right?" Mr. Osborne frowned. "The child fell down the stairs and bled a lot."
"That's because the blood vessel on the forehead happened to be broken, but fortunately it stopped. Judging from the film, there is no sign of intracranial hemorrhage, please rest assured."
Mr. Osborne breathed a sigh of relief, "Please help me transfer him to the intensive care unit. I hope he can receive the best care."
Ever since Lin Yifei was sent to the emergency room, Chris's fists had been clenched tightly, until he said "Don't worry", his fingers slightly loosened.
"When will he wake up?" Chris asked when the doctor turned around.
"Ah, I'm not sure about this one. It might be right away, or he might wake up after a nap. But I want to remind you that because of the concussion, he might feel sick and dizzy after waking up. "
The nurses pushed Lin Yifei to the intensive care unit, and Chris followed, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lin Yifei with his eyes closed.
That expression moved Mr. Osborne, just like the day when he found his wife who was sleeping on his shoulder had stopped breathing, he stiffened and endured but couldn't stop the trembling of his body and the rush of tears, Chris stood Watching all this blankly in front of him.
The whole night passed, until the attending doctor came to make rounds, Lin Yifei still did not open his eyes.
"Why hasn't he woke up yet?" Chris asked coldly.
The dean had already said hello, and the people in this ward must not be offended, but the cold demeanor of the young man in front of him still made him feel uncomfortable.
"There are many reasons. It stands to reason that he will wake up within today, but today has not passed yet." The attending doctor said something to the nurse next to him, then wrote something in his rounds log and left.
During the period, someone came to give Lin Yifei nutrient solution, and according to Mr. Osborne's request, they also gave Chris.
"I don't need these things."
"If you don't want to give the nutrient solution, how can you persist until the patient wakes up?" The nurse raised her voice and said exactly what Mr. Ozburn had asked her to do.
Sure enough, Chris rolled up his sleeve and stretched out his arm.
But Lin Yifei never woke up.
At noon, the nurse on duty came to change the drip and left.
At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Chris finally lost his patience and reached out to press the button on the bedside, and the nurse rushed over.
"What happened?"
"Why hasn't he woke up yet?" Chris' gaze almost killed the rushing nurse.
"... It's hard to say, maybe he will wake up in another hour? Look, the EKG is normal, maybe he just... just slept a little longer..."
The nurse was right. Lin Yifei hadn't rested all day and night. Although it was only a slight concussion, he was exhausted and fell asleep like this for a long time.
Chris was silent.
The nurse backed out.
Chris looked at Lin Yifei's peaceful eyes, which seemed to remain unchanged forever, when suddenly his shoulders shrugged.
In the whole room, except for the rhythmic beeping sound of the instrument, there was only the sound of Chris' throat choking.
"...It hurts..." Lin Yifei moved his fingertips, because Chris was too hard, he had to wake up.
"..."
Lin Yifei slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that the ceiling seemed to be turning. He subconsciously pressed his hands to his temples, only to realize that his head had been wrapped in gauze.
"Did you fall down on purpose to take revenge on me?"
Lin Yifei turned his head sideways and saw Chris, and only this guy could pinch his fingers until he woke up from the pain.
"...retaliation for you..." Lin Yifei's head slowly cleared up a little, and when he realized that Chris was talking to himself, he felt ecstasy in his heart.
"You said you once lost a friend. It was like waking up from a sweet dream. You got revenge on me for not talking to you, so you decided to make me fall from one nightmare to another, didn't you?"
"..." Lin Yifei shook his head, "No, Chris. I never thought of revenge on you or anything like that..."
"Then why did you fall? Do you think it would be funny for me to see you bleeding out there?" Chris's voice rises, with a sullen, more tinge of fear.
"I fell because... because..."
"Because of what?"
"Because I didn't eat or drink with you, I was dizzy, so I stepped on the air and fell down! Who would take his own life to take revenge on others! And to take revenge on the most important person to him!"
After Lin Yifei finished speaking, he closed his mouth.