The sea water in late autumn is already bitingly cold, like sharp knives that cut through the skin and penetrated into the bones.
His chest was almost suffocated by the turbulent seawater. Yun Jinshu could neither see nor hear anything. This painful feeling of drowning made him struggle subconsciously, but the tide was too turbulent. Even though he desperately wanted to get out of the water, But it was swept away by the sea again and again.
His body drifted helplessly, and his head felt heavy, but he felt that Han Jiang beside him was still holding his hand stubbornly without any slack.
The tide rolled them up and slammed them onto the rocks, then pulled them back and threw them into the air, as if they had found a rare and satisfying toy that had to be completely torn to pieces to be considered satisfied.
Yun Jinshu's physical strength could no longer support him, so he hugged Han Jiang's body with all his strength. The two seemed like vines entangled with each other to death, hugging each other tightly without any gaps.
Oh, if what you encounter in the next second is death, then at least the two of you can grow old together at this moment...
When I woke up again, my eyes were clear and the dazzling sunlight hit my body, baking my cold body temperature.
For a moment, Yun Jinshu didn't know where he was. He struggled to sit up, but all the bones in his body hurt. He groaned and fell back. At a glance, he saw Han Jiang lying next to him, closely leaning against him. .
The man's face had an abnormal bluish-white color, and his slightly thick lips were no longer half-bloody. The shirt on his body showed a strange dark brown color under the sunlight again.
Only then did Yun Jinshu realize that it was not the original color of Han Jiang's shirt, but the blood he shed that dyed the light-colored shirt into what it is now.
There was a buzz in his head. He leaned forward and his voice was so choked when he opened his mouth, "Han... Han Jiang..."
Without giving him a half-response, Han Jiang remained motionless, his body so cold that he seemed to have lost the last trace of vitality.
Yun Jinshu didn't know what to do. His palms kept shaking. He reached out to hold Han Jiang's face and gently shook his body. "Han Jiang... stop making trouble. Open your eyes and give him a reaction..."
Han Jiang's arms hung weakly, his whole body was as wet as a soaked sponge, and his chest didn't even rise at all.
Yun Jinshu was so scared. He didn't know why he was still so awake. He could only shake Han Jiang's body over and over again. His voice was so broken that he couldn't hear the tone. "You know how to lie! Get up! Han Jiang... wake up..."
"Captain! They are there! They seem to be alive!"
There was a sudden sound on the beach not far away. From a distance, a large group of police and search teams had discovered the traces of the two.
"Han Jiang, did you hear that? We are here to save you!" Yun Jinshu couldn't sit up and could only squeeze Han Jiang's hand tightly, "I have to wait for an explanation! I can't break my promise anymore... Han Jiang, you lied like this Many times, I can’t lie again this time no matter what!”
Han Jiang closed his eyes tightly and did not answer him. Yun Jinshu couldn't help but shed tears on his face. He reached out and touched the tip of his nose. There was not even a breath of breath left there...
"Han Jiang... we are saved... just hold on a little longer... hold on a little longer..."
Yun Jinshu could not make any sound at the end, and only short and choked air floated out of his throat. He slapped Han Jiang's face with all his strength and shook his body, but it was all in vain.
The man who had played with him to death was lying lifeless in front of him, without even having time to say the last word to him.
The rescue team quickly ran over and put Han Jiang and Yun Jinshu on stretchers, trying to put them into different ambulances respectively. However, Yun Jinshu grabbed Han Jiang's hand and refused to let go, "Let us follow you." Walk."
The doctor was helpless, looking at the wound on his arm and feeling frightened, "The gentleman is also injured now and needs timely treatment. What's more, this gentleman was shot. We have to operate on him immediately. You will hinder us. "
Yun Jinshu looked at him stubbornly, his always clear eyes now covered with red bloodshot eyes, "I won't bother you, let me go with him. Even if he is dead, I must be the first to see him."
The doctor looked at him strangely, as if he didn't understand what kind of hatred he had against the unknown man in front of him, so he could say such a thing.
Finally, the doctor put the two into an ambulance, and the car started to move bumpily. Yun Jinshu turned around and looked at Han Jiang, who was wearing an oxygen mask, and finally passed out from exhaustion.
From the beginning to the end, the two intertwined hands never left each other for even a moment.
***
The lights in the operating room were always on, and Yun Jinshu was sitting alone in the empty corridor, his head hanging down not knowing what to think.
It was already a miracle that he was still alive after being injured and fell into the sea, but he only suffered some soft tissue contusions and did not even have a fatal injury on his body. It was even more of a miracle among miracles.
The doctor did not dare to take his situation lightly and suggested that he undergo a comprehensive examination. However, Yun Jinshu simply bandaged the knife wound on his arm and ran to the operating room. No matter how the doctor tried to dissuade him, he remained unwavering. , just sitting there resolutely, like an unconscious statue.
At this time, the surgeon in charge suddenly came out. The nurse next to him handed over a list. The doctor put on his mask and looked at him seriously, "Who are the relatives and friends of the patient?"
Yun Jin Shuteng sat up and asked, "Yes, how is he?"
"The illness is too serious and requires immediate surgery. If you are a family member, please sign it as soon as possible."
"..." Yun Jinshu's heart suddenly sank. Only then did he realize that from beginning to end, he and Han Jiang didn't even have a relationship to make a move.
She had never been his home, let alone his love. After tearing up the invisible contract of selling oneself, he and Han Jiang would not owe each other anything.
He should have been happy for Han Jiang's death. Once this person dies, he will be free. In the future, he can completely see the past again, and live a more free and unrestrained life.
But when he thought about the man who had blocked one shot after another for him and never let go of his hand until he was about to die, Yun Jinshu admitted that he had given up. He couldn't watch him die like this, but at this moment he was like this There is nothing I can do...I don't even have the courage to have an honest relationship.
Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, the doctor became impatient and said, "Sir, have you thought about it? The life of the patient is not waiting for you. If you delay any longer, his body will get cold."
"... He is his friend, can you be accommodating?"
The doctor was probably used to seeing life and death. He shook his head indifferently and said, "Sorry, the hospital has regulations that require immediate family members or unit leaders to sign. If not, please notify his other family members as soon as possible."
After that, the doctor walked away coldly, leaving Yun Jinshu standing there blankly, in a daze and almost unable to stand still.
He staggered and leaned against the cold tiled wall of the hospital, raising his hands to cover half of his face. His heart was densely packed with thorns, and every heartbeat would pull these small wounds, and the pain would spread along the blood vessels of his body. Coming up made him breathless in discomfort.
What should I do
He asked himself questions in a low voice, but never got an answer.
Going back and forth, he and Han Jiang are just two familiar strangers. Before the law, he has no identity and can do anything for each other. Even if everyone knows that Han Jiang died for him, in the end he is still the one excluded by regulations and laws. He has no right to approach "friends" outside of China, and he doesn't even have the right to cry.
Turning back to look at the closed door of the operating room, he took a deep breath, turned around and ran out of the corridor.
Han Jiang is still waiting for him to save his life. He can leave the hospital in style, regardless of his life or death, but for Han Jiang, he may be his only hope for survival, so he cannot give up.
Even if it was to repay the debt she owed him, she couldn't give up so easily.
He hurried out of the corridor, found a public phone, took a few breaths and began to recall the phone numbers he could remember.
Because his mobile phone was broken by Dong Xu's hospital, he could only try one number after another based on his memory. No matter how many twists and turns it took to get Han Zhongtian's phone number, he would try desperately.
After calling one after another, all I got was disappointing answers. How could someone with Han Zhongtian's status be found by ordinary people so easily? He finally got his secretary's phone number, but as soon as he called, the other party heard his name. , coldly said "I know" and hung up the phone, as if he didn't take his words to heart at all.
Yun Jinshu felt extremely helpless. He had exhausted all available methods, but Han Zhongtian never showed up.
He didn't believe that any parents could treat their children so cold-bloodedly, but when he thought that something big happened to Han Jiang, and Han Zhongtian didn't show up to help him, his heart gradually became cold.
He walked back in a daze, but unexpectedly saw a crowd of people standing in front of the operating room at the corner of the corridor.
There are more than thirty of them. Standing on both sides of the corridor, you can tell from their posture that they are extraordinary bodyguards. On the bench in the center of the operating room, Han Zhongtian is sitting there leaning on a cane, with an extremely cold expression. Next to him, Several high-level officials of the hospital were standing there, saying something to him respectfully.
Han Zhongtian's expression was extremely ugly, and he glanced at the operating room and said, "Dean Li, what is the hope that my son will survive?"
Dean Li's expression froze and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Commissar Han, don't worry. We will definitely try our best to save Mr. Ling, but his injury is too serious... You'd better not hug him too much." Big hope…”
Han Zhongtian smashed his crutches hard and narrowed his eyes, "I saved him. No matter what the cost, it's just my son. Dean Li should think carefully about it."
Dean Li kept shaking his head nervously, not forgetting to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, "Yes, yes, we must, we must!"
Yun Jinshu looked in the direction of the operating room from a distance, not wanting to get any closer, so he slowly squatted down and hugged his knees tightly.
It turns out that everything was his own fault. When he called Secretary Han Zhongtian, the person on the other end of the phone must have laughed at his stupidity, right? How could a young master like Han Jiang be reduced to relying on him to save his life
Leaning against the cold tiled wall of the hospital, he closed his eyes tiredly. He couldn't get close to where Han Zhongtian was sitting. He understood the feelings of his parents very well. If Kidney Bean sacrificed his life for one, he would hate it for the rest of his life, so he just You can choose the corner position and watch the final judgment of fate from a distance.
Time passed one by one, and after eight hours, the lights in the operating room finally went out.
Yun Jinshu stood up suddenly, but his legs were numb from squatting for a long time and staggered several times. He had no time to care about this and ran quickly to the door of the operating room, but was blocked by the bodyguards.
"Let in!"
Han Zhongtian looked back at him coldly, tightened his grip on the crutch a little more, and waved his hand to the bodyguard, "Let him in."
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Yun Jinshu stumbled to the inner circle, his face extremely pale, and before he could say a word, the doctor had already walked out.
He took off his mask and showed a look of regret, "Sorry, Mr. Han... we have tried our best."
Han Zhongtian lost his balance for a moment and was about to fall to the ground. His face that was always majestic and shrewd suddenly aged several dozen years.
Yun Jinshu couldn't hear anything at this moment. He was stunned for a moment, then rushed up like crazy, grabbing the doctor's sleeve, "He... is dead, isn't he?"
The doctor was shocked by his expression, and shook his head subconsciously, "It is true that he was saved, and the bullets did not hit his vitals, but his fatal head injury seemed to have suffered a heavy impact that caused intracranial hemorrhage. He is not out of danger, and we initially judge that he is brain dead. Even if he wakes up, he may...can only be a plant."
Han Zhongtian's figure shook violently a few times, and his face immediately turned pale. If the secretary behind him hadn't supported him, he might have fainted like this.
Brain death, plant, such harsh words mean no more.
He only has one son, Han Jiang, and he can pin all his hopes on him. But now that he has turned into a plant regardless of life and death for a man, Han Zhongtian cannot accept it no matter what!
He picked up his cane and was about to hit Yun Jinshu on the head. The secretary next to him held him tightly, "Master! Calm down!"
"Why do you have to pester him!? He's ruined his whole life just to blatantly collide with you! As long as Yun Jinshu is alive for one day, he will definitely make life worse than death!"
Han Zhongzhen truly collapsed. He had never lost his composure like this before. There were few parents in the world who didn't love their children. Even if they were in conflict with each other, they would show their protective side in the face of life and death.
What's more, Han Jiang is the successor he has trained with his own hands, and the general election will be held in three days. Now all hopes have been lost, what else can he expect from a plant!
Yun Jinshu remained silent without saying a word. He lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, with a bit of a smile on his face.
He didn't look at Han Zhongtian, just stared at the closed door of the operating room and murmured, "I knew I couldn't die, and I finally kept my promise."
Han Zhongtian went crazy. He raised his hand and grabbed the pistol from the waist of a bodyguard next to him and was about to blow Yun Jinshu's head off. The secretary next to him grabbed him with all his strength and said, "Master! You can't do anything to him!"
"Don't forget who the young master became like this for. If he dies, the young master probably won't be able to live alone! Keeping him may be helpful to the young master's condition. If he dies, the young master may not wake up for the rest of his life. Got it!"
The secretary's words made Han Zhongtian calm down. He looked at Yun Jinshu, who was standing there with a numb and dazed face, and threw the pistol to the ground angrily. After thinking about it, he realized that he was too rude.
In a public place like the hospital, he couldn't do anything to Yun Jinshu, not to mention the secretary's suggestion was not unreasonable. He had to make Han Jiang wake up, so Yun Jinshu couldn't move yet.
He glanced at Yun Jinshu sternly and touched his chest, "Yun Jinshu, you'd better be considerate. If Han Jiang dies, let him pay for it immediately."
After saying these words, Han Zhongtian left with a large number of horses, leaving Yun Jinshu standing there blankly, closing his eyes silently.
He should be satisfied with this ending. Han Jiang is now just a living dead. He can no longer affect his life. Even such retribution is not refreshing enough. It is best to let him pay with his life to truly end it. The fate of these two lifetimes.
But... thinking about life and death, Han Jiang would rather lose his life than abandon him. How could he fully repay such deep love
***
It was late at night, and City S, which had been raining heavily for four days, finally cleared up. A crescent moon hung high in the dark night sky, emitting a bright light.
The shadows of the trees reflected on the window of the ward, and also on Han Jiang's bloodless face.
Yun Jinshu opened the door and walked in. There was nothing to stop him along the way. The bodyguards guarding the door saw him coming to cooperate and left. Maybe Han Zhongtian listened to the secretary's words, so he could walk to the ward unimpeded.
"...Han Jiang."
He opened his mouth and called his name softly, but of course he ignored him.
Yun Jinshu put the cooked rice porridge on the cabinet in front of the hospital bed, pulled up a chair and sat next to it. Looking at Han Jiang's handsome but lifeless face, he whispered, "I brought the porridge, but I always The kind you drink with kidney beans, it’s still hot, do you want to drink it?”
"..." Han Jiang remained silent without any reaction.
Yun Jinshu didn't pay much attention to it. He helped him pull the quilt and continued, "Dong Xu is dead. He was shot dead on the spot by the police. The Dong family has also been implicated because of this matter. Now there is no competitor in the election. As long as he wakes up The entire S city is probably affected."
"Are you happy? It turned out to be Dong Xu's disposal for the general election, but now that he's dead, he finally got what he wanted."
Yun Jinshu raised his hand to comb Han Jiang's hair, with a very quiet look on his face, "I have learned how ruthless Dong Xu can be. He tied him to a granite block and threw him into the sea. He could have come to rescue him, but he didn't. You just threw it away as a shield for Wen Zeyun, why are you willing to save your life and end up like this, huh?"
"I don't understand the feeling of inexplicable hatred, and have you ever thought about it? Why do you still fall in love with a murderer after killing him with your own hands?"
Yun Jin wrote very slowly, without any fluctuations in his voice, but his eyes were a little red, "Han Jiang, why don't you die? What's the point of living half-dead in this life? Isn't it very powerful? In the previous life, you were so fooled , what kind of fool do you want to be in this life!"
Yun Jinshu laughed silently and said intermittently, "Han Jiang is so awesome. He patted his butt and went to bed. He left all the mess behind and told... Yun Jinshu doesn't love him! Even if he died, it would be the same!"
"Never loved..."
Yun Jinshu didn't know whether to lie to others or to himself. He grabbed Han Jiang's collar and shouted, his eyes were red, "Don't think that you feel guilty just lying here without saying a word! You won't stay here forever, one day you will I'm tired, I don't want to be entangled with him anymore, I will find a better life, maybe it's Gu Yan, or maybe it's a girl... Anyway, it won't be the case."
"Are you not willing to give in? In order to become a living death and not get any fucking benefits, are you crazy? Then get up! Open your eyes and look, don't lie here like a fucking wimp Stay!"
Yun Jinshu's voice was very loud, echoing in the empty ward. After the sudden silence, he couldn't help but sob.
"Either get up or die... Stop torturing..." He pulled Han Jiang's quilt and lowered his head, his voice intermittent.
"Let's start over. As long as we wake up, no matter what happened before, we are willing to be together, okay?"
After Yun Jin finished writing these words, tears fell into the sheets.
After a long time, he fell asleep lying on the bed tiredly. A pair of invisible big hands hugged him tightly from behind, as if he didn't want to waste any time. He nodded gently and his voice was hoarse.
"good."
The author has something to say: Han Jiang: Director Xue, why do I only have one line in the whole scene, I am Nanzhu Gong! !
Mou Xue: Egg butt... ==You have to ask the screenwriter about this
Han Jiang: Damn! Aren’t you the screenwriter? Cheating! fall(#`')
PS: Thank you for Mozart’s troubles and Feng Qiyue’s rocket launcher.
Thank you Ye Ziwai, kingfly01, LOVEADAMLAMBERT, Chimera, Time Gone, and Aki for throwing the mines
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