Li Nian's operation was considered a success, but he was still in a dangerous period. Whether the transplanted liver would be rejected, and whether there would be other complications in the future, all needed to be observed.
He never woke up.
This cannot be forced by manpower, it only depends on whether Li Nian still has the will to survive.
Zhong Yue was interviewed the next day after the operation, lying on the hospital bed. The hospital originally wanted to stop the reporter, but Zhong Yue only said, "Let them in, I have something to say."
He faced a room full of reporters, big and small cameras and video cameras surrounded him, Zhong Yue was impatient to listen to reporters' questions, and said calmly and straightforwardly: "My manager, Mr. Li Nian, and I have been in love for four years. Years. When he wakes up, we will go abroad to register for marriage. I hope this is the last interview for this matter. Please give my lover space to rest and don’t disturb his recovery.”
The reporters were all taking pictures, and there was no need for them to ask any more questions. All insinuating questions seemed meaningless in front of such a frank statement.
Following the live broadcast, Zhong Yue's voice resounded far away in many places, he thought, let more people hear it, let the voice spread further, maybe Li Nian will hear it.
When there was no one else, Bai Yang said sadly and enviously, "I wish I could say it like Xiao Zhong."
Shi'an originally put Bai Yang in his arms, and after hearing what he said, he lowered his head to look into his eyes.
"Yang Yang, being with me will cause you a lot of grievances."
Bai Yang was embarrassed by his serious expression, and wiped his eyes while smiling: "I'm not wronged."
Besides Shi An, he will not fall in love with anyone else. Eat salty fish to satisfy thirst, the road is chosen by oneself, how can there be love in the world that does not need to pay the price
Compared with many people, Bai Yang felt that he was lucky enough. He rested his head on Shi'an's shoulder again.
"Jin Shian, life is really short, I will never quarrel with you again."
"But I like whatever you do. I also like the way you look angry. Just please don't talk to me when you're angry."
Shi'an spoke tender words of love, and slowly brushed Bai Yang's nose and lips with his fingers.
Yang Yang is indeed brave, Shi'an thought, if he hadn't boldly narrowed the distance between them at the beginning, maybe he is still wandering in place now.
How on earth did they fall in love? At what moment did you realize that you couldn't lose each other? Is it the drunk eyes looking at the snow covered with snow on Christmas Eve, is it the Yuejiang upstairs hand in hand looking at the Chunjiang, is it the tears in Hengdian at night that cannot be restrained, or is it a love letter and a pair of plums
It's hard to express my heartfelt love, and the tender time of looking back is chaotic.
Bai Yang kept leading him forward, just like in the darkness, he held him and told him that their lifeline could be connected as one.
Love is courage and luck. The two people can finally get together, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the four words "how fortunate".
Bai Yang suddenly felt that Shi'an hugged him very tightly.
"Yang Yang, from now on we will no longer avoid people, go out freely wherever we want to go." After saying that, he looked down at him again: "Are you afraid?"
Bai Yang kissed him hard on the face, "What are you afraid of, it's enough that you like me."
Gossip is always inevitable, life is short, why should you wrong yourself for others? With a clear conscience, that's enough.
When people meet each other, there are tortures and joys. Along the way, we understand that we should cherish each other.
That's about what love means.
Zhong Yue suspended all work and only waited for Li Nian to wake up in the ward.
Not very sad, he took the guitar, and the nurses couldn't help but stop and listen as they passed by the ward. Because there will be a very beautiful piano sound in that room.
Completely different from his glamorous face, his piano sound is gentle and lingering. Sometimes it is not very tuneful, just fiddle with it casually, but it is already very touching.
Li Nian seemed to wake up naturally amidst the constant sound of the piano.
His awakening brought good news and bad news. The good news is that he's alive again, the bad news is that he doesn't remember anyone anymore.
He still remembers his work, but all his contacts, and his daily life, but love and hate seem to have been emptied from his mind.
The hospital explained that excessive blood loss before being sent to the hospital caused brain shock, but this was of no avail to everyone, including Zhong Yue.
Li Nian, who has lost his memory, looks the same as before. Occasionally he wants to touch something, but he can't think of it as smoke. He was always in a trance in the ward, as if looking for something.
Everyone wanted to comfort Zhong Yue, but Zhong Yue didn't seem to be as desperate as they imagined.
He finally waited until his next life, Zhong Yue thought.
He went to see Li Nian in the ward, and Li Nian was in a daze on the hospital bed. The moment he saw him, he was also implicitly surprised by his beauty, and asked him: "... are you my friend?"
Zhong Yue looked at him peacefully, and Li Nian also felt that he was asking too much, so he smiled cheerfully: "I'm really sorry, amnesia is really troublesome, I seem to be looking for someone, and I can't remember anything when I get sick."
This glamorous man made him feel very familiar. Maybe it's because he is so beautiful, it seems that he has engraved these deep eyes in his heart long ago.
"Who are you looking for?" Zhong Yue asked him.
"It's about the same as you, very pretty." Li Nian sized him up, "Don't think I'm molesting you, I really do."
There was still a frivolous smile on his face, and Zhong Yue believed that he was really waiting for him, but he just forgot.
Well, he finally let go of all the past.
"My name is Zhong Yue, do you remember me?"
Li Nian looked at him in surprise, "I'm lucky to know a beauty like you? Are you considering joining the entertainment industry?"
Zhong Yue held his hand, "I am your boyfriend, we used to love each other very much."
Li Nian looked at him for a long time and smiled in surprise.
"Then I must love you so much that I can't extricate myself. How lucky am I?"
Zhong Yue couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged him: "Yes, you have always loved me very much."
Tears flowed from both of their eyes and fell on each other's shoulders. It's strange, Li Nian thought, why did he cry when he saw him for the first time. And the unstoppable tears seemed to gush continuously from the bottom of their hearts, shrouded in the light of spring, like hard and fragile diamonds.
Zhang Huitong came to visit Li Nian, Shi'an and Bai Yang went downstairs to pick him up, a head got out of the car, but it was Qiao Shasha.
"Apprentice! You are so promising! The face of being a teacher has grown 18 times for you!!!!"
Qiao Shasha rushed out of the car with a flushed face, Shi'an smiled and reached out to pick her up, and when she was free, Qiao Shasha resolutely hugged Baiyang.
"I'm sorry apprentice, although you are very promising, please let me hug my male god."
Bai Yang laughed in his heart and became an idiot. In order to preserve his male god image, he could only smile commercially at the screenwriter Qiao.
My male god smiles like a picture, Qiao Shasha thought with emotion, the pinnacle of a fan's life is nothing more than writing a script for a male god and witnessing him having sex with his own eyes.
Yes, the male god's boyfriend is still her apprentice! Diao fried days.
Zhang Huitong also got down slowly from the car, and first asked Li Nian how he was.
"Already awake, just don't remember much."
Zhang Huitong felt relieved, but couldn't help but sigh. A group of people first visited Li Nian in the ward and gave him some supplements. Here Shi'an accompanied him out, sat down in the reception room, Shi'an smiled and said: "I thought you came with Mr. Shan, but I didn't expect it to be Shasha."
Zhang Hui said: "His daughter is going to get married, and Qici is at home with his wife to celebrate the wedding, and you will also come to drink the wedding." He asked again: "The second part of Qinhuai Dream, you really don't want to write?"
Shi'an looked at Bai Yang who was sitting beside him, and the two smiled at each other, "Director Zhang has made the information detailed and detailed, so I will obey. I'm afraid it won't be well written."
Zhang Huitong had no hope at first, but it was a pleasant surprise to hear him say this, "It's great if you are willing to write. Now that the funds are sufficient, our original team will produce it, and it must be better than the previous work." He drank tea: "I I heard that many directors have sent you film appointments, you have to leave Xiaobai to me, and you have to use it for me first if you say anything this year."
The old man listened to all directions, Bai Yang and Shi'an both laughed: "I must follow Director Zhang, the film appointment has been pushed."
Zhang Huitong was satisfied, "That's how it should be. Actors demand quality, and it's not enough to just make plays. If you produce one good work a year, it's better than others acting ten." He added, "I have new news here, not to follow You said, did this Bai Lusheng have a good young master?"
The topic suddenly became awkward, so Shi'an went to look at Bai Yang, who stuck out his tongue and only looked at Zhang Huitong.
Qiao Shasha interjected, "This person seems to be still alive, at least after liberation."
Both Bai Yang and Shi'an were surprised to hear that Jin Shi'an is here, indeed alive, how did Zhang Huitong and Qiao Shasha know
The two of them were a little nervous because they had ghosts in their hearts. For a moment, they thought of another person.
Zhang Huitong: "It's still Shasha who has a good mind and accompanied me to the Cultural Affairs Bureau. The person there told me that Bai Lusheng's tombstone was repaired by an overseas Chinese donated by an overseas Chinese on the eve of Hong Kong's return. He may have been He is over ninety years old, but he is in good health, able to fly, and walk without help. I counted his age, and if the people from the Cultural Affairs Bureau at that time were not mistaken, this person is probably that Jin Shian."
Bai Yang and Shi'an looked at each other, and Jin Shi'an actually survived to return to Hong Kong.
The content that surprised them was still to come, "Shasha and I went around everywhere, hoping to find the descendants of Mr. Jin, but there was no news. But the Bureau of Cultural Affairs said that last year, the United States had a phone call, asking if the tomb of the martyrs needed Repair."
The reply given by the Cultural Affairs Bureau at that time was that some companies had donated money and it was being renovated.
Bai Yang had already asked first: "Who is calling?"
As they thought, Zhang Huitong was also very emotional: "It is said that it is an old gentleman's lawyer, and the client's surname is Jin."
"Do you have an address?"
"I asked the same question, no, the other party only asked if they needed a donation, and lost contact when they got a reply." Zhang Huitong regretted, "If I can really find me, that would be great. No rumors are as good as my memoirs."
Shi'an and Baiyang were already emotionally agitated, and they recalled many past events in a flash, their vague memories were mobilized, and the momentary look at each other turned into a familiar face at this moment.
They all blurted out in unison: "In Los Angeles!"