The author has something to say: The second watch in the evening will almost end tonight.
There should be a chapter about Qizhuang Zongyuan.
The pungent disinfectant smell.
Zong Yuan's consciousness became clear, and his pure black vision gradually became brighter.
The body could not move, but the five senses began to recover.
Zong Yuan heard the voice.
"Boss, here are the documents that you need to review today."
"Put it here."
A male voice sounded, with tiredness in his voice, "Go back to the company, keep your voice down."
"Yes," the secretary whispered, "You have to pay attention to your health. The breakfast I bought for you is on the table. You must remember to eat it, otherwise you will definitely blame yourself when the second young master wakes up."
"I see, let's go back."
Zong Yuan thought to himself, big brother is an idiot, he doesn't eat breakfast when he is sick, and he thinks he lives too long
He is back.
Unable to move his body, Zong Yuan was not in a hurry, he shouted in his heart, "0046?"
No voice replied.
"Don't worry," Zong Yuan said to himself, "probably because my body is in a coma."
The sun was shining on his body, making his whole body warm. His elder brother was sitting next to him, and he could only hear the sound of typing on the keyboard and flipping through the paper.
You can also smell the subtle fragrance of roses.
Zong Yuan told himself not to think about other things, not to think about his lover, not to think about how they reunited, not to think about 0046's disappearance.
don't want anything.
It took a long time before he could feel his fingers moving. Starting from the fingers, there was a stiff pain all over his body.
This is the consequence of lying too much on the bed, Zong Yuan thought, trying to mobilize his strength to control his hands and feet.
He didn't know how long he had been in a coma.
Zongshen was processing documents when he saw his younger brother move his fingers. He was stunned for several seconds before rushing out to find a doctor, "Who is it! My younger brother is awake!"
The calm and rational CEO Zongshen completely forgot that there is such a thing as ringing the bell.
Zong Yuan was amused in his heart, he had never seen his brother in such a panic, now he can only listen to the voice to make up his mind, which is not good enough.
From the fingers to the forearm, the control of the whole body was recovering, Zong Yuan exhausted all the strength in his body, and opened his eyes.
There were noisy voices from outside the ward, and Zongshen's excited voice kept saying that my brother had woken up.
Zong Yuan tried his best to turn his head away, looked at the door, and when waiting for a group of people to come in, he smiled, "Brother, I'm awake."
After a long journey, I came home.
As soon as Zong Yuan woke up, Zong Shen was completely relieved. Zong Yuan had been in a coma for three days, and no hospital could detect the cause. Zong Shen's air pressure was getting lower day by day, and his thick hair fell out in large quantities. .
Fortunately, fortunately woke up.
The hospital wanted to check Zong Yuan's body again, and Zong Yuan asked the hospital to check Zong Shen together.
Zongshen frowned, "I'm fine. I'm much healthier than you. Go get checked."
"Together," Zong Yuan glanced sideways at his brother, "As for your irregular diet, who gave you the confidence that you are healthy?"
"Brat!"
Still compromise and follow Zong Yuan for a full body check.
The results of the two brothers' examinations were very good. Zong Yuan was weak because he hadn't eaten well for the past three days, and Zong Shen was even more amazing. His stomach, which was poured out with coffee, cigarettes and alcohol, turned out to be just a mild stomach problem.
Zongshen himself felt it was amazing that now people are more or less suffering from stomach problems, yet such a tossing person like him is actually fine.
The body is too strong.
He followed Zong Yuan to show off, "Look, be healthy."
Zong Yuan still remembered that he was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and scratched his hands. He looked at the health certificate given by the doctor and laughed, "Okay, great."
Brother, you can live for many years.
When the two returned home, Zong Shen felt that he hadn't been back for only three days, but Zong Yuan knew that he had passed several worlds.
He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar decoration and returned to his room.
It was very clean, and the bedding still smelled of sunshine.
He opened the first layer of the bedside table, and it was full of expensive cigarettes.
Get out the trash bag and put this thing in it.
Carrying this bag of things to Zongshen's room, he also opened the first layer of the bedside table and threw all the cigarettes inside into the cabinet.
One garbage bag was not enough, Zong Yuan put this bag of valuable tobacco with the garbage to be thrown away, took another bag to the study room, and threw away the cigarettes in his bookcase under Zongshen's eyes.
"Fuck!" Zongshen jumped up straight away, "What are you doing?"
"These are good things! Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them!"
Zong Yuan kept moving, opened his mouth and said, "I had a nightmare, dreaming that you smoked to death."
Zongshen looked at his younger brother with disdain, "Let me go, it's just a dream, impossible!"
Zong Yuan said again slowly, "I also smoke to death."
Zongshen's breath was stagnant, "Damn it."
Hold the pile of cigarettes with both hands and throw them into Zongyuan's bag, "Throw them all away! You dare to try smoking in the future!"
"If you smoke, I will smoke too."
"I don't smoke! There is another cabinet in the cabinet, throw it away!"
"Damn Zongshen, you fucking hid so much?"
"This is my collection."
"Do you want to give it away?"
"No, throw it away! Zong Yuan, don't try to find loopholes! Do you really want to smoke to death?"
Zong Yuan looked at the packs of cigarettes with a smile.
Start quitting smoking today.
Zong Yuan also has his own business. He and his partner opened a software company. He provides funds and his partner provides technical support.
He had a good time before, but now he has no interest. He handed over the company to Zongshen, and he himself stayed at home for two days.
The only thing I persist in doing all the time is to call 0046 and check the news of Qizhuang.
He remembered what he said.
Zong Shen handed over a stack of documents to Zong Yuan, "Who is this Qi Zhuang? Why didn't I know that this person is among the people you know?"
"I don't know who it is," Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "However, he will become your brother's wife."
Zong Shen was taken aback, "Woman?!"
"Man," Zong Yuan said, "Brother, I like chubby children. You can give birth to more children in the future. My wife wants to play."
"… roll."
The information of the person named Qizhuang in the whole city is here. Zong Yuan looks at them one by one. He is extremely fast. He only needs to look at the photos. He can always find him in the first time because of the touch that has been engraved in his heart for a long time. The Qi Zhuang I was looking for.
but.
without him.
Zong Yuan looked at the information on a table blankly, "Brother, please send the information that the whole country is called Qizhuang."
Nonsense, Zongshen just wanted to reprimand Zongyuan when he saw his younger brother's expression.
He had never seen Zong Yuan with such emotions before. Zong Shen suppressed his words, dialed the secretary's landline, "Collect information on men named Qi Zhuang from all over the country, and send them to Er Shao, as soon as possible."
Zong Yuan lay on the sofa with his eyes closed, his legs resting on the coffee table.
His brows have not been relaxed in the past few days.
He always had a premonition that he still couldn't find Qi Zhuang in the next message.
"Remember me quickly."
Zong Yuan asked his brother, "Brother, if someone says 'remember me' to you, what do you think it means?"
Zongshen was busy signing documents, "I used to know him?"
"Well," Zong Yuan said meaningfully as he tapped Erlang's leg, "I think so too."
The system can maintain the memory, who knows if he will tamper with the memory.
Zong Yuan trusted his wife more than he trusted his memory.
He stood up, "Brother, our old house and apartment when I was in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, are they all there?"
"It's all there, the key is in the study, you can look for it."
"Is everything in there?"
"It's all there."
Zong Yuan walked out in a hurry, and waved his hand, "Brother, I'm going to live in the previous place these two days, and I won't be coming back, don't worry."
Zongshen raised his head from the desk, looked at his back, and buried his worries in his heart, "Qi Zhuang..."
Zong Yuan took a large bunch of keys and moved around in various places.
He came to his room, not letting go of any clues, from every year's textbooks, to the drawers where he used to misplace things, looking for any clues about Qi Zhuang.
From childhood to now, the Zongyuan brothers have moved five times in total.
But Zong Yuan believed that with his elder brother's personality as a younger brother, he would never lose anything of him.
Countless memories of childhood flooded up with the items that were dug out. Zong Yuan searched four places without sleep, and then rushed to the old house without stopping.
When the door was opened, dust billowed up everywhere.
Zong Yuan walked into his room and opened the door.
It was the place where he had lived the longest, but it was also the place he least wanted to come to.
He flipped through the organized closet, and found a whole box of dolls from a box in the corner.
Zong Yuan looked over each piece, and saw a green gray tortoise doll.
Except for the degree of newness and oldness, everything else is exactly the same as Zongbao's favorite tortoise.
Zong Yuan put it aside and continued to look for his own Dongzi, but until the night faded and the sky gradually brightened, he still didn't find anything.
Zong Yuan sat on the ground decadently.
He couldn't remember.
If he can't remember, will he still meet him
Irritable, unwilling to think, want to smoke.
He sat in the silent room, not knowing what else he could do.
The phone rang, Zong Yuanmo picked up his face, "Brother."
The voice was extremely hoarse.
Zongshen was taken aback, and asked sharply, "Did you go out to play all night again?"
"No," Zong Yuan said, "Brother, I'm in the old house, and I didn't find anything."
Zongshen frowned, "What are you looking for?"
"Find something of mine," Zong Yuan sighed, "I didn't find it."
Zongshen snorted, "You said it earlier, I have your things here, in the attic of our house, and a few diaries of yours."
Zong Yuan's eyes widened, he got up suddenly, and walked out with the tortoise doll, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"How do I know what you're looking for?"
Zong Yuan hung up the phone, his speed became faster and faster, and he rushed home in the car.
Pushing open the door violently, "Brother, where are the things!"
Zongshen just found out, he was washing his hands, "I moved to your room."
Zong Yuan hurriedly rushed into the room.
He never remembered that he still had the habit of keeping a diary.
Zong Yuan took a deep breath, took a book casually, and the immature handwriting came into view.
He flipped through the pages carefully, not letting go of a single word.
"April 8, XXXX. Sunny.
He is hiding one thing from me.
He didn't want me to know about it.
He is a good liar.
I followed his will and said to him: 'You said you have to go back to study early every night? '
He said yes.
I said: 'I believe in you. '
I didn't tell him, I secretly asked the doctor, and the doctor said that he can only live for half a month. "
"April 9, XXXX. Overcast.
Brother looked very wrong this morning.
He looked into my eyes several times, hesitated to speak, and finally gave me a card for me to spend more happily.
Interesting, did he think I was crying
I, Zong Yuan, never cry, he must be stupid again.
not to mention.
Can this card save his life
impossible. "
Zong Yuan's hands holding the paper trembled. He didn't remember that he had written such a diary at all, and he had even known "him" in the diary.
There was indeed a problem with the memory.
But the trace left by "him" will not disappear.
Zong Yuan took a deep breath and continued to look down.
"April 10, XXXX. Sunny.
I went to that hospital again.
I found some information that his condition had successful recovery after surgery.
I found the director of the hospital, took out all my cards, and asked the director, 'Is it enough? '
The dean didn't dare to take it, he thought he couldn't succeed.
So I threatened him.
He looked at me like the bullies who bullied him looked at me.
The dean took the card, and I told him again, 'Remember to charge a certain fee with him. '
Otherwise, he will be uneasy. "
"April 21, XXXX. Sunny.
Today is his surgery day.
He's still hiding it from me.
After he finishes the operation, I must teach him a lesson.
Also, Qi Zhuang, survive for me. "
Turning over the back is a large blank.
On the last page, the insolent scribbled words appeared again.
Zong Yuan looked at this line of writing, "I saw this diary on my desk early in the morning, and after reading the first few pages, it was indeed the same as my handwriting. Who the hell is so boring, imitating Lao Tzu's handwriting and making it out?" A diary."
"But I'm not interested in seeing the end."
Zong Yuan's eyes were red.
He remembered this little thing.
Waking up one morning, he changed his clothes and was about to go out when he saw this diary on the table.
He casually flipped through a few pages, then closed them without interest.
But the handwriting on it is the same as his.
"A prank?" He said, then picked up a pen at random, wrote this paragraph at the end of the diary, met Zongshen when he went out, and asked Zongshen to throw away the diary, "Brother, what did you do?"
Zong Shen looked confused, "What?"
The young Zong Yuan tutted, "Okay, I didn't see the end, I don't remember writing this diary, throw it away."
until now.
Zong Yuan covered his eyes.
His eyes are dry.
The author has something to say: Visually, there will be another update tonight
I can't believe I'm so tired today...
The live broadcast is over hahaha, I will send it after writing