Ling Song never woke up.
He heard many random voices in his ears.
Ma Taifu took off the black gauze on his head in a slump, weeping and said to him: "From now on, I will no longer be able to share your majesty's worries, your majesty, please take care."
His master Taoist Xing looked at him with compassion and reminded him again and again: "The regent is ambitious, Your Majesty must not be kind to him."
Xiao Dezi wept and begged on his knees: "Your Majesty, you should run away with your servant."
There is also Wen Che, that person has a solemn and cold face, and said: "Your Majesty has always been so indecisive and stupid, it would be better to abdicate as soon as possible to let the virtuous."
It was also Wen Che, no, it was Wen Yuanchu.
Wen Yuanchu, who was a few years old, had a stern face and frowned: "Stay away from me, don't bother me."
Twelve-year-old Wen Yuanchu helped him stop the crazy horse, and snapped: "If you don't know how to ride, don't ride. Your life is not yours alone. Why don't you cherish it?"
Fifteen-year-old Wen Yuanchu was pinching the ginkgo leaf specimen that he had damaged, with bruised veins on the back of his hand, trying his best to suppress his anger but his voice was cold: "Go away, don't come to my house again, I don't want to talk to you, go away!" !"
Seventeen-year-old Wen Yuanchu was indifferent to his confession and told him indifferently: "You are not him."
Eighteen-year-old Wen Yuanchu pressed him in the snow, kissed him wantonly, and said, "I like you."
Ling Song suddenly opened his eyes, and his brother and sister-in-law, who were guarding the hospital bed, came over, and the sister-in-law looked delighted: "Xiao Song, you're awake, are you feeling alright?"
Ling Jie rang the bedside bell and asked him, "Do you remember who we are?"
Ling Song nodded.
The couple in front of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Ling Song fell into a coma for three days.
Even the doctor couldn't explain it, it was just drowning, and there was nothing serious about it, why couldn't he wake up. Ling Jie told him that his parents had just returned, and they were here to guard: "And Wen Yuanchu, he has been guarding you for three days without sleep, and this morning I forcefully drove him back to rest."
Hearing Wen Yuanchu's name, Ling Song's throat rolled and he didn't make a sound.
The doctor came to examine him and asked him a few simple questions. Ling Song answered them one by one, and finally said: "Brother, sister-in-law, I seem to remember the past."
Ling Jie and his wife were even more delighted when they heard the words: "Really remember?"
"Well, I remembered."
He did remember everything, he was the former Ling Song, and the former Ling Song was him.
What Ling Song thought and did in the past was exactly the same as him.
They are the same person.
It's just that in the first seventeen years, he lost the memory of his previous life.
The doctor said that he still needs to do a brain CT, Ling Song's mood was waning, and there was always an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Within half an hour, his parents heard that he had woken up and rushed back to the hospital. Wen Yuanchu was also there.
The three hurried into the ward.
Wen Yuanchu had dark circles under his eyes, and his expression was tense. As soon as he came in, he stared at Ling Song. If there were no other people in the ward, he would have rushed up.
Ling Song was stunned for a moment, his eyes flicked across his face.
Mother Ling stepped forward and hugged her son, choked up and wept.
Ling Song came back to his senses and patted her on the back: "It's okay, Mom, I'm okay."
The son woke up and there was nothing serious, Ling's father and Ling's mother finally felt relieved and said a few words to Ling Song, and the sister-in-law sent them home first.
Ling Jie turned his eyes between Ling Song and Wen Yuanchu, and said, "You guys talk, I'll go to the doctor and ask."
Ling Song leaned against the head of the bed, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Wen Yuanchu stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
Wen Yuanchu's slightly heavy breathing was right next to his ears, Ling Song felt uncomfortable, and raised his arms to wrap his arms around his waist: "It's really all right."
Hugging quietly for a while, Wen Yuanchu let him go, and asked hoarsely, "Why do you want to be brave?"
Hearing the trembling in his voice, Ling Song had no choice but to say: "... I can't just leave him alone, I didn't expect to be dragged into the water, that junior high school student, how is he? Has he been rescued?"
Wen Yuanchu frowned, and said in a cold voice, "It's okay."
The junior high school student who jumped into the lake did not do well in the previous month's exam, and had seriously regressed in one subject. The teacher said a few words, and he couldn't think about it for a while, and almost got Ling Song involved.
After hearing this, Ling Song was a little speechless. Are the children nowadays so fragile in their hearts? Being told by the teacher that he would die or live, like in his previous life, he was taught by the regent every day, and he was framed and forced into a dilemma, so he couldn't seek death a thousand times
Thinking of the Prince Regent, Ling Song's heart skipped a beat, and those messy memories from the dream when he was in a coma reappeared in his mind again, and gradually became clearer.
He unconsciously picked the bed sheet under his body, not daring to look into Wen Yuanchu's eyes, hesitated for a while, and whispered: "I, remember what happened before."
Wen Yuanchu held his hand for a moment, then softened his voice: "What do you remember?"
"... I remember everything, the last time, the things I forgot after I fell into the water last time, I remember everything."
"Um."
What does um mean
Ling Song's eyes fell back on Wen Yuanchu's face, Wen Yuanchu didn't look at him, and took an apple in his hand to peel it.
Ling Song was a little disappointed.
Why did Wen Yuanchu reject him when he confessed his love to Wen Yuanchu before
Wen Yuanchu has been very indifferent to him since he was a child, but Wen Yuanchu said that he liked him before.
What does the phrase "you're not him" really mean
And what Wen Yuanchu once said, "What I think I do seems to be wrong in his eyes, and he doesn't believe me at all", what does this sentence represent
Ling Song subconsciously refused the answer that was about to come out, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to ask.
He prefers to lie to himself.
But Wen Yuanchu's silent attitude made him very uncomfortable.
What is Wen Yuanchu thinking
Wen Yuanchu handed him the peeled apple, and Ling Song said angrily, "I can't eat it again. I've been lying in bed for three days. The doctor said that I can only drink nutrient solution and drink gruel, and now I can't eat solid food."
Wen Yuanchu withdrew his hand silently and said in a low voice, "Sorry."
"What are you apologizing to me for?"
Ling Song snatched the apple from his hand, threw it into the trash can, lay down and turned his back.
Wen Yuanchu, who was behind him, looked at him silently for a moment, then stretched out his hand to help Ling Song pull up the quilt.
Ling Song closed his eyes and didn't want to say another word.
When Ling Jie came back from the doctor, he roughly mentioned a few more tests: "If the test results are all right, you can be discharged from the hospital after another three to five days of observation. Fortunately, you won't delay your studies again."
The two in the ward were silent.
Ling Jie glanced at the two of them and sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he didn't say anything.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yang and the others came to the hospital to see Ling Song, and the three of Lin Qiuyi also came with them.
Wen Yuanchu gave them the ward and went to the corridor outside.
A group of students hesitated again and again, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Wang Zide spoke first.
"Boss,... why did you fall into the lake again?"
Ling Song rolled his eyes, annoyed: "This time, I am doing what is right and sacrificing myself to save others, okay? What do you mean by this expression?"
Xia Langxing sneered at him: "The landlubber was still thinking about saving people, and almost lost himself. You are really good. If Wen Yuanchu hadn't just finished the meeting at that time, and Wen Yuanchu came to you, how could you lie here and be arrogant today?"
Ling Song didn't want to talk to him.
He knew that Xia Langxing's words were not pleasant, but he didn't mean anything malicious, but he just felt aggrieved, especially when he heard that it was indeed Wen Yuanchu who saved him, which made him even more depressed.
Lin Qiuyi pushed Xia Langxing's arm, stopped him from talking more nonsense, and asked Ling Song: "I heard that you have been in a coma for three days, are you okay now?"
"Okay, I still remember the past."
"Really?"
Everyone was amazed at this moment, asking questions one by one around him.
Ling Song was absent-minded, and dealt with it one after another. Finally, he solemnly declared: "The previous time I fell into the water was also an accident. I really didn't commit suicide out of love. You guys should stop talking nonsense in the future."
He said how could he be overwhelmed by the rejection of his confession.
That day when we blocked Wen Yuanchu in the grove, after being explicitly rejected, the bastard even threw out such an inexplicable sentence as "you are not him", he was so angry that he skipped the afternoon class and hid by the lake and cried secretly.
Falling into the water was really an accident, and it was just an accidental step on the ground.
The one who had no memory before was really a bit stupid.
Yao Nana left the ward first, and Wen Yuanchu sat outside with her hair dazed. She went to sit next to him and asked casually, "Did you quarrel with Ling Song? Your face is really ugly. You must have scolded him again because of your anger. "
There was gloating in the girl's tone, and Wen Yuanchu remained silent.
After a long time, he said: "...I lied to him, he seems to be suspicious."
"You won't be discovered by him by stepping on two boats, will you?"
"Okay, what's the big deal, just apologize if you cheated, can you still have trouble?"
Wen Yuanchu didn't answer any more.
This matter, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass.
If Ling Song knew that he was that person, would he still talk to him
... I'm afraid I'll be so frightened that I'll hide in the sky.
He dare not say.
He is indeed a coward.
At night, Wen Yuanchu stayed to keep watch for Ling Song.
Ling Song hesitated: "It's fine for my brother to stay here, why don't you go back, school starts tomorrow."
"If you don't go back to school, I won't go back to school."
Wen Yuanchu threw out this sentence and refused to leave no matter what.
In the end, Ling Jie gave in, telling him to sleep at night, not to stare all night, and left the hospital.
Ling Song had already eaten the porridge cooked at home, and Wen Yuanchu had also eaten dinner, so he went to fetch hot water to wash Ling Song's face and body.
Ling Song couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, and broke the deadlock: "Wen Yuanchu,... aren't you tired?"
Wen Yuanchu didn't stop moving his hands, and said in a flat voice, "I'm not tired."
Ling Song was in a complicated mood, and even began to wonder if he had made a mistake
This man is so nice and gentle, why would he doubt him
After scrubbing Ling Song, Wen Yuanchu turned on the TV.
Neither of them watched, but the sound of the TV in the room made it less awkward.
Ling Song's mind was still a little dizzy, lying on the bed half asleep, recalling those intermittent fragments of the past.
Wen Yuanchu sat on the other bed next to him and looked at his mobile phone.
I was restless, and often pressed it when the screen was automatically blacked out. Occasionally, when I raised my eyes, all I could see was Ling Song's thin back in a hospital gown.
After nine o'clock, Wen Yuanchu turned off the TV, said softly "Go to bed early", and turned off the bedside lamp.
He lay down. He stared blankly at the ceiling above his head. He was obviously exhausted to the extreme, but he couldn't fall asleep.
Until the sound of turning over on the opposite bed, Ling Song muttered hoarsely: "Wen Yuanchu, come and sleep with me, okay..."
As soon as the words fell, Wen Yuanchu had changed to the same bed as him, lifted the quilt, lay down carefully beside him, and embraced him.
Ling Song raised his hand and touched Wen Yuanchu's face in the dark: "Have you not slept for a few days?"
"I didn't sleep, I squinted for a while every day."
Sleeping for a while is nothing.
Ling Song thought, he has been in a coma for three days, and this person probably hasn't closed his eyes for three days.
"Wen Yuanchu..."
"Um."
never mind.
He still didn't dare to ask, for fear of hearing the most unacceptable answer.
That's good, Ling Song comforted himself, he was overthinking, it must be him overthinking.
Wen Yuanchu would not lie to him.
Even if he didn't accept his confession before, maybe it was just because he thought he was unreliable and dared not accept it
After all, he had been bluffing all the time before, and he was really quite rowdy. He said that he liked it, and it seemed like he was having fun with people.
Wen Yuanchu probably didn't believe it.
As for those inexplicable things that Wen Yuanchu said, maybe they just made up a random reason to dismiss him.
Helping Wen Yuanchu find an excuse, Ling Song felt much better and decided not to think about it anymore.
"Are you really not going to school tomorrow?"
"Let's go together when you get better, it doesn't matter a few days later."
"oh… "
"Ling Song."
"do what?"
Wen Yuanchu lowered his head, and touched his forehead with slightly trembling lips: "Don't scare me again, please."
Ling Song was speechless immediately.
He didn't do anything wrong, he just acted bravely, and no one would be able to watch someone fall into the water and remain indifferent, but he still felt guilty when he heard Wen Yuanchu say such words in such an almost pleading tone.
He seemed to have done something heinous.
"Don't be like this, I'm fine now, and I've found my lost memory back, so it's a blessing in disguise."
"Well, I promise you, there will be no next time."
Wen Yuanchu's mood gradually settled down, and he patted him on the back: "Go to bed early."
Before closing his eyes, Ling Song finally asked, "Wen Yuanchu, you won't lie to me, will you?"
"... I won't lie to you, and I won't lie to you again in the future."
Ling Song's heart relaxed, he relaxed, and fell asleep in Wen Yuanchu's arms.
Wen Yuanchu still couldn't sleep.
On the 326th day after he came back, the moment I saw him fall into the water, the heart-piercing fear seemed to emerge again. If something happened to him, what would happen to me
I have no idea.
I don't want to lose him, never again.
Even if I'm a coward and coax him and lie to him for the rest of my life, I don't want him to know the truth.
He fears and hates me. It doesn't matter if I gave you the glass of poisoned wine, as long as I am that person, he will definitely stay away.
What he likes is Wen Yuanchu, not Wen Che.
If Wen Yuanchu was Wen Che, he would not like him anymore.
Then be a liar.
sorry.