when you look at me

Yuan Yiping was speechless for a moment.

He didn't know how to answer Chen Shuo's words like this - yes, I have a cold - is that so?

Just calmly answer Chen Shuo's question?

But a few seconds ago, what Yuan Yiping said was obviously Yuan Yizhi, Yuan Yiping felt his chest trembling, and a voice almost burst out——Chen Shuo, how could you do this, how could you, go to my brother’s grave during the day, and talk to him at night Others go to bed.Don't you think of Won Yi Ji's lips when you kiss that person?Don't you think of Won Yi Ji's face at the moment of orgasm?On the soft bed in the hotel, are you not afraid to think of how cold Yuan Yizhi's tombstone is?Chen Shuo? !

Although ten years have passed, but ten years ago, this person Yuan Yizhi existed in a real and concrete way. You kissed and fell in love, how could you - when all these did not exist?

I ask you how you can visit Yuan Yizhi's grave during the day and sleep with someone else at night.

You said lightly to me: "You have a cold, don't you?"

Chen Shuo, how can you say it? !

"Yiping?" Chen Shuo walked up to Yuan Yiping, bent down and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Get out," Yuan Yiping felt his chest was heavy and he couldn't breathe. He tried his best to growl, "Chen Shuo, get out."

However, the back of Chen Shuo's hand was pressed against his forehead.

"You have a fever," Chen Shuo withdrew his hand, "Where is the thermometer?"

Yuan Yiping didn't speak, but felt dizzy, saw Yuan Yizhi's face for a while, saw Chen Shuo and Yuan Yizhi kissing for a while, and saw Yuan Yizhi's tablet for a while.

"Yuan Yiping!" Chen Shuo grabbed Yuan Yiping's arm: "Go to the hospital, your temperature is too high."

hospital.

Ten years ago, Yuan Yizhi was lying in the intensive care unit of Gancheng No. [-] Hospital, with many plastic hoses inserted into his body. A tall and strong man like Yuan Yizhi shrank into this appearance.His chest rose high and fell quickly, ha-ha-ha-the rhythm of his chest rising and falling was very regular.It turns out that the sound of the ventilator is this, ha-ha-ha-

God of death, Lord Hades, or other gods, are you sneering?

17-year-old Yuan Yiping stood in front of the hospital bed, staring at Yuan Yizhi.No, no, this is not Yuan Yizhi - what is this?Thin arms and legs like sticks, exaggerated undulating chest, plastic hoses one by one—my brother is not like this.My brother is 1.8 meters and eats four bowls of rice in one go. My brother is not like this.

The hospital, the hospital is a huge scam. We were deceived the moment we entered the hospital. This is a mental aggression. The sigh of the doctor and the gaze of the nurse are all weapons of aggression. Even the green walls are painted gray The light tubes are all weapons, forcing the people present to accept the trial unconditionally.Yes, that's how Yuan Yizhi was judged.

"Yiping," Chen Shuo wrapped Yuan Yiping's arms around his shoulders, and lifted him up with great effort: "Be good, let's go to the hospital."

"No," Yuan Yiping said hoarsely, "I won't go to the hospital."

"If you don't go, there will be problems with burning," Chen Shuo panted and led Yuan Yiping to the door: "Can you stand still? I—"

"I'm not going to the hospital!" Yuan Yiping broke free from Chen Shuo suddenly, his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

There were tears streaming down her cheeks, wet.

"I'm not going to the hospital."

This is the last sentence Yuan Yiping said to Chen Shuo on this day in his memory.