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It was almost three o'clock when I lay down completely quietly.

It's been two months since the last time I slept on this bed, obviously I haven't grown up, but I still feel that the bed is too small.

Jian Zixing pulled the corner of the quilt and turned over, trying to close his eyes.

The clock was ticking, and after a while, he suddenly lifted the quilt in annoyance, got up and opened the bedroom door a crack.

Someone lying motionless on the sofa opened his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"I thought you were asleep." Jian Zixing said.

"The sofa is not for people to sleep on." Zhong Chen sighed, "Although I am poor now, it's not a bragging rights. I can dance ballet on the bed I sleep at home."

Jian Zixing moved half of his body away with a blank expression, "Now you dance a piece of ballet on my bed, and if you dance well, I will change the bed for you."

Zhong Chen hugged the blanket and sat up, couldn't help laughing, "You can't sleep?"

"Hmm." Jian Zixing lowered his eyes, "It's a bit hard to imagine talking to Li Jingyi."

Zhong Chen walked over pulling the blanket, "If you really don't want to, let's think of another way."

Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows, "What way?"

Zhong Chen sat down on his bed, "Have you asked how much the private recuperation costs?"

"It starts at 30 a year." Jian Zixing sighed, "This is still the price in a small broken city. Next year, I will go to Q Da to pick up my dad. The starting price is 60 to [-], and I have to wait in line."

Zhong Chen choked when he heard the words, and swallowed back the idea of ​​selling oily noodles that just came to his mind.

"Actually, my dad has savings, plus the money I've earned from playing games over the years, it can last for half a year." Jian Zixing came over and sat next to him, looking around the hut with his legs crossed, "If the house is sold, it can still last A year and a half. But I don't want to, and I don't want my dad to open his eyes and find that he has nothing."

"And your precious son." Zhong Chen looked at him.

Jian Zixing reluctantly held the corner of his mouth, "Wouldn't that be even worse."

Zhong Chen couldn't hold back his laughter, and after a while, his black eyes stared at him quietly again, and he raised his hand to breathe on his head.

"The claws are not chopped." Jian Zixing looked indifferent.

There was no light in the room, it was dark, and the two of them sat together to figure out a way.

"I think this vegetative person, if he hasn't woken up after a year or two of recuperation, there may be no need to burn money." Zhong Chen said the truth in a low voice, "Or just burn the boat and put it on the bed first, and you can make some money in the meantime I'll talk about it later, I always feel human, don't think too much too far, how do you know you won't win the lottery when you go out tomorrow?"

Jian Zixing looked over blankly, "So the idea you gave me was to buy a lottery ticket?"

"It's not buying lottery tickets, it's winning lottery tickets," Zhong Chen said.

Jian Zixing raised his foot and kicked him on the leg, "Don't call your name Zhong Chen, you should be called Zhong Lottery."

Zhong Chen kept laughing, Jian Zixing was so angry that he pulled the quilt to lie down, kicked him, "Go to sleep."

Zhong Chen didn't move, and after a while he lay down next to him with a shy face, pillowing his arm, "Why don't we do business."

"What business?" Jian Zixing asked.

"We can open a milk tea shop in front of the school. Selling milk tea is very profitable." Zhong Chen said with a finger, "Look, we hire someone to look after the shop. We usually fool them into buying milk tea and wait for them to drink one by one." Become a big fat man, I will make some weight-loss drugs and sell them."

Jian Zixing was shocked.

"Are you still a person?" He widened his eyes, "We are all classmates."

"What's wrong with my classmate." Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, "Firstly, he didn't force him, and secondly, he didn't rob him. Jianghu routines are so deep, and fools fall for it."

"What about the money?" Jian Zixing said with a serious face.

"It's on me." Zhongchen said, "It's 20 to [-], I don't care at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Zixing slapped his forehead with his hand.

"I don't have a fever." Jian Zixing muttered, turned over in annoyance, and muttered: "The brain that can score more than 100 points in the test is really different."

……

A messy night.

Jian Zixing didn't know what time he fell asleep. He dreamed that Zhong Chen was holding a cup of milk tea added with obesity hormones to Gao Ang. He was anxious to stop him, but Gao Ang seemed to have lost his mind. People double in size, no matter how you call it, you just don't let go.

In the process of grabbing the milk tea, Zhong Chen pounced on him and started shaking him crazily.

"Be sober! Give him milk tea and your dad will be saved!" Zhong Chen yelled in his ear.

Jian Zixing was almost vomited by him, and his soul went out of his body. After a while, he suddenly felt the voice in his ear become real again.

"Peppa is up!"

"Wake up—cute Xing Xingxing? Get up!"

The body was shaken violently.

Jian Zixing opened his eyes suddenly, and the room was blindingly bright white. Zhong Chen sat cross-legged next to him wearing a vest, shaking him before he could stop.

Jian Zixing stared at him blankly.

Zhong Chen raised his mobile phone, "Someone called you four times in 5 minutes, and they seem to be in a hurry."

Jian Zixing's heart trembled suddenly.

The moment the phone was snatched away, it started to vibrate again, it was Xu Mingbai.

Xu Mingbai defended his project this morning.It's almost ten o'clock now, this time will make him crazily call himself...

With his heart hanging in his throat, Jian Zixing pressed the answer button, then put the phone to his ear with trembling fingers.

"Hello." He heard a hoarse voice, and then he felt a burning pain in his throat.

Zhongchen ran out and found two bottles of mineral water, came back, and threw one bottle into his arms.

But he didn't bother to drink water.

"God, you finally answered the phone. I'm going to die of anxiety." Xu Mingbai seemed to be running, "I still have 10 minutes to go in and answer. I can finish it at eleven o'clock, and then I will return to City H immediately, and I will be at your house in the evening!"

"What's wrong?" Jian Zixing was at a loss, the sun was shining, he raised his other hand to cover it, and then Zhongchen stood in front of him, blocking the glare of the sun for him.

"I just heard about what happened last night, and you didn't answer the phone. I was so scared to death, I thought you were going to commit suicide." Xu Mingbai said while running, "Go to the hospital quickly, my classmate said that your father has made progress!"

"What?" Jian Zixing moved instantly, patting all over the bed with his hands, Zhong Chen quickly threw his socks over, so he put one hand on his feet without saying a word.

"What do you mean by making progress? Are you awake?" Jian Zixing shouted as he staggered and ran out.

"It's not waking up, it's MCS. You go to the hospital now, go directly to the doctor in charge." Xu Mingbai said, "Don't worry, Zixing, it's a step forward anyway, don't worry, I'll finish my defense I'll go back and find you."

Jian Zixing didn't even bother to say thank you, hung up the phone in a hurry, went out of the house and went downstairs, and rushed to the street only to realize that he had left Zhongchen at home.

A whistle behind him.

Zhong Chen chased after him, "Hey, can you do it? From talking in sleep to sprinting [-] meters seamlessly, do you think you are the Flash?"

Jian Zixing stared while running, "What nonsense!"

"Gao Ang, don't drink milk tea!!" Zhong Chen roared, and then coughed wildly with joy, "I almost made you laugh to death."

Jian Zixing was speechless, but Zhong Chen ran wildly beside him, feeling a little more at ease.

The sun was particularly strong, and there were very few people on the street, only the two of them running side by side.

"Is it still the hospital?" Zhong Chen turned his head and asked.

His head was a little sweaty, shiny.The scar also became lighter under the strong light, and the whole person looked soft.

"Hmm." Jian Zixing nodded.

"Then I'll take a shortcut for you." Zhong Chen whistled, turned into the hidden alley on the right, swung his left hand in the air, "Follow me!"

Jian Zixing froze for a moment, then immediately chased after him.

The terrain of this old city is intricate.Jian Zixing hated cramped and dark places, and never walked in alleys since he was a child.

He was simply too surprised. Zhongchen probably knew the way better than the stray cats in this area. He ran wildly in the wind. Jian Zixing followed and ran completely lost, until he walked out of the alley to the side of the road. When he looked up, The hospital is just opposite.

"Are you awesome?" Zhong Chen turned his head to look at him, his forehead sparkling.

Panting heavily, Jian Zixing put his hands on his knees and asked, enduring his sore throat, "Why don't we take a taxi?"

The smile on Zhong Chen's face froze.

"Did you originally want to take a taxi?" Confusion appeared on his face, "Didn't you just go downstairs and run?"

"I want to take a taxi on the boulevard, and taxis generally don't come in." Jian Zixing said.

Zhong Chen: "..."

The street outside the hospital was noisy, the two stared at each other for a long time, and then Jian Zixing suddenly became happy.

Panting, he stood up straight, wiped the inexplicable moisture from the corners of his eyes, and bumped Zhongchen with his arm, "Hey, I really admire you."

Zhong Chen also grinned, and said as he walked across the road, "How cool, this is called urban parkour, and it will help you relieve the pressure of meeting the doctor soon."

"It's just a moment of pleasure." Jian Zixing curled his lips, calmed down a little and followed.

Sweating all over, with the vest stuck to his body, he went into the hospital lobby and was slammed by the air conditioner, making his temples thump with cold.

Jian Zixing clearly realized that he had a fever, but his mind was clear.

"This way." He could even tell the direction accurately, "Don't go to the ward, go directly to the doctor."

"Come on." Zhong Chen followed, and the two of them strode in. Zhong Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed his shoulder again.

"Are you nervous?" Zhong Chen asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Jian Zixing took a deep breath, stood at the door of the consulting room and said in a low voice, "It's a blessing, not a curse. A disaster can't be avoided."

Zhong Chen nodded and knocked on the door for him.

Jian Zixing sat down opposite the doctor, and Zhong Chen stood beside him, with his arm on his shoulder.

"How is my dad?" Jian Zixing asked.

"Don't worry." The doctor said in a gentle tone, "Let me explain to you first."

"Post-traumatic vegetative state, if it doesn't improve for a long time, it will be judged permanent. But your father took a small step forward this morning, from a coma to a minimally conscious state, which is what we often call MCS."

The doctor released the NMR results just now and pointed them to Jian Zixing, "The better ones can use gestures or simple language, and the worse ones only have partial reflexes according to fate. Your father had eye tracking this morning, which is a close one." kind of, but overall it’s a step forward.”

Zhong Chen squeezed Jian Zixing's shoulder tightly, "So it's getting better?"

Jian Zixing stared fixedly at the doctor.

"It can be said that." The doctor smiled, "MCS may be a transition period, but it may also stop here permanently, but now we choose to be optimistic."

"What's next?" Jian Zixing asked.

"The transfer of the ward is normal." The doctor bowed his head and signed, "but you need to add an escort. It is best for you to come once a week to talk with your dad. There may even be crying and laughing at this stage. Continue to stimulate, maybe you can push Your dad will go one step further."

Zhong Chen felt the shoulder he was holding tremble.

Jian Zixing lowered his head, and Zhong Chen bent down and whispered in his ear: "Did you hear that, Uncle is awesome, he took a step forward secretly."

After a whole day of busy work on transferring to the ward, Zhong Chen followed Jian Zixing's buttocks to beat him up.

It's also quite miraculous, people who were motionless yesterday seem to be a little more angry today.Looking carefully, there is no difference from yesterday, but the whole feeling has changed.

Jian Zixing was very calm, communicated with the doctor, signed countless forms, and then swiped his card.After the doctor left, he cleaned the ward again, adjusted the angle of the curtains so that the sunlight was just at the end of the bed, and even sent a bunch of sunflowers to be placed at the end of the bed.

Zhong Chen sat on the hospital bed beside him shaking his legs to watch him do all this.

"How do you feel?" He couldn't help asking.

"It's not very good to say." Jian Zixing's voice was very hoarse, "It seems like a dream, and I don't know what the future will hold, but there is always a little rush."

He helped his father adjust the pillow, sighed softly, and looked up at Zhongchen in a daze, "I'm even a little dazed, I don't know if it's a dream or something. Just... overnight, it's very unreal."

Zhong Chen jumped down from the hospital bed, and stretched out his hand to wrap around his neck tightly.

"Why?" Jian Zixing opened his bloodshot eyes.

Zhong Chen carried him into his arms, "Is it true?"

Jian Zixing sighed.

"Is it really unreal?" Zhong Chen was still working hard, and grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, "You feel it."

"What do you feel?" Jian Zixing asked.

Zhong Chen said, "My heart is beating."

Through a thin layer of fabric, the heartbeat in the chest is really easy to feel.

A young boy full of vigor, his heartbeat is extraordinarily strong, pounding.

Jian Zixing withdrew his hand, "I feel it."

"That's right." Zhong Chen hugged his shoulders with a smile, "Look, I'm still jumping up and down, joking with you. Don't be so preoccupied, you underage pig. Didn't the doctor say that I'm already moving forward! You don't have to ask Li Jingyi anymore! Are you happy?"

"It's a little bit." Jian Zixing breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help touching his father's hand again.

"Maybe your dad has a sense too." Zhong Chen said, leaning on his shoulder, "I was afraid that you would bow to your golden dad, so I ran a step forward."

"But maybe my dad doesn't care that much about my feelings." Jian Zixing said with downcast eyes.

Zhong Chen patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Whether you care about you or not is another matter. This is a duel between the biological father and the adoptive father, a contest between men."

Jian Zixing raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

This guy Zhongchen is poisonous, let him talk about such a serious matter, it seems like a child's play.

"Let's go eat!" Zhong Chen carried him outside, "I'm starving to death, I've been tossing with you all day, no breakfast or no lunch, Hu Xiujie just called me and scolded me, I can tell that I'm weak."

"Ah." Only then did Jian Zixing remember, "Why don't you order takeaway, don't you still have more than 200?"

Zhong Chen sneered, "Listen to what you said, I have worked for you for so many days, and I only earn so little money, you still want me to bring you some takeaway?"

Jian Zixing was confused, "I didn't agree to take care of your food. Why do you make money and not eat?"

"I invite you to eat hot pot!" Zhong Chen said with a grimace, "Next time, what will you eat this time?"

"My friend should be here soon." Jian Zixing said, "Let him fix the place, wait for me to get the little crab."

The trolley case he brought before was still there, and Jian Zixing put the little crab in the case, and put a pile of clothes that his father couldn't wear on the side.

"Don't let him stay here with your dad?" Zhong Chen asked.

"We're going to start playing games and make money." Jian Zixing said, "I'll take a discarded little crab N-dot zero to fool my dad and it's over. Anyway, his Chinese teacher doesn't understand, so he can't tell the difference."

Zhong Chen couldn't hold back his laughter, and put his arms around Jian Zixing, "I find you very interesting."

Jian Zixing walked out carrying the suitcase, top-heavy.After walking two steps, Zhong Chen took over the box and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

"You are at least 38 degrees, my friend." Zhong Chen said with a serious face, "Can you still hold it?"

"It's okay to have a meal." Jian Zixing felt that his breath was hot and his head was swollen, but he said, "I am very relaxed now, and it will be a piece of cake for a while."

"That's fine." Zhong Chen smiled and put his shoulders on his shoulders, "If you lie down later, I'll carry you back."

"I'll pay you another eighty." Jian Zixing said in a nasal voice, "I'll treat you to dinner every day from now on."

Xu Mingbai was still in the taxi, and he ordered a pork rib stew pot nearby, and let the two of them go there first.

After entering the store, the waiter said that it was a private room, and the pots were all ordered, and asked what side dishes to add.

"Let me see." Zhong Chen took the menu and pointed to Jian Zixing, "This one is half-conscious."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jian Zixing glared at him, and after sitting for a while, he felt tired again, as if all his strength had been taken down by someone, so he had to lie down on the table.

"Is this a pot for 4 to 6 people?" Zhong Chen asked.

The waiter smiled, "Yes, I also added a serving of hairy crabs."

"Hairy crabs are what I want to eat." Jian Zixing breathed out the heat and raised his hands, "I have to add them every time I come."

"Oh." Zhongchen nodded, and at a glance, all the meat had been added. He looked at it for a long time, but it was useless, so he had to return the menu to the waiter, "That's it."

The waiter walked away with the menu, Jian Zixing lay on the table and closed his eyes to rest his mind. After a while, Zhong Chen stabbed his arm again.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zixing opened his eyes.

Zhong Chen frowned, "How old is this Xu Mingbai? He looks like your brother."

"It's my brother." Jian Zixing yawned, "He's already a postdoctoral fellow. I can't remember how old he is, but he's much older than me anyway."

"Oh." Zhong Chen nodded.

Just as Jian Zixing closed his eyes, Zhong Chen stabbed him again.

"Hey, hey." Zhong Chen called out in a low voice, "Don't sleep yet, wake up, wake up."

Jian Zixing opened his eyes weakly, showing an expression that you better be busy.

"The nurse in the hospital was also found for you?" Zhong Chen asked while thinking, "Last time one night, you told me that your friend helped keep an eye on the hospital, was he also?"

"Yes." Jian Zixing pouted, "I didn't have many friends."

Zhong Chen asked again, "What does he look like? Do you have a photo?"

Jian Zixing took a deep breath, sat up irritablely, and stared at him.

"What's wrong with you? Are you from the census? I'll eat your food later!"

"That won't work." Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, very horizontally, "I have to ask and understand before I eat, I don't want to eat when messy people invite me to eat!"

"You're just sick." Jian Zixing scolded while flipping through his phone.

Xu Mingbai seldom posts photos. He searched Xu Mingbai's circle of friends for a long time before finding a tourist photo taken by Xu Mingbai when he went to the snow mountain more than a year ago.

"Here." Jian Zixing threw the phone on the table, "I don't know who is the smart one."

Zhong Chen took a look at it, settled down, and then threw the phone back.

"It's a fat man." He commented with his mouth curled up.

After a while, he suddenly laughed again, and poured a cup of tea for himself and Jian Zixing.

Jian Zixing leaned on the table and squinted at him.

"You discriminate against fat people?" Jian Zixing asked hoarsely.

"No discrimination, no discrimination." Zhong Chen took a sip from the small teacup and smiled, "I like fat people the most."