Pavlov's dog

As the night gradually deepened, the inpatient building fell silent, and the indifferent light of the incandescent lamp made people feel chills in their hearts.After venting with Fang Wei, Zhou's mother didn't go into the ward immediately, but ran to the hospital bathroom and cried for a while before going to see her son. Zhou Ruiyun was lying on the bed in a trance. She had a loud voice and was usually unscrupulous. She wanted to scream when she entered the door, but fortunately the other party reminded her that a patient came to the ward at night, and she was already asleep at this time.

"Not asleep yet?" Zhou's mother lowered her voice and looked around, "What did you have for dinner? I was downstairs just now..." She was about to talk about Fang Wei.

"What's the matter with your eyes?" Zhou Ruiyun caught a glimpse of her red eyes but interrupted the conversation, paused and asked again, "Leaving?"

Zhou's mother didn't show any domineering arrogance in front of her adult son at all. She sat down and was very tired: "Leave."

It is a shame to cry in front of her son, but now she has nothing but her son to talk to and complain about.

"It's been decades. Divorce is not once or twice. I never thought it would become true." Zhou's mother was immersed in the sadness of divorce. Whether she is reliable or not, now that she is divorced, she suddenly becomes helpless, "What should I do?"

His mother sat in front of him and covered her face and cried. This was not once or twice. When I was a child, Zhou Ruiyun was the object of my mother's crying every time I quarreled with Zhou's father or was wronged. He was not very good at expressing, but he knew that she wanted to hear The most important is the sentence "I am still here".

And this sentence rolled down her throat several times, but before she could say it, Zhou's mother suddenly said bitterly: "But don't worry, he still has to pay for your house on a monthly basis. Don't think that you can buy it after divorce. Slap your ass and leave, the son belongs to two people, without him..."

All of a sudden, the desire to speak and the warmth that appeared were all gone, and there was only numbness and helpless wry smile left in my heart.

Zhou's mother was mentally unstable, and was chased away by Zhou Ruiyun after a while.But he has not fallen asleep, and there are too many backlogs-whether it is work, family or relationship, his life is a mess.The patient in the next bed was sleeping soundly, and his voice was soft. He unexpectedly thought of Fang Wei—the same was true when the other party fell asleep, breathing shallowly, and his body heaving and falling, quiet and serene.He doesn't have any bad habits and is very well behaved.

The cigarette butts that had been picked up were lying quietly in the trash can, while Zhou Ruiyun was lying quietly on the bed, thinking meaninglessly.It took him a while to realize what he was thinking, and he closed his eyes fiercely with mixed feelings.

The curtains on the upper floor were drawn, and nothing could be seen through the dark window.When Zhou's mother left, Fang Wei had no memory.He staggered and found a bench to sit on. At this moment, he suddenly had a premonition—maybe he would never be able to get out again.

Like a patient suffering from stomach problems, he bent himself into a bow that was about to collapse, and buried his face in his palms.

—— Zhou Ruiyun's hand?

Turns out it wasn't just dropping out.

His mind was in a mess, and it was difficult to think, perhaps because he was afraid to face it.After all, who wants to bear the mistakes that don't belong to him for no reason.

——Are you really innocent?

Another voice suddenly jumped out.

As the night approached, the nurses ran into a man who rushed in recklessly, and when they caught him, they asked the neurosurgery ward 0213, where is Dr. Zhou?At this point, isn't the doctor off work?

Several people dismissed him impatiently, only one, seeing his distraught appearance, kindly made a point.Coincidentally, Zhou Ruiyun's doctor was on duty tonight, and the door was pushed open just after the house inspection.

The young man was flustered and uneasy, and asked him what happened to Zhou Ruiyun's hand?

The doctor didn't know what he was talking about and wanted to chase him away, but Fang Wei refused to leave and asked stubbornly.After a moment of stalemate, the doctor was defeated and said helplessly in the face of his nonsense: "We are neurosurgery, and we only treat his brain. How do we know what happened to his hands?"

"Is your hand not hurt?" the other party asked.

"You..." This is completely disobedient, and the doctor is still quite good-tempered, "I don't know, I heard a few words, saying that there is an old injury, and I was injured again in a conflict with someone a while ago."

Fang Wei asked, "Can I check it?"

"Of course not."

Fang Wei's mind was confused, and he didn't realize that his request was unreasonable at all: "What kind of injury is that? Is the injury serious this time?"

The doctor rushed to rest, and dismissed coldly and mercilessly: "It's all permanent injuries, and it won't make any difference if you hurt it once or twice."

Fang Wei seemed to be poured cold water into his body, he took a step back abruptly, and bumped into the door frame with a bang.But he didn't feel any pain, he just woke up in an instant.

——It’s all permanent damage, do you still care about getting hurt once or twice?

yes.yes.

He never wanted to think about it, and he thought that he and Zhou Ruiyun were on even terms.

I unintentionally caused him to drop out of school, and he intentionally hurt my feelings-it was evened out, and there was nothing more to do.He thought so, but another thunderstorm broke the balance he had managed to build.

Zhou Ruiyun studied very seriously in school. He is smart, but he is not a gifted student. Good grades and a bright future depend on his own efforts.The sharp youthful spirit on his body is very charming, and the young Fang Wei just fell into it.

But Fang Wei had to face it now—maybe he took the sharp spirit out of the other party.

Whether he had the knife in his hand or not, he couldn't escape the blame.

For several days in a row, Zhao Yan was the first to find that something was wrong with Fang Wei, because the other party completely avoided his invitations. He asked sideways: "Is it because I showed my intentions last time that I scared you? I said , I don’t force you to give an answer immediately, even if you don’t want to, you can still be friends.”

Fang Wei replied on the phone: "No, I don't want to right now...I'm not in the mood, sorry."

"Is it convenient to say? I am willing to be the trash can that is poured out, only accepting but not vomiting."

"Sorry……"

Zhao Yan grabbed the phone, and the corners of his mouth drooped: "What is there to be sorry for, why do you keep saying these words?"

Fang Wei subconsciously said these words again: "Yes... I don't know, Zhao Yan, I'm very confused."

He was talking about confusion, but he didn't intend to confide, so Zhao Yan had no choice but to hang up the phone.

Fang was the only one staying in the house, except for work, he hardly went out these days.He couldn't be calm, couldn't act like nothing had happened.

But Xie Heng's phone call came late, but it was like thunder.Fang Wei clutched the cell phone, but didn't dare to answer it after it rang seven or eight times.

He already had an estimate in his mind, but he was hesitant to tear away the naked truth—then there was really no escape.

"Fang Wei." Once connected, Xie Heng shouted eagerly, "You now..."

Fang Wei opened his mouth and interrupted him: "Xie Heng, can I ask you something?"

Startled over there: "What?"

"You, were you..."

"May I ask you later?" Xie Heng said, "Can you do me a favor first?"

His tone was so urgent that Fang Wei was forced to stop.

"what happened to you?"

Xie Heng's voice was filled with rare pleas: "Help me to see Tan Xiyuan, please, help me to see him."

"Brother Tan?" A bad premonition suddenly rose in Fang Wei's heart, and his mind quickly flashed back. Tan Xiyuan hadn't responded to his contact recently, "What's wrong with Brother Tan?"

"Zhuang Yue...his younger brother Zhuang Yue..." Xie Heng's voice didn't sound like him at all, and it took him a long time to think of a word that was not standard but gentle enough, "I can't wake up."