I don't want to work hard

When Wang Biqing returned to the ward today, she saw Ding Lin sitting by the window alone, looking out of the window as if in a daze, not even noticing that she had come in.

"What are you thinking about? You look so bad, did you encounter something unhappy in the rehabilitation center today?" Wang Biqing asked worriedly.

"No." Although Ding Lin categorically denied it, his expression clearly told Wang Biqing what he was hiding.

The sun outside was gradually setting, without the heat of the sun, and even the wind that was blowing was a bit chilly.Wang Biqing went over to close the window for Ding Lin, and then saw Ding Lin holding a book in his hand.

"So you were reading a book. Seeing your distraught appearance, you can't be reading a book, are you?"

Seeing Ding Lin's reaction, Wang Biqing frowned worriedly.The doctor also reminded her before that in addition to physical rehabilitation for patients at this stage, the most important thing is psychological counseling. After experiencing such a big change, many patients often enter a psychological dead end and cannot get out. Affect the recovery effect, and even commit suicide in severe cases.

"After going through such a great ordeal, it's normal for you to be unable to accept it for a while. Even the doctor said that you should think about it. After a while, you will be able to return to the way you were before." Ding Lin felt that his condition was not right. , Wang Biqing immediately became alert.

"Oh, don't read these messy books. Tell mom what you want to read, and I'll bring it to you. Linlin, you have to believe in yourself, and don't let your imagination run wild." Wang Biqing took it away as she spoke. After leaving Ding Lin's book, she wanted to criticize this book that made her son think wildly, but was stunned.

The author who wrote the messy book himself expressed shame.

"Actually, I didn't write anything messy in this book." Of course, Wang Biqing also knew that this book was not suitable for Ding Lin to read, "Ding Lin, where did you get this book?"

"Sister Xiaoxiao gave it to me, she is your book fan." Ding Lin said.

"Hey, I stayed with you when you were in a coma. I wrote this book because I was bored, and it has no other meaning. Don't take it to heart, son." Wang Biqing hurriedly stuffed the book into the drawer embarrassingly. , "If you are bored, tell mom that I will bring you something else to pass the time tomorrow. Now the doctor also said that you can use electronic equipment appropriately."

Ding Lin shook his head with a look of lack of interest.However, Ding Lin did not show any objection to Wang Biqing confiscating his book.

Abnormal, really abnormal.

Seeing Ding Lin's indifferent attitude towards world affairs, Wang Biqing became more and more worried. When the word "depression" suddenly floated in her mind, Wang Biqing finally panicked, and hurriedly took out the book and returned it to Ding Lin. Lin.

"Hey, Mom didn't mean to let you watch it. Since you like it, then watch it. Of course, don't take it seriously. It's all just stories made up by Mom out of boredom. Don't be influenced by it."

Ding Lin looked down at the book that had returned to his hand again, and said calmly: "Mom, I haven't actually read this book yet."

"Oh." Wang Biqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, I know the stories in this book very well. I don't understand what's going on." Ding Lin looked at Wang Biqing with a troubled expression.

His mind is in chaos now, and he is in pain, as if he had a long but absurd dream, which has exhausted all his energy.The familiar scene and story kept rolling in his mind, intertwined with various memories, almost making it impossible for him to tell which ones were real and which ones were fake.

"Hey, so that's what happened. Of course you will know. When you were unconscious, I completed the creation of this book in this ward. At that time, the most enjoyable thing every day was to read it to you after writing it. Listen, I didn't expect you to hear it when you were in a coma!" Wang Biqing's heartbeat accelerated with excitement, and she never thought that the expectation of more than a year would come true.

"Is that so?"

"It must be so!"

"However, I clearly remember every episode, as if I had experienced it personally. I remember everyone, as if they were standing in front of me alive."

"So, as I read it to you, you dreamed of this story in your dreams."

Wang Biqing tried his best to give Ding Lin a reasonable-sounding explanation. Although Ding Lin still frowned and couldn't accept it, he couldn't find any other more suitable explanation.

It can't be that he traveled to the novel when he was in a coma, and then experienced it all again?

It's just ridiculous.Even he himself did not believe this statement.

After being confused for a long time, Ding Lin finally accepted Wang Biqing's explanation.

So Ding Lin told Yang Xiao about this discovery.

"Is what you said true?"

Ding Lin nodded earnestly: "It's just my own experience. I can swear to God that I didn't lie. Otherwise, there would be no other explanation. So, now, every word we say, Yang Yingdi can actually hear him. "

"Oops, seeing that my brother didn't wake up before, I even scolded him for being heartless in front of him angrily! If he listens to this, when he wakes up, I will definitely be beaten up by him Stop." Yang Xiao said helplessly.

"Haha, he is very gentle to his relatives. He never scolds loudly, let alone beat others. Don't worry, sister Xiaoxiao." Ding Lin blurted out.

Yang Xiao looked at Yang Yi who was lying on the hospital bed, "I'm not afraid, I just scolded him, he can hear the best, wake up and hit me if you have the ability! Yang Yi, didn't you just want to hit me before?" Let me stop, okay, I'm giving you a chance now, you wake me up, if you don't wake up now, then you will never have this chance again!" Yang Xiao yelled at Yang Yi.

"Sister Xiaoxiao..." Ding Lin knew that for the patients who had been lying on the hospital bed without knowing anything, it was their family members who suffered the most.

Compared with Wang Biqing, Ding Lin understood how much suffering Yang Xiao and his family had experienced during the more than one year of their car accident.

Yang Xiao wiped the tears from her eyes, took a deep breath, and pulled out a far-fetched smile: "I'm fine, it's really cool to vent like this!"

Maybe it was really because of venting the grief that had been accumulated in her heart for so long, Yang Xiao became a lot brighter after that, and continued to chat with Ding Lin about the contents of the book.

But not long after, Ding Lin suddenly saw something moving slightly in the corner of his field of vision, and immediately turned his head to look. Yang Yi was lying quietly on the hospital bed as usual, as if he had just seen a hallucination.

However, Ding Lin did not give up. For the next hour or so, he kept paying attention to Yang Yi on the bed intentionally or unintentionally, and finally let him catch him again.

"Sister Xiaoxiao..." Ding Lin suddenly interrupted Yang Xiao's eloquence, "Please pay attention to Yang Yingdi's brows now."

"What happened to his brow?"

"I just seemed to see him frowning slightly."

"Oh, why don't you just frown? That's how he is. In the past, he liked to frown when he didn't like it. I think he thinks that we are talking too loudly, which made him fall asleep." Yang Xiao said .

"Could it be that he's about to wake up?"

"I don't know if he's awake or not. His recent little movements are obviously much more than before. Even the doctor said that this may be a sign that he is about to wake up. Or at least it means that he has begun to have a stress response to external things. Therefore, That’s why I suddenly bought a book and read it to him.”

Yang Xiao stared at Yang Yi closely, with a faint smile on his face: "In the past, my brother hated me reading these rubbish novels the most. So now, I have to read to him every day to stimulate him, maybe It will wake him up sooner."

Later, because she had to answer the phone, Yang Xiao left the ward, leaving only Ding Lin alone.

Ding Lin pushed his wheelchair close to Yang Yi's bed, looking at this all-too-familiar face, for some reason, he spontaneously felt a desire to get closer.

Ding Lin cautiously used his fingers to gently outline Yang Yi's outline, from forehead to jaw, along the bridge of eyebrows, eyes and nose, and finally stopped on Yang Yi's slightly pale and dry lips.

"Kiss him!"

This idea suddenly popped out of Ding Lin's mind, and he quickly covered his mouth and shrank back in fright.

I kept condemning myself for having such perverted thoughts, but I still couldn't resist the instinctive closeness to Yang Yi.

Ding Lin was blushing, unstoppably ashamed, and immediately turned the wheelchair to prepare to escape, but at this moment, images of hugging, kissing and even going to bed with this man flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help but remember him whispering in his ear Chu.

With just such a moment of hesitation, the belief that Wang Biqing had built up for Ding Lin with great difficulty before collapsed in such an instant.

Some things may be barely explained, but he clearly remembers the plots that are not described in Wang Biqing's novels at all, so there is only one possibility.

Ding Lin turned around and went back to Yang Yi's bedside, looking at this familiar face, his heart jumped out and told him that his intuition was not deceiving him.

"Yang Yi..." Uncontrollable tears had blurred his vision. Ding Lin gritted his teeth, supported himself with both hands, and tried to stand up from the wheelchair, just like he has always done in rehabilitation training. , but this time, he fell to the ground again.

Ding Lin hammered his legs fiercely, cursing himself as a waste, struggling to hold on to the edge of the bed, gritting his teeth and trying to stand up again.

"No problem, I can definitely do it!" But in the end, the arm propped on the edge of the bed trembled, and seeing that he was about to fall back again, a hand suddenly grabbed Ding Lin.

Ding Lin just knelt beside the bed, looking at Yang Yi who had opened his eyes in disbelief.

And Yang Yi looked at him with that familiar gentle gaze, and the hand on his arm was gradually clenched.