The patient said it was my ex-boyfriend

The pungent smell of gasoline, the faint sound of explosions, the dazzling fire... and the pain of being squeezed in the chest.

There seemed to be someone screaming beside him, and the noise of people coming and going gave him a headache.

He barely opened his eyes wide, as if trying to find that familiar figure among the hazy crowd, but he could only see a bloody light.

It is said that one's own life before death is like a film played a hundred times, and it takes only a blink of an eye to go around in one's mind.And he has indeed seen his life in such a blink of an eye.

He even saw his own birth, a little one blushing and eyes closed, holding the other little hand in his hand.

I heard a long-forgotten female voice weakly say: "Which one is the elder brother? Which one is the younger brother?"

"This is brother." A male voice with a smile said, following the voice, Du Jingheng felt as if he was lifted a little higher. "My brother's mouth should be bigger, with the corners of the mouth turned up."

Du Jingheng seemed to want to touch the corner of his mouth, but heard another voice the next moment.

"The elder son stays, and the younger son sends away."

Du Jingheng opened his eyes, looked at Du Zong, who was 20 years younger, and said with a cold face.

At that time, he was already five years old, his younger brother was holding his clothes tightly behind him, his two little heads were together, and he secretly looked into the study.

"Dad! Those are your own grandsons!" The woman frowned a little incomprehensibly, "The two of them have always been very close..."

"What's the intimacy of childhood?" Du Zong said impatiently, "Who cares about brotherhood in front of real interests. I can only have one heir. If you want to keep both children, don't even think about it." I get a penny here."

Du Jingheng covered his brother's mouth, not wanting him to speak out.

The younger brother has always been very obedient, just staring at him blankly, but the hand that clenched the hem of his clothes made his clothes wrinkle.

In the second half of this conversation, he and his brother were discovered by the housekeeper, and they were never heard again.

All I know is that after half a month, my younger brother was sent to his grandmother's house in the countryside, and he also moved out of the house where he lived for five years, and went to the big cold house where Du Zong lived alone.

Du Zong completely turned him into an heir who could only rely on him for survival. Even after ten years later, he finally moved back to his parents' house. Facing his blood relatives who should have been closest, he was as distant as a stranger.

Then, he met Mu Jin.

I don't know why, but after meeting Mu Jin, the black and white memories before he died seemed to suddenly have a radiance.

He saw himself when he saw Mu Jin for the first time, wearing a military training uniform and helping his roommate with heat stroke to the infirmary.Knocking on the door of the infirmary, the first thing I saw was a man leaning against the window drinking coffee. The glare of the sun could only make people see the outline of his side face, but somehow made him a little dazed.

"Sit down!" Mu Jin looked away from the window and pointed to the opposite chair. The way he smiled made him feel as if he had become the person who suffered from heatstroke. He was so dizzy from the sun that he couldn't tell the difference .

He watched as Mu Jin mixed glucose with water and handed it over, and heard him say with a smile: "During military training, the infirmary became a summer resort. Fortunately, you met me. If Dr. Should be kicked out."

He buried his eyes in the glass of sugar water, listening to the 'heat stroke' roommate beside him talking nonsense with this man.

"I just came here for an internship. If you are more enthusiastic, I might stay."

"Girlfriend? Hey, you kids, you can talk about your private life in just two sentences?"

"handsome?"

He felt that the man's gaze seemed to circle over his head, making him unconsciously clenched the glass in his hand.

"Your roommate is also pretty handsome."

Du Jingheng couldn't remember what they said later, and he didn't look up at Mu Jin until Doctor Lin came to drive them away.

It happened to meet Mu Jin's eyes.

Mu Jin smiled at him, raised the cup in his hand, and said softly: "Come over to play when you have time, please drink sugar water."

Please.

Du Jingheng didn't answer, but the roommate beside him responded with a bluff.

However, it was speaking to him alone, Du Jingheng had such an intuition in his heart.

After going back, my roommate told the other two classmates about the incident, and mentioned the handsome guy who offered them sugar water in the infirmary.

"What's the name, oh my brain, I seem to have forgotten to ask..."

"Mu Jin."

Du Jingheng blurted out from the side.

He only glanced at the brand on the man's clothes, but remembered it in his mind when he didn't even notice it.

deep impression.