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"Nurse Xu, are the flowers still blooming?"

"Open."

"Me, I've always felt like the flower in the vase. There's nothing wrong with being alone, is there?"

Xianzi looked at the old lady lying on the hospital bed, followed her gaze to the withered flowers in the vase, wanted to say something, but finally just looked at her peaceful smile.

"If I leave, take good care of that flower." Seemingly unaware that the flower was about to wither, the old lady closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.After Xianzi finished changing the IV, she was still standing in the room.

Later, the old lady went into the operating room and never came out again. Xianzi stood quietly in the ward, watching the petals in the vase gradually wrinkled and withered.

She thought, there is nothing wrong with this, it is very quiet.Come quietly like this, bloom in a corner of the world where no one sees, and leave quietly.

People always say that the world is in a hurry, and there are various sounds made by kicking and tapping.But Xu Xianzi couldn't hear those voices, her world was only a huge gear, looking around, everything around her was silent, as the gears rotated, there was a noisy and unpleasant friction sound, Xianzi walked forward step by step, from Childish to youthful, she suspected countless times that she should die in this kind of loneliness and madness.

Her biological father left when she was very young, and her mother passed away after finding another father for her. Her father worked from day to night to support her. The only thing she did when she came home was to look at the wall. Looking at the ancient wall clock in a daze, listening to its regular swing, listening to the rattling sound of the gears in the clock in the silent room──.Under the care of her father, she grew up silently, found a job that could make a living after graduation, and waited silently for her withering.

She is not sociable and has not been able to insert any topics between girls since puberty.She has never had close friends who hold hands and share joy and anger with each other. She has never raised a dog or a cat, and she has never had a good conversation with her father. Voice, she can hear the moment when snowflakes fall to the ground, peel a newborn and die, to spend the long winter of life.

There was an endless coldness in her heart, as if it had been in her blood since she was born—her father didn't have time to melt her away with a hug, and her mother didn't have time to snuggle her with a word of concern—so she lived like this go down.

When tidying up the withered flower in the ward, Xianzi naturally thought of herself, but before she could clean it up, there was a commotion outside the hospital, the doctor yelled for the nurse to come out and help, and saw a mass of flesh and blood being carried onto a stretcher. He was sent to the emergency room with bloodstains all the way.

After the mass of flesh and blood was cleaned up, it could barely be seen that it was a person, but the injury was very serious. The doctor used surgical forceps to stop the bleeding, clear the sore, and dig out the blood clot in the brain. The team nurses never stopped handing equipment.When the doctor finally sewed up the last wound, he looked at the clock on the wall, and fifteen hours had passed.

After Xianzi sent the "person" who was rescued with great difficulty to the ward, she had no time to do other things.Although the wound has mostly stopped bleeding, this patient is in a very bad condition. He needs emergency treatment almost every four hours. When he was thrown at the hospital gate, he had no ID card on him. No family members could be contacted, and the whole hospital was busy with him. Gotta go around.

Soon, he became the most famous patient in the hospital, although the person who was unconscious on the hospital bed didn't know it.Xianzi thought, this person should die, right?Just like those dead people she often saw, except that he was sent to the mortuary without even his name being known, and the police who came said they couldn't find out who this person was.

Is he dead?It became the most concerned issue for Xianzi when she went to work in the hospital every day.Xianzi often stood at the door of the ward and looked at this person. In the space where no one visited except her, there was only the sound of low panting and long breathing.This person was breathing hard, Xianzi felt this, as if his heart beat faster because of it.

With such a serious injury, can this person still live?Why are you trying so hard to survive?Xianzi changed the drip for him, and looked down at the people on the hospital bed.It's not that she looks particularly good-looking, and she hasn't shaved her stubble for a long time. Her whole body is like a ball of fluffy cotton, and her hand gently touched the other's face.

That person opened his eyes one day.

She almost dropped the drip, and looked at the other person in surprise, the person blinked two pills of black crystals, and looked straight into the bottom of her heart──

Although the patient on the bed woke up, he couldn't say anything and couldn't remember anything. The doctor diagnosed it as brain damage, and his IQ was only at the level of a three-year-old child.The police came many times but couldn't find out his identity. In the end, nothing happened. He became a terrible black hole in the hospital.

Only Xianzi took care of him as before, helping him change the withered flowers in the ward, pouring water for him every day, preparing food and talking.This person really didn't know anything, so Xianzi taught him one by one from scratch, as if she was putting together a puzzle. She felt that she was helping this stranger who didn't know the name piece by piece.

Hyunja likes to look into his eyes, those eyes kept blinking curiosity when looking around, greedily wanting to absorb all the scenery he saw, just like desperately breathing at the beginning.She patted him on the shoulder, soothing the restless man. "Would you like some water? That's a water glass, read it after me..."

"That's the ceiling..."

"Me?" Seeing the other party pointing his finger at him, Xianzi smiled, and suddenly became ill-natured. "I'm 'wife', read it after me, wife...I'm just kidding, ha!"

Perhaps all selfishness was born from this moment.She didn't want her world to collapse in the silence, so she clung to this person tightly, as if holding a thread that could lead to the outside world. Through this person's smile, this person's anger, she could feel I felt a burst of warm restlessness, which shook off the thick snow buried in my heart.

The author has something to say:

In fact, the Xianzi chapter was originally called "If there is only one person", you can compare it with the "season of two people" in the extra episode, or you can re-read this extra episode after watching the Xianzi chapter, and you will have a better understanding of Xianzi's inner changes.