Rebirth: Truth Does Not Dig Coal

2017 8 Month 24 Day.

morning news.

At 8:23 on August 19, a car accident occurred on xx Avenue in the central area of ​​xx, s City, resulting in 50 deaths and 2 injuries.The owner of the car is suspected of being drunk and driving, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Relevant departments have been involved in the investigation.

xx hot search.

2017 8 Month 24 Day.

#19-year-old rich second-generation vicious drunk driving to 2 dead and 5 injured#

As a result of the accident, one person died on the spot, and one died after rescue efforts failed; five people were seriously injured, and two of them were not out of danger.

2017 8 Month 25 Day.

#S City Vicious Drunk Driving Incident Rich Second Generation Lawyers Team#

At noon on the 25th, the Maserati owner never showed up.The relevant legal team is already in place, saying that the accident will go through legal procedures.

2017 8 Month 26 Day.

#S city car accident into a mystery#

In recent days, the vicious drunk driving incident in S City, which has been controversial on the Internet, has gradually made progress.The owner of the car who caused the accident was only 19 years old and a freshman at xx University.The student has excellent grades on weekdays and is kind to others. It is rumored that he suffered from mental illness five years ago.Its legal team claimed that the car accident was not caused by drunk driving, but that the psychotropic drugs taken by the car owner had rather unclear side effects.The legal team promised to sue the relevant pharmaceutical company and bear all the aftermath and medical expenses of the accident.Relevant departments have been involved in the investigation.

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s city.

Western suburbs.

The late summer evening is like a pot of rich colored ink, splashed on the lights of thousands of houses. The white exterior wall of a private property in the western suburbs of City S was also dyed camel's hair color by the sunset.

It is far away from the urban area, and there is no industrial noise. Occasionally, there are staff passing through it, most of whom are medical workers.From the outside, it looks like a private manor, built on the hillside and surrounded by greenery.The interior is more like a nursing home, with complete medical facilities, spacious corridors, and good sound insulation.The passers-by looked hurried, and kept their voices down in a tacit understanding, flipping through the papers in their hands from time to time, talking in low voices.

There was only one injured person in the entire building.

Everyone is waiting for him to wake up.

When Xu Hao opened his eyes, it was such an evening.

He first saw a gauze-like beach, his consciousness was stagnant, and his thinking was rusted and mottled. For a long time, he couldn't understand where he was and what state he was in.

He just lay there motionless, half-opening his eyes and slowly discerning the gauze-like beach, with green waves and tides, and white static foam surging up, as if dyed with ink.

Not long after, someone around him seemed to realize that he had woken up, and that person said something hastily and loudly, and then more people surrounded him, their words were agitated, and the scene was chaotic.But Xu Hao couldn't understand what these people were saying.

His body was as heavy as a soaked sponge, it was difficult to move his eyesight, it was difficult to breathe, and his consciousness was still stranded.

There is only this still foam in the eye.

The setting sun outside the window turned the wall and the beach into fire orange.

It turned out to be a painting.

Before falling asleep again, Xu Hao felt a snowflake falling in his consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Hao heard someone beside him say, "What do you think of this pose?"

Another person said, "Hey, you can show it casually, who will see."

The original person said, "How do you speak? How can you say such things to an artist? You can do anything else, but art can't be casual, understand?"

Xu Hao felt that the voices of these two people were very familiar, so he opened his eyes with difficulty.

It was a very clean and comfortable room, painted in white and light yellow.A wind with a slight smell of grass leaves came in from the window, and various medical instruments were placed around the bed, like a ward.

Zhang Xusheng's hair seemed to be cut short.He was standing in front of the table beside him, playing with a tall flower pot in his hand, and the table was covered with many fresh cut flowers with roots.Zhang Xusheng took out a lily, looked at it, inserted another sunflower, frowned and looked at it seriously, as if he was going to participate in some flower arrangement competition.

Wang Haoran watched Zhang Xusheng fiddling with flowers for a while, shook his head, picked up his phone, and was about to turn on the screen when he glanced at the bed from the corner of his eye.

Wang Hao put down his phone in disbelief.

Xu Hao moved the corner of his mouth slightly, his voice was weak and slightly hoarse, and said, "Zhang Xusheng, stop flirting."

The branch of flower in Zhang Xusheng's hand fell on the table, he turned his head to look at Xu Hao, opened his mouth in astonishment, and didn't say a word for a long time.After a while, Zhang Xusheng said, "Fuck, Haozi, I told Haoran yesterday that if a beautiful girl lay down here and still be a Sleeping Beauty, a man like you would be considered a vegetable at most. A vegetable is definitely not as good as a princess." The treatment, at most, a prince of my level will give you a bite in the face, and when you respond, ah, maybe you will wake up."

Xu Hao lay there unable to move, and still said to Zhang Xusheng in a weak voice, "Stop talking, the picture is here."

When Zhang Xusheng heard it, Xu Hao was still in the mood to joke, which meant that there was nothing serious about him, and the twisted tension in his heart finally relaxed.Zhang Xusheng put on a smiling face from the bottom of his heart again, just about to open his mouth to tease a few more words, Wang Haoran came over and pressed Zhang Xusheng's shoulder, interrupting what he was going to say next.

Wang Haoran asked Xu Hao, "How do you feel?"

Xu Hao let out a faint painful swallowing sound from his throat, and his consciousness was still clear, but it was a bit difficult to speak, "It's not good. How long have I been lying down?"

Wang Haoran said, "One week. You woke up once in the middle, but there was no response to what you said. The doctor is afraid that you will have some sequelae. Do you feel anything unusual now?"

Xu Hao tilted his head slightly as a denial, and then slowly turned his gaze to the painting on the wall of the room.

The gauze beach has restored its original color under the sunshine on a sunny day, with blue beach waves and golden soft sand.Like a clear mind, an orderly mind.

There is still a vague impression of the extraordinarily deep and rich dusk when I woke up unexpectedly.

There are also some muddled memories.

Zhang Xusheng said next to him, "What's the difference? Didn't you recognize us right away? You really want to be filming a TV series and even engage in amnesia. Wang Haoran, if you enter our circle and become a director, you must be a top-notch TV series director. tell you."

Wang Haoran said to Zhang Xusheng, "Shut up, you. I have a headache from your chatter these days."

Zhang Xusheng said, "I'm going, and I'm using idioms. Guess what's going on, Wang Haoran, I feel that our relationship has officially entered the burnout period after I got out of bed with you these few days. Do you want to leave or what is the next step?"

Although he knew that Zhang Xusheng wanted to liven up the atmosphere on purpose, but because of certain sensitive events, it was really inappropriate to say this.Wang Haoran glared at Zhang Xusheng.

Xu Hao asked, "Speaking of which... why are you two accompanying me in bed?"

Zhang Xusheng was stared at by Wang Haoran, and he recalled it a bit, but his reaction was quick, "Oh, those two foreign friends of yours have also been here, and I didn't let them stay longer because they were foreigners after all. You can speak Chinese, and it’s not convenient to accompany you in bed. Don’t mention it, your short foreigner friend is too emotional, knowing that something happened to you, he cried more exaggeratedly than me.”

When Xu Hao heard this, his lips moved again. Zhang Xushen's words could easily be associated with Matthew's exaggerated look when Andre was hospitalized before, but a real smile would involve the wound again, and Xu Hao hissed slowly in pain.

Wang Haoran said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll call the doctor to come and have a look. If it's nothing serious, just take a good rest." Then he turned around and gave Zhang Xusheng a look calmly. Zhang Xusheng caught the look and closed his mouth with rare comprehension.

Xu Hao interrupted the two of them going out and said, "You two don't fight guerrillas with me here, I was the one who was hit by a car... okay? My wound still hurts when I talk too much. Where's Yan Ze?"

Wang Haoran's footsteps paused for a while, Zhang Xusheng was stuck behind, looked at Wang Haoran, and then at Xu Hao, with an expression of unspeakable concealment.

Xu Hao raised his chin slightly, which meant that he was waiting for the next sentence.Wang Haoran turned around and glanced at Zhang Xusheng, Zhang Xusheng spread out his hands, very innocent, that means it's none of my business, you can handle it yourself.The two walked back in this eye-to-eye exchange.

Wang Haoran hesitated for a moment, and said, "I just don't know how to tell you about this matter. Yan Ze is not here, do you know that Yan Ze is a bit of a guy? When something like this happened to you, he went to do psychological counseling. "

Xu Hao didn't seem to understand the meaning of these words, Wang Haoran paused for a while, and Zhang Xusheng said, "You don't have any memory of what happened that day after tomorrow, right? After all, you were injured like that, and you didn't really hit a vegetable. They are all brothers. It's very fragrant."

Xu Hao let out a "hmm" in his throat.

In fact, Xu Hao cannot be said to have no impression of what happened that day.

Someone at the scene was holding his hand with such force that it was almost igniting a fire. It was trying to pour magma into his soul, so hot that even death continued to tremble.

For a moment, Xu Hao felt that he had slept for too long and had forgotten what Yan Ze looked like.Not referring to the facial features, but the real appearance.Like waiting aimlessly for something for a long period of time, until the moment they see each other again, Xu Hao will break away from the state of no concept at once, recognize him, and say, "By the way, you are like this. "

Zhang Xusheng continued, "You must have no impression. After your accident, Yan Ze asked someone to take you to the hospital for rescue. When I received the call, you had been lying in the operating room for more than four hours, and the operating room lights were still on. Red. When I went there with Lao Yao, before Haoran came, there was a group of people around the door, which I didn’t recognize. Yan Ze was in the innermost, right at the main entrance of the operating room. There was a chair next to him. Standing, expressionless and silent, as if no one around him existed. I was shocked when I first recognized him. His collar, chin, and hands were all covered with blood, and his eyes were full of blood. He was bleeding, as if he hadn’t slept for several days and nights, and his expression was terrible, and I didn’t dare to lean on him. At that time, I felt that he was a little hysterical, because he didn’t understand what I told him, so I just looked at him Knock your head on the door of the operating room, and then from time to time, you will take a breath like an animal. Do you understand the gasp? I can’t describe it....For example, I went to Africa last year and saw people hunting illegally. At that time, there was only The rhino got a few bullets, half pulled its body and fell to the ground with a bang, its nose and mouth breathed together, but it was extremely angry, and it would make that kind of panting sound that was exhausted and exhausted. It’s far away, anyway That was the situation at that time. Haoran also came later, and he knew all about it....It’s so fucking amazing, Xu Hao, don’t you really have any special feelings?”

Xu Hao asked Zhang Xusheng, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Xusheng said, "Did you know that your heart stopped beating for 3 minutes?"

Xu Hao looked at them.

Wang Haoran said, "Three minutes and 27 seconds."

Zhang Xusheng said, "Three and a half minutes, it can be said to be three and a half minutes... You are equivalent to dead in three and a half minutes. Your electrocardiogram is straight, as if you are really gone. Fuck..." Zhang Xusheng rubbed his nose , calmed down his emotions, and reluctantly changed a slightly more relaxed tone, and continued, "Hey, it's a coincidence, even if you died on the operating table, we wouldn't know immediately, so we have to wait for the doctor to come out Answer, right? But at that time, a little nurse came out with a basin of blood cotton cloth in a hurry to change the basin. Damn, I almost fainted when I saw that basin without bloodsickness. I didn’t know anyone It turned out that there was so much blood. As a result, when the little nurse just opened the door, the movement came from behind several layers of barriers in the operating room. In fact, the sound was very low when it reached us outside, but it was not that bad. Ze can hear it... Then this guy suddenly went crazy. He was going to push the door of the operating room. I reacted quickly and stopped him first. Just kidding, you are still in the rescue, a little common sense You all know you can’t go in and make trouble for the doctor, okay? In the end, I didn’t stop him at all, and I was thrown against the door by his momentum, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. The door didn’t even close, but I knocked it open A hole, I also vaguely heard it at this time. You have heard that sound on TV, right? It’s the sound of the electrocardiograph drawn into a line, “Di——”, dragged on for a long time, and I never felt this movement It was so sharp, it was as if someone had pierced my ear with a needle. I was also stunned at that moment. It was Haoran and Lao Yao who were able to hold their breath. They rushed up and caught Yan Ze. Press it down, and then asked me to help, two more came from outside the door, five or six of us big men, stopped Yan Ze in a hurry. In the end, we had to push him to the ground. Damn, I just lay there I heard the electrocardiogram sound at the door for more than a minute. I thought you were finished, and my mother was crying while twisting Yan Ze's arm. Yan Ze's arm was full of bulging veins, and he still had the strength to fight us. We are so Shen, Yan Ze insisted on dragging us on the ground and moved forward another meter. You never slowed down. I could feel Yan Ze’s collapse even if I didn’t look at that moment, but I couldn’t see how he fell Tears, I can only hear the intermittent sound coming from the ground, that kind of indescribable gasping sound, like dying. At that moment, I felt that not only you were finished, but Yan Ze was also finished, but I I don’t know why he’s going to die.... Later, Lao Yao told me... Damn..."

Zhang Xusheng almost finished talking while scratching his face in the end, it can be seen that this incident had a great impact on him from the inside out.Wang Haoran remained silent, just looked out of the window, and the room was silent for a while.

Xu Hao couldn't speak for a while, his throat was dry, and he felt something other than the wound continued to hurt.After a while Xu Hao asked, "What happened next?"

Zhang Xusheng continued, "Later a doctor came and gave Yan Ze an injection in the arm. I don't know what it was. Anyway, he quickly lost consciousness. Later, it was heard that he was in an unstable mental state and was picked up by his family. Go for psychological counseling. A day later, a man surnamed Han came to see you and left a phone call. He said that when you wake up and the injury is better, you must remember to call him. "

Xu Hao let out another "hmm" from his throat.The room fell silent again.After a while, Xu Hao said to Zhang Xusheng, "Call me."

Zhang Xusheng was startled, "Now?"

Xu Hao didn't speak.It was Wang Haoran who spoke first, and he said, "All right."

Wang Haoran turned around and called the man surnamed Han.

Zhang Xusheng looked at Xu Hao who was lying on the hospital bed. A few days ago, he felt as if he had never known Yan Ze before, and now he felt that he did not know Xu Hao.

Zhang Xusheng remembered his movie.Until the filming of the film was finished, Zhang Xusheng still didn't understand what the story was.From the beginning of the story, it was a situation between life and death. The feelings of straight-line collisions were diluted, and it became a story that lived forever in the past.But Zhang Xusheng still didn't understand why Lao Yao called it "similar to love", why can't this story be regarded as a story of remembering a dead friend, why a relationship that ended before it started can also be regarded as a love story. What about "love"?

Now Zhang Xusheng vaguely felt another clue, which felt very strange and he couldn't say it out.

There is a state where the surface is as still as water, and it is only when you step on it that you find that there is no bottom.

Wang Haoran called the person surnamed Han, and he got through within two calls.Xu Hao still had the obvious patient tone, sounding not in a good mood, and said, "Hello, is Mr. Han Yuhan?"

The person on the other side was startled, and asked in a low voice in disbelief, "Mr. Xu?" The person walked a few steps quickly, and in a relatively quiet environment, asked again, "Mr. Xu, how are you feeling now?"

Xu Hao said, "It's okay, I'm sober. How is Yan Ze?"

Han Yu paused and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, I'm in China now, I'll find you later."

It was three days after Xu Hao and Han Yu met on the phone.

When Han Yu walked into the ward, Xu Hao could barely sit up.He was watching the news. The news about the car accident hadn't completely passed away, and there were still some follow-up reports popping up.

At that time, besides Xu Hao, there were only two nurses in the room. Zhang Xusheng and Wang Haoran were driven back by Xu Hao.I'm ashamed to say that there are many professional medical workers here, and it's really overkill to hang around a wounded person like him.They both have serious business to do, so there's no need to stay here all day.

As for Xu Hao's family, Xu Hao's parents were abroad, so they didn't dare to tell the truth to Xu Hao's family at first; now that the situation has improved, Xu Hao can answer the phone by himself, so there is no need to tell the truth.So it is not convenient for family members to visit.

When Han Yu entered the room, the TV was still talking about the neurological history of the rich second generation, and the more he followed it, the more it seemed that this happened.Han Yu turned his head when he heard the sound, and Xu Hao turned off the TV.

However, Han Yu still heard some voices on the TV, and said to Xu Hao, "That is the most precious young son of the Ming family. Some people in the circle compliment him, so they call him Mr. Xiao Ming. The Ming family wants to protect him, but ordinary people can't touch him." He, the common people really have no chance of winning this lawsuit.”

When Xu Hao heard it, the Ming family was really a rare surname.Thinking about it again, one of the dandies who forced He Fusheng and Xu Hao to go whoring was also called Ming Shao. Could it be the same family?

Han Yu added, "But you don't have to be angry about this matter. I sent someone to investigate. After the accident, this Mr. Ming was sent abroad by his family immediately, and he is currently on vacation in a small town in Italy. His family members are quite Be cautious, if the relationship between the top and bottom is connected, the real one can be faked. Sigh, that is, we are at our wits' end right now, and the Ming family probably haven't figured out what they've got up to."

Xu Hao moved his body, leaned half on the cushion, and still spoke slowly, "I'm not angry. Let's talk about your family, how is he now?"

Han Yu sat next to Xu Hao, took out his mobile phone, and went straight to the point, "It's not easy to talk about, let me show you some videos."

The video shows a shot under a monitor, a spacious room with closed curtains, soft lighting, and only two soft chairs and a single bed as furniture.

Yan Ze sat on one of the soft chairs.His eyes were blindfolded, his head was slightly tilted back in a seemingly relaxed posture, and his hands and feet were loosely hanging down, as if he had fallen asleep on this chair.

On the other chair opposite sat a blond white man in his fifties, wearing glasses and plain clothes, looking very academic.

Xu Hao asked Han Yu, "What are they doing?"

Han Yu introduced, "This is Joseph, an internationally renowned psychological counselor. He has participated in the young master's previous psychotherapy several times, but because the old man's participation and his own treatment methods are a bit tough, the relationship between the young master and him is relatively Nervous. Joseph is good at hypnosis."

Xu Hao let out a "hmm" and continued to read.

In the video, Joseph asked Yan Ze in English, "Go out through this door and tell me, where are you now?"

About two seconds later, Yan Ze spoke in a cold voice with no emotion, and also replied in English, "At the end of South America, a castle."

Joseph asked, "Does it belong to you?"

Yan Ze said, "It belongs to me."

Joseph said, "Describe for me, what does a castle look like?"

After a while, Yan Ze said, "It's very broken, built on the sea. The first floor drains water. The second floor platform has nothing. The third floor has balconies, every once in a while..." The words paused.

Joseph asked, "What about every once in a while?"

Yan Ze said, "Every once in a while, a vortex will appear outside the balcony."

Joseph asked, "Swirl?"

Yan Ze said, "The vortex is deeper than the mountain. When the vortex appears, I must be there."

Joseph asked, "Why?"

Yan Ze said, "In order not to be pulled into the abyss."

There was a pause in the conversation for a while, Joseph was recording something in his notebook.

Joseph asked, "Are you alone in this castle?"

Yan Ze said, "It used to be."

Joseph looked up, "Before?"

Yan Ze said, "A guest has come."

Joseph asked: "What kind of guest?"

Yan Ze said, "Cowherds...farmers...knights...I'm not sure."

Joseph asked, "A man?"

Yan Ze said, "A man."

Joseph asked, "What did he come to see you for?"

Yan Ze said, "Come and let me witness an execution."

Joseph asked, "Whose execution?"

Yan Ze said, "George Byron."

Joseph asked, "George Byron? George Gordon Byron?"

Yan Ze said, "I'm not sure."

Joseph asked, "Where?"

Yan Ze said, "In my castle."

Joseph thought for a while, then asked, "Did this Mr. George leave any last words when he was executed?"

Yan Ze said, "He said he would turn death into victory."

The conversation stalled again. Joseph continued to write in his notebook.

Joseph took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said to Yan Ze in a relatively relaxed tone, "Okay, tell me, that guest, what kind of person is he?"

Yan Ze said, "He is George Byron."

Joseph asked, "Is he George Byron? He carried out his own execution?"

Yan Ze said, "No." After a pause, he added, "I'm not sure."

Joseph changed the subject and asked, "So, did his death bother you?"

Yan Ze said, "No." After a pause, he added, "He won't die."

Joseph was a little puzzled, and asked, "But you witnessed his execution, didn't you?"

Yan Ze said, "After the execution, he has no name, so he is no longer George Byron."

Joseph analyzed, "So it was George Byron who died?"

Yan Ze said, "The one who died was George Gordon Byron."

The conversation froze for a few seconds, Joseph stopped the pen in his hand, and opened the topic again, "Then tell me about this unnamed guest, where is he from?"

Yan Ze said, "Outside."

Joseph said, "Okay. During the time at the castle, did he see your vortex?"

Yan Ze said, "Only I can see that vortex. So only I must be present."

Joseph repeated, "Only you can see it, that's it." Joseph's notes ticked off, and he asked, "Do you regret that?"

Yan Ze's left index finger twitched slightly, and asked, "Why?"

Joseph said, "It's just the two of you in this castle, isn't it? He can't see your abyss, which means he can't share your solitude. Isn't that a pity?"

Yan Ze said, "No."

Joseph asked, "Why?"

Yan Ze said, "When he is on the balcony, the vortex will not appear."

Joseph showed slight surprise again, "He can also go on the balcony? I thought it was your private domain."

Yan Ze said, "Yes." After a pause, Yan Ze said, "So, I'm not sure what he saw."

Joseph thought for a while and said, "Have you ever thought that one day this guest will see that huge vortex, and then he will leave the castle and return to his hometown."

Yan Ze said, "Of course, I thought about it. He came here by rowing, and one day he will leave by rowing."

Joseph asked, "What are you going to do by then?"

Yan Ze said, "I can keep him no matter the cost. Originally, I thought so."

Joseph repeated the words and asked, "Originally?"

Yan Ze said, "Then one day he was sick, and I said, let's go, can I be brought on board. I didn't expect him to agree. He said, you can try. Why not?"

Joseph said, "So, you're even willing to leave your castle and row a boat to a place you've never seen?"

Yan Ze said, "Why not?" As he spoke, Yan Ze's left hand fingers moved again.He seemed to have thought of something, raised his head slightly, and moved his lips in the direction of the monitor in a very low voice, "The abyss is hiding from him."