The Rebirth of the National Male God

The doctor's expression was very solemn.

"At present, it seems that Mr. He's brain injury is not too serious, and the brain stem is not damaged."

He Shanshan, whose eyes were red from crying, grabbed the doctor's hand and asked with sobs.

"But doctor, why hasn't my brother woke up yet?"

"Before we suspected that the coma was caused by a lung infection, but after investigation, we found that there was only a slight infection, which is not a big problem." The doctor frowned and continued to explain, "So the current situation is that, whether it is the brain or the lungs, In fact, all the problems are not enough to keep Mr. He in a coma. I think we need to continue to analyze the specific situation."

"Of course, if there is no problem with the physical condition, another possibility is not ruled out."

"what?"

The doctor hesitated.

"Judging from the current situation, Mr. He's will seems to be relatively weak now. In other words...maybe he doesn't really want to wake up. Of course, this is just a guess."

After listening to the doctor's words, it was as if all the strength in He Shanshan's body had been drained, and she almost collapsed on the ground.

"Impossible, brother won't leave me alone"

At this moment, He Shanshan, who was heartbroken and desperate, was embraced by a man.

"Brother Xiaolou...how is this possible..."

As if she had found a harbor to vent, He Shanshan hugged Lou Jingwen, tears bursting down the embankment, and wet the clothes in front of Lou Jingwen's bra.

"My brother won't do this, he won't..."

He Shanshan kept repeating this sentence and couldn't accept it at all, but the doctor's words were like a signal, and He Shanshan had no choice but to face it.

Because He Shaocheng had been in a coma for four whole days.

The physical injuries caused by the car accident have basically stabilized, but he still shows no sign of waking up.

If he really gave up on his own as the doctor said... then he might never wake up for the rest of his life.

Lou Jingwen patted He Shanshan, comforting him in a low and firm voice, "He will wake up, don't worry."

After saying this sentence, even Lou Jingwen himself couldn't tell whether he said it for He Shanshan or for himself.

Four days ago, one second before the car hit, He Shaocheng rushed over to protect him tightly in his arms.

It was also because of He Shaocheng's reckless defense that he was saved from death.

However, in the end he only suffered a slight fracture, but He Shaocheng was dying.

At the most dangerous moment, He Shaocheng chose to use his life as the final protection.

The love in it is beyond words.

Lou Jingwen still remembers how desperate He Shaocheng's last two words were.

The sound of the bell echoed in his mind over and over again.

Although he didn't see the other person's expression at that time, Lou Jingwen could clearly feel the self-blame and powerlessness contained in it.

With what kind of mood did he make this decision?

Three days later, He Shaocheng came out of the ICU. His physical condition was stable, but he still showed no signs of waking up, and his sense of survival seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Lou Jingwen looked at the lifeless He Shaocheng on the hospital bed, and only then did he realize that he had never looked at him properly.

His face was scarred by a car accident, but it still couldn't hide his handsomeness.

But at this moment, his tightly closed eyes and the faint sadness between his brows made Lou Jingwen's heart unable to settle down.

"He Shaocheng."

Lou Jingwen's fingertips slid across He Shaocheng's brow, but failed to smooth it out.

After silently watching He Shaocheng for a few seconds, Lou Jingwen sat beside him.

"He Shaocheng, to be honest, did you have a lot to say to me before? For example, am I Zhong Heng?"

No one in the ward answered Lou Jingwen's inquiry.

Lou Jingwen had already guessed it, so he smiled feebly and lowered his eyelids.

"If you don't want to say it, then let me tell you. Actually, I have a lot to say to you, and I just want to tell you all at once today."

"Actually, I used to hate you."

"The first time I saw you, I always remember the disdain and contempt for me in your eyes. Although you hid it very well, I still saw it. Did you also think that I relied on women to get the upper hand? That's why you're so disdainful?" Lou Jingwen sighed, "It's still disappointing to think about it, but I always thought you were quite smart."

"Actually, what I was looking forward to most that day was to meet you. You don't know. When I first started, you were my goal and idol. Your nonsense chicken soup was quite inspiring. I just started I read your interview many times when I started my business, and I still remember those contents.” Lou Jingwen smiled at He Shaocheng’s face, “But after meeting you that day, you are no longer I'm an idol."

Lou Jingwen lowered his voice, "You have become the person I most want to surpass, and you have also become my enemy."

"I don't care what other people think, but at that time I just didn't want to be looked down upon by you, because your eyes were really uncomfortable."

Lou Jingwen took a deep breath, "Thinking about it, I was naive."

If it were changed to now, he would definitely not take it to heart.

But everyone has a youthful time, no matter how perfect a person is, there is also a so-called "black history".

At that time, he was a fledgling and had just stepped into this circle.

After finally achieving some achievements, she asked Ms. Duan to recommend her, and finally she was able to stand in front of the male god.

As a result, reality taught me how to behave, but the male god I admired for a long time was different from what I imagined.

He Shaocheng's look immediately made him understand that they were not on the same level at all, the fact is that cruel.

However, he was not convinced by He Shaocheng's underestimation and contempt.

Recalling the past, Lou Jingwen laughed, "Speaking of which, you were my male god in 'childhood', you don't know about that, do you?"

"At that time, I was also deceived by your hypocritical face. In fact, you are a fox, especially calculating."

Lou Jingwen held He Shaocheng's hand.

Then my heart, I was calculated by you bit by bit.

"He Shaocheng, actually thinking about it, we seem to be born with a disagreement. From the first time we met... to now. As long as we get closer, bad things will always happen."

"So you asked me to watch the sunrise, and then I had an accident."

Lou Jingwen shook his head and smiled, "Do you think so too?"

"When I saw you for the first time in the hospital, you lost a lot of weight and looked very haggard. During that time, you were blaming yourself for asking me to watch the sunrise and causing me to fall off a cliff?"

"But do you know that I was pushed down on purpose before, even if you don't ask me out, he will have other ways to hurt me, it's not your fault..."

Lou Jingwen looked at He Shaocheng's still-closed eyes, thinking of his appearance at that time, and thinking of the inner torment he had to go through, it was very uncomfortable.

He didn't know how He Shaocheng got here in the first place, but he knew how uncomfortable it was for him to hear the sound of the bell when he was in a car accident.

Originally thought that he had a diamond heart and could be invulnerable, but it turned out that he was just used to camouflage, silently licking his wounds in places he couldn't see.

After experiencing two such blows, how much pain should He Shaocheng feel in his heart?

How cruel would it be for He Shaocheng if He Shaocheng really let him die unexpectedly again this time?

Lou Jingwen thought of the scene of him rushing towards him so quickly at that time, closed his eyes, and felt stabbed in his heart.

He used to think that the crying scenes in TV dramas were very hypocritical.

But when it really happened to him, the pain and regret, like a flood, submerged his whole body.

"You don't want to bear the pain of losing Zhong Heng, so you let yourself fall asleep and don't want to wake up."

"Then have you ever thought... If you can't wake up again, I will also be in pain here."

Lou Jingwen held He Shaocheng's hand, and pressed it against his left chest, the place closest to his heart.

"We used to have a lot of misunderstandings. I doubted you, so I never dared to accept you. You blamed yourself, so you were always careful. But since God gave us a chance to start again, why did you give up so easily?"

"He Shaocheng, what I want is never to exchange your life for mine."

He Shaocheng on the hospital bed remained silent.

Lou Jingwen closed his eyes, unable to speak.

Nothing is more tormented than waiting.

But even though he was suffering from despair, he still believed that He Shaocheng would definitely wake up.

Just like when he recognized Lou Jingwen as Zhong Heng back then.

He Shaocheng, you used to be the one who silently gave and stayed by my side.

So this time, let me wait for you to come back.

Lou Jingwen stretched out his hand to stroke He Shaocheng's face gently and tenderly.

Chin, cheeks, forehead...

Lou Jingwen's fingertips brushed He Shaocheng's right eye, and felt obvious moisture.

A tear streak passed.

Lou Jingwen froze, his eyes flashed with joy.

Immediately, the hand he and He Shaocheng held together was also held backwards by warm palms.

Zhong Heng, I did not give up.

because……

I dont want you to go.